Last week I wanted to update my blog on my most recent appointment, but I was feeling a little crunchy from stress and whatnot. Now that it's been a week and a half, I'm forgetting some of the finer details. Ah well, such is life.
So, last Friday (the one that was a week ago) Michael and I went in for our routine baby check-up. Everything was going great until I mentioned two sore spots. I've been having cramping in my lower stomach and in my ribs. Well, it's completely normal, said Doc, until I mentioned I'm having those pains even without eating a lot and when I'm fully hydrated. I didn't realize that mentioning those facts would make me end up getting poked and prodded by many annoying devices. First, I had a cervix check (which was annoying because I showered the night BEFORE, not the morning OF, which is something I always do when I have "lady appointments") which involved a transvaginal ultrasound. I was super annoyed, until the doctor said we could do a quick ultrasound to see the baby! The machine is not the high-res clear one in the diagnostics area, but an old one that can easily be moved from room to room. However, we still got the clearest shot of Michelle's face! THOSE LIPS! AH, they are so cute! She definitely gets them from her daddy :)
After seeing the baby, I was happy and thought that was the end of our time at Kaiser..nope. I also had to get blood work done because the pains I was feeling (since they weren't signs of early labor) could be strain my organs, so I had to go to the lab and get poked by some student. I usually don't like the students taking my blood, but the other guys working in there looked a little...um...crackheadish, so I stayed with her. Lol
Michael and I are going to be so immersed in baby-hospital stuff from here on out. We have a weekly Tuesday class for childbirth (every Tues in April), a few classes for tours, newborn care, and breastfeeding, as well as more appointments. AND, my baby shower is in two weeks! Alas, my stomach isn't big and my belly button still hasn't popped (and it isn't even flat yet!), so I feel like I won't be that woman getting molested by aunts and other female friends. Which is totally fine by me, but I wish I was a little bigger :)
Today is my first day of class for the LAST quarter I'll have before graduation! I am both excited, and nervous, because I worry that my teachers are going to be mad that I'm not going to be at school for the last 2 1/2- 3 weeks. Well, what can I do, ya know? It is what it is, so we'll see what happens after I go to class today.
Last update is regarding crafts! I blame Cassie and Melissa for my curiosity in crochet!! I decided to see if I could do it (because it looked so much more efficient than knitting), and guess what, I can! It is so fun, and so addicting, that I've already made a gazillion hats and flowers. Michelle is going to be the only May/June newborn with a huge selection of wool hats for those hot summer days. Lol
Monday, April 2, 2012
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Cats and babies. HELP!
I don't know about you, but I don't think it's safe for a pregnant chick to run around the house, screaming at a cat, and getting herself all worked up into a sweaty, breathless mess. However, for me, this is a weekly routine.
My cats are jerks. Plain and simple. I have to keep the nursery closed up at all times because my cats are obsessed with that room. Baxter likes to sleep in Michelle's crib. Zooey likes to steal her toy/clothes/small objects and chew them up and hide them throughout the house.
Call me crazy, but I think it's ridiculous to tiptoe around animals. Every website I've researched either employs two philosophies. The first is from cat-advice websites. They suggest I buy a throne and crown, and bow down to my evil cat; regardless of his actions. But honestly, they suggest I jump through hoops to keep doors closed (I don't want to! The paint smell still hasn't gone away and we painted months ago! It needs air!), put foil on everything, buy my cats new expensive toys (why? They like to steal my cheap stuff anyways..), and make sure my baby knows that the cats are boss. Um no. I'm boss. I'm the queen ruler of this house, and no one dictates my life. So that option is scratched.
Option two is the advice I get from baby-advice websites. Half the people say similar things, like getting nets to put over cribs, or foil in bassinets. But, then half of the people say toss the cat out on his ass or re-home. Yeah, that's not an option either. I don't know about other pet owners, but I love my animals (despite their desire to be evil dicks) and I took on a commitment to care for them. Putting them outside isn't an option either, as we live across from a big field. Our neighbors warned us against letting small pets outside for too long, as coyotes are a problem? Um, scary! To re-home Baxter would kill him. I'm not exaggerating; Baxter would have to be put to sleep if we brought him to a shelter. He can't even go to the vet without the vet and vet-techs all crying and begging for us to come rescue them. He ONLY likes Michael and me. So, I'd literally be killing him if I re-homed him. Zooey could be re-homed, but my cats are so attached to each other and I couldn't stand the depression it would cause. It's annoying, really.
So, what are my options? Put up with their bulls**t, scream at them on a weekly basis like a banshee, and get my heart rate up by chasing them around with a knife? Or rip my heart out of my chest and become a meat-eating animal hater who would put two cats out in the cold? Hey, I'm pregnant, I'm allowed to be dramatic.
HELP!
I need sound, solid advice. Should I set up booby traps? Should I put tacks in a sheet and lay it in the crib? Should I set up a motion-detecting robot that will shoot lasers at them when they come in contact with baby stuff? :(
My cats are jerks. Plain and simple. I have to keep the nursery closed up at all times because my cats are obsessed with that room. Baxter likes to sleep in Michelle's crib. Zooey likes to steal her toy/clothes/small objects and chew them up and hide them throughout the house.
Call me crazy, but I think it's ridiculous to tiptoe around animals. Every website I've researched either employs two philosophies. The first is from cat-advice websites. They suggest I buy a throne and crown, and bow down to my evil cat; regardless of his actions. But honestly, they suggest I jump through hoops to keep doors closed (I don't want to! The paint smell still hasn't gone away and we painted months ago! It needs air!), put foil on everything, buy my cats new expensive toys (why? They like to steal my cheap stuff anyways..), and make sure my baby knows that the cats are boss. Um no. I'm boss. I'm the queen ruler of this house, and no one dictates my life. So that option is scratched.
Option two is the advice I get from baby-advice websites. Half the people say similar things, like getting nets to put over cribs, or foil in bassinets. But, then half of the people say toss the cat out on his ass or re-home. Yeah, that's not an option either. I don't know about other pet owners, but I love my animals (despite their desire to be evil dicks) and I took on a commitment to care for them. Putting them outside isn't an option either, as we live across from a big field. Our neighbors warned us against letting small pets outside for too long, as coyotes are a problem? Um, scary! To re-home Baxter would kill him. I'm not exaggerating; Baxter would have to be put to sleep if we brought him to a shelter. He can't even go to the vet without the vet and vet-techs all crying and begging for us to come rescue them. He ONLY likes Michael and me. So, I'd literally be killing him if I re-homed him. Zooey could be re-homed, but my cats are so attached to each other and I couldn't stand the depression it would cause. It's annoying, really.
So, what are my options? Put up with their bulls**t, scream at them on a weekly basis like a banshee, and get my heart rate up by chasing them around with a knife? Or rip my heart out of my chest and become a meat-eating animal hater who would put two cats out in the cold? Hey, I'm pregnant, I'm allowed to be dramatic.
HELP!
I need sound, solid advice. Should I set up booby traps? Should I put tacks in a sheet and lay it in the crib? Should I set up a motion-detecting robot that will shoot lasers at them when they come in contact with baby stuff? :(
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Belly pics and cooter rants
Ah, pregnancy. I love you so. However, my vagina is extra angry at you today.
What a weird way to start off a blog, eh? Well, we'll get to my angry popo in a bit. First, I'd like to share updated pictures of my baby bump! The first pic is a side view, and the second is looking straight at me. I was already curvy/plus sized before I got pregnant, so my shape from the front isn't any different than it was pre-pregnancy.
28.4 days pregnant
Front view. Woooo.
You wouldn't think I was having trouble getting around or staying comfortable due to my smaller bump, but I am! I don't know what is happening to my ribs, but they've decided to start stretching out, and without a muscle surrounding them, it hurts to rub them. It is the weirdest thing to complain about sore ribs, but there's pregnancy for ya :) Always an adventure.
So, onto my angry cooter. See, my awesome bump may be small for someone my size, but that doesn't mean my kid is small, nor does it mean my stomach is soft and flabby. That thing is hard as a rock! It makes it super hard to bend over and tie my shoes, cuff my pants, and shave my darned lady bits!
Today I thought I'd be courteous to my beastly husband, and clean up the goods. I had a nice hot shower, and thought, "hmm, my legs and armpits sure could use a shave; poor Michael is married to a yeti!" so I went to town. At the last minute I thought, "ah, better attack the undercarriage too!". Mistake. Big mistake.
See, I can't see my hoohah without a mirror, and bending over really far hurts like a mother, so I blindly started attacking the growing sprouts of hair. I think you can guess where this is going. I cut myself!
To many of you, it's not that big of a deal, but to me it was a huge one. My poor vahjayjay is already going to get turned into an unrecognizable piece of meat in a few months, does it really need this horrid abuse now? I finally get 9.5 months of freshness, freedom from Aunt Flo, and doctors staying out of there, and then I abuse my lady friend with a dull razor and slippery conditioner. Next time, Michael is on shaving duty.
So, now that I've fully disgusted you, my dear reader, have a wonderful day...and treat your vagina right!
p.s. No shame here, I have no sense of modesty. Feel free to blast me. Mock away! ;-)
What a weird way to start off a blog, eh? Well, we'll get to my angry popo in a bit. First, I'd like to share updated pictures of my baby bump! The first pic is a side view, and the second is looking straight at me. I was already curvy/plus sized before I got pregnant, so my shape from the front isn't any different than it was pre-pregnancy.
28.4 days pregnant
Front view. Woooo.So, onto my angry cooter. See, my awesome bump may be small for someone my size, but that doesn't mean my kid is small, nor does it mean my stomach is soft and flabby. That thing is hard as a rock! It makes it super hard to bend over and tie my shoes, cuff my pants, and shave my darned lady bits!
Today I thought I'd be courteous to my beastly husband, and clean up the goods. I had a nice hot shower, and thought, "hmm, my legs and armpits sure could use a shave; poor Michael is married to a yeti!" so I went to town. At the last minute I thought, "ah, better attack the undercarriage too!". Mistake. Big mistake.
See, I can't see my hoohah without a mirror, and bending over really far hurts like a mother, so I blindly started attacking the growing sprouts of hair. I think you can guess where this is going. I cut myself!
To many of you, it's not that big of a deal, but to me it was a huge one. My poor vahjayjay is already going to get turned into an unrecognizable piece of meat in a few months, does it really need this horrid abuse now? I finally get 9.5 months of freshness, freedom from Aunt Flo, and doctors staying out of there, and then I abuse my lady friend with a dull razor and slippery conditioner. Next time, Michael is on shaving duty.
So, now that I've fully disgusted you, my dear reader, have a wonderful day...and treat your vagina right!
p.s. No shame here, I have no sense of modesty. Feel free to blast me. Mock away! ;-)
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Yeti Baby
Guess what I should be doing? If you've guessed "write a paper" then you must be an avid reader of this blog. Since I have a 5 hour deadline, I thought I'd create more of a crunch and write a bloggity blog.
On Tuesday, Michael and I went to our follow up ultrasound to get a clear shot of the little lady's heart. The last tech couldn't get a clear shot, but we were fine with it since it meant we got another glimpse of our girl. She's healthy and lovely, and apparently she's hairy! Below is a picture of her ultrasound, and if you look at the back of her head you might notice her hair. I bet it'll be thick and black!
The ultrasound tech also told us that she weighs 3 lbs (plus or minus 7 oz.). Wow! I hope she doesn't get too heavy; I want to get out of my labor with a semi-normal cooter.
Ok, on that gross note, I'm off to sweep my stairs, or whatever else people do to procrastinate.
<3
On Tuesday, Michael and I went to our follow up ultrasound to get a clear shot of the little lady's heart. The last tech couldn't get a clear shot, but we were fine with it since it meant we got another glimpse of our girl. She's healthy and lovely, and apparently she's hairy! Below is a picture of her ultrasound, and if you look at the back of her head you might notice her hair. I bet it'll be thick and black!
The ultrasound tech also told us that she weighs 3 lbs (plus or minus 7 oz.). Wow! I hope she doesn't get too heavy; I want to get out of my labor with a semi-normal cooter.
Ok, on that gross note, I'm off to sweep my stairs, or whatever else people do to procrastinate.
<3
Saturday, March 3, 2012
27 weeks and a quick update
No news on the weight gain front...I think I've gained one pound, so not much to brag about.
(At the end of this post is a picture from Thursday of my bump - 27 weeks!)
How can I tell if this new desire to have my house clean all the time is nesting, or me actually starting to care about having a messy house? Either way, it's nice to be able to have people drop by without the humiliation of a bra hanging from the chandelier and a sex toy peeking out from beneath the couch cushions. Haha. Obviously I'm exaggerating. Why on earth would we have our sex toys downstairs?! Lol
I feel like I'm getting bigger, but after looking at pictures from last week, it's apparent that I'm the same ole' me. Either way, the baby feels heavier. My back is starting to ache a bit, which has resulted in me waddling when I get sleepy or sore. Haha, Michael thinks it's hilarious to watch me waddle and do my "pregnancy stand up" when I get up from the couch. Lol.
Today is Izzy's fifth birthday party, and I am so excited to go and see everyone. Is it weird that I have baby fever? I mean, I carry a baby with me all day, but I am so excited to see and hold a new tiny baby. I think my bestie and my baby's bestie (Cass and Mackenzie, and Mark and Max) are staying home today cos her little guy is sick. I feel so sad for them! I don't know what I am going to do when Misha gets sick for the first time. I imagine it's both scary and sad. Scary cos I'm a stress case, and sad cos I know how much it sucks to be sick as an adult (when you have control over everything), so I can't imagine how much it sucks when you are a small kid. :( Feel better soon Max!
Here's a pic of my belly. Do I look bigger (in the stomach. Ignore my fat arms..or else!! lol) to you? I feel bigger. Just for fun, I'll also throw in a picture of my front. I think I look a little bit wider (also, please disregard my headlights showing. Also disregard the fact that they are facing different directions. I didn't have time to primp my nips). Who knows.
(At the end of this post is a picture from Thursday of my bump - 27 weeks!)
How can I tell if this new desire to have my house clean all the time is nesting, or me actually starting to care about having a messy house? Either way, it's nice to be able to have people drop by without the humiliation of a bra hanging from the chandelier and a sex toy peeking out from beneath the couch cushions. Haha. Obviously I'm exaggerating. Why on earth would we have our sex toys downstairs?! Lol
I feel like I'm getting bigger, but after looking at pictures from last week, it's apparent that I'm the same ole' me. Either way, the baby feels heavier. My back is starting to ache a bit, which has resulted in me waddling when I get sleepy or sore. Haha, Michael thinks it's hilarious to watch me waddle and do my "pregnancy stand up" when I get up from the couch. Lol.
Today is Izzy's fifth birthday party, and I am so excited to go and see everyone. Is it weird that I have baby fever? I mean, I carry a baby with me all day, but I am so excited to see and hold a new tiny baby. I think my bestie and my baby's bestie (Cass and Mackenzie, and Mark and Max) are staying home today cos her little guy is sick. I feel so sad for them! I don't know what I am going to do when Misha gets sick for the first time. I imagine it's both scary and sad. Scary cos I'm a stress case, and sad cos I know how much it sucks to be sick as an adult (when you have control over everything), so I can't imagine how much it sucks when you are a small kid. :( Feel better soon Max!
Here's a pic of my belly. Do I look bigger (in the stomach. Ignore my fat arms..or else!! lol) to you? I feel bigger. Just for fun, I'll also throw in a picture of my front. I think I look a little bit wider (also, please disregard my headlights showing. Also disregard the fact that they are facing different directions. I didn't have time to primp my nips). Who knows.
Friday, February 24, 2012
6 months, update and a weight/natural rant
I LOVE being pregnant. I love watching Michelle's body move across my stomach. I love the fact that she kicked Michael on the face when he was resting with me. I LOVE that she responds to our voices, and that she is healthy. I am in love with my bump, with how healthy I feel, and I feel so honored that pregnancy has been so wonderful for me. It makes me sad when people complain about their pregnancies, but there is nothing I can do to control others. I mentioned this a week or two ago on twitter when I was angry about the complaints..but now I'm just sad for the people who are stuck feeling that way. I thought I should update that thought on here, so I can remember this when I'm pregnant again :)
Ok, so time for a rant!
I was so nervous about my weight when I first got pregnant. I have always struggled with my weight and perception of myself, so I was worried about gaining too much and not being able to lose it. So, I have been taking really good care of myself and what I eat. I'm a vegetarian, so it's both easy and hard to eat healthy. Sometimes veggies don't sound good, and I just want a big plate of pasta.
When I first got pregnant I lost 10 pounds (how, I don't know!) without being sick or changing much about my lifestyle. As time has gone on, I haven't gained back but 2 of those ten pounds. My last doctors appt (last Friday) was frustrating for me because my doc said if I don't gain 5 lbs by my next appt she is sending me to a nutritional counselor. Um...if my baby is measuring normal (which she is), and I am healthy, then what is the problem? My mom only gained 16 lbs during her pregnancy with me!
I think doctors try to control pregnancies too much. I understand that some people have complications or problems, but so far nature is letting my body do its thing, and everything is great. I want my body to naturally progress the way it wants to, and I want to birth naturally. So far, I've had to make sure to repeat these things over and over because people think they know best. Sorry, but women have been giving birth for as long as there has been people, so I think that instinctively my body knows what to do.
This all being said, my doctor is totally for my desire to be all natural, she's just obsessing over my weight. Oddly enough, it's other people are trying to talk me out of natural childbirth! Natural. NATURAL. What my body was made to do and feel. Ah life, if there is one thing I hate, it's other people telling me what to do, especially when I've never asked for advice.
Ok, rant over!
Friday, February 10, 2012
Sophie, Skirts, and Baby Autumn
Tonight Michael surprised me (well, Michelle) with a Sophie la Girafe! It was so sweet of him to get this for her...especially when I only mentioned the toy to him once or twice :)
I've been thinking a lot about birthing outfits and whether or not I should make my own dress/skirt to wear for the delivery process. I don't want to wear a hospital gown while I'm squatting or kneeling on a birthing ball...my butt is not for show! lol. I'm thinking nursing sports bra and a skirt/dress thing. I'll decide/figure something out once I get a little bigger and talk to my doctor about our birth plans.
My cousin Melissa gave birth last night to a beautiful baby girl! After a really hard labor and recovery for the baby during her last pregnancy, this was very happy news! It's always amazing news when someone has a good labor and a healthy baby, but when they have a history of complications, it's extra relieving!
Welcome to the world, baby Autumn! You have a wonderful family, adorable brothers, and I cant wait to cuddle you!!
I've been thinking a lot about birthing outfits and whether or not I should make my own dress/skirt to wear for the delivery process. I don't want to wear a hospital gown while I'm squatting or kneeling on a birthing ball...my butt is not for show! lol. I'm thinking nursing sports bra and a skirt/dress thing. I'll decide/figure something out once I get a little bigger and talk to my doctor about our birth plans.
My cousin Melissa gave birth last night to a beautiful baby girl! After a really hard labor and recovery for the baby during her last pregnancy, this was very happy news! It's always amazing news when someone has a good labor and a healthy baby, but when they have a history of complications, it's extra relieving!
Welcome to the world, baby Autumn! You have a wonderful family, adorable brothers, and I cant wait to cuddle you!!
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Kick kick kick
I think I have a ninja baby. She loves to kick and dance about in my womb. I think it's freaking awesome; I love each little movement she makes. She especially moves when Michael is talking. I think she likes him more than me; I'm gonna have to start competing with him!
On Sunday my mom was able to feel Michelle kick! She is the first person other than Michael to have the privilege. Later that day, Rachael felt her kick too! My stomach even jumps around and moves when she is particularly active. I can't wait until it moves in a huge wave and looks like a scene from Alien. Lol
Also, this weekend my family's friend Kris and her sister Dianna came by and brought us a baby book, and keepsakes for the nursery! It was so sweet and generous; I can't wait to fill up the baby book and album, and add little treasures to the keepsake box. We're very lucky to have such sweet friends and family.
Not much else to update on...just wanted to stay active on blogger, since I tend to disappear if I don't stay motivated.
<3
Jess
On Sunday my mom was able to feel Michelle kick! She is the first person other than Michael to have the privilege. Later that day, Rachael felt her kick too! My stomach even jumps around and moves when she is particularly active. I can't wait until it moves in a huge wave and looks like a scene from Alien. Lol
Also, this weekend my family's friend Kris and her sister Dianna came by and brought us a baby book, and keepsakes for the nursery! It was so sweet and generous; I can't wait to fill up the baby book and album, and add little treasures to the keepsake box. We're very lucky to have such sweet friends and family.
Not much else to update on...just wanted to stay active on blogger, since I tend to disappear if I don't stay motivated.
<3
Jess
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Nursery Progress!!
Michelle's room is finally starting to get worked on again! My sister Nikki surprised me with a beautiful homemade quilt she made for the nursery, and since we are getting a new rocking chair for the room tomorrow, I had to start getting more stuff done.
My mom came over and we put putty in the holes on the baseboards, sanded them, and painted them! Then, we re-vacuumed the room, hung up her hanging lantern, and put up her window valance! My mom also hung up all of the baby's clothes in the closet, but since we are adding racks and stuff in there, we will have to rehang them in a bit. Either way, the room looks awesome!
Below are some pics of the room, and the pretty quilt my sis made on the crib! We have so much more to do (wall decorations, tying down the wires from the lantern, and painting Misha's toybox...but it looks freaking awesome so far! <3
-Jess
Here's my mom (Grammie) tidying up after all the work we did.
Michael resting after doing "dad stuff" in the room ;-)
Pretty crib and quilt! Thanks, Nik!
My mom came over and we put putty in the holes on the baseboards, sanded them, and painted them! Then, we re-vacuumed the room, hung up her hanging lantern, and put up her window valance! My mom also hung up all of the baby's clothes in the closet, but since we are adding racks and stuff in there, we will have to rehang them in a bit. Either way, the room looks awesome!
Below are some pics of the room, and the pretty quilt my sis made on the crib! We have so much more to do (wall decorations, tying down the wires from the lantern, and painting Misha's toybox...but it looks freaking awesome so far! <3
-Jess
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Long time, No Blog
A lot has happened since my emo-ridden post in December. I hit the halfway point in my pregnancy, started working on the nursery, and had my first (informal) baby shower with my four close friends. The get together was very nice and it was so generous of my friends to buy us gifts already! I felt so loved and I know Michelle will feel the love too :)
Yesterday we had an ultrasound appointment at Kaiser to check Michelle's progress and learned that she is one pound one ounce..already!? Dang girl, I hope she stays on the smaller side. :) She is a very active baby in the evenings and late afternoon, but was barely moving for the ultrasound at 9 am. Definitely a Bergman baby! She likes her sleep :)
Tonight there is a prenatal yoga class being offered in Fairfield by my house, but I am scared to go. My doctor really recommended me to go to one, but I hate doing stuff like that alone. I haven't been in a yoga classroom in about 7 years, and my belly bump isn't as pretty and round as other girls. I really should go though! I've been having back pain and my muscles feel tight, so this would be awesome for me, but socially, I am a turd. Lol
I started school in the first week of January and it's already stressful, but way better than last quarter. I am taking two education classes and one sociology class (yay!), so I am immersed in stuff I actually enjoy learning about. The only bummer is that I couldn't get into a Soc class I NEEDED to graduate, so I have to take it next quarter and risk missing the last few weeks because I'll be giving birth or something. Ah well, I'm just gonna let the universe handle this one and see what happens. At least I'll only have one academic class next quarter along with the two art classes I am planning to take.
Below are some pictures from the ultrasound. The first is Misha's profile, the second is her little foot!
Yesterday we had an ultrasound appointment at Kaiser to check Michelle's progress and learned that she is one pound one ounce..already!? Dang girl, I hope she stays on the smaller side. :) She is a very active baby in the evenings and late afternoon, but was barely moving for the ultrasound at 9 am. Definitely a Bergman baby! She likes her sleep :)
Tonight there is a prenatal yoga class being offered in Fairfield by my house, but I am scared to go. My doctor really recommended me to go to one, but I hate doing stuff like that alone. I haven't been in a yoga classroom in about 7 years, and my belly bump isn't as pretty and round as other girls. I really should go though! I've been having back pain and my muscles feel tight, so this would be awesome for me, but socially, I am a turd. Lol
I started school in the first week of January and it's already stressful, but way better than last quarter. I am taking two education classes and one sociology class (yay!), so I am immersed in stuff I actually enjoy learning about. The only bummer is that I couldn't get into a Soc class I NEEDED to graduate, so I have to take it next quarter and risk missing the last few weeks because I'll be giving birth or something. Ah well, I'm just gonna let the universe handle this one and see what happens. At least I'll only have one academic class next quarter along with the two art classes I am planning to take.
Below are some pictures from the ultrasound. The first is Misha's profile, the second is her little foot!
Next, here are some pictures of her room, with the new wall color, handmade blankets and pillows (by me!!), and cute wall plaque with her name.
And lastly is a shot from way back at 19.6 weeks (I'm 22 now). I am chilling on the bed so my bump looks much rounder and cuter ;-)
Sorry for the delay in updating. I'll be back soon!
-Jess
Friday, December 16, 2011
Thinking out loud.
I was just thinking about how stressed I've been. I've been crying a lot, and have been in some stupid arguments lately, and I really hope the baby is ok. Can she feel my sadness? Can she feel when I'm happy, stressed, or anxious? For her sake, I hope not. I hope she's just floating in a cozy bed, blowing bubbles, and growing strong. Then again, I can be quite naive.
I am so happy I can bring her into this world. We all grow up in families, but this one is special because I'm making it all on my own. Michael and I are building this family just for us, and I hope my little girl always feels loved, special, and valued in our family. When I think of the baby, I feel happiness, love, and awe...I don't want any of her things (her room, her clothes, her toys) being associated with bad things like crying or yelling. When I do things just for Michelle, I want to be in a good state of mind with love in my heart. I don't want to buy something while I'm grouchy, or decorate her special room with any sadness in my heart. This is her domain, her special place to dream, and play, and be an innocent child. I don't want any bad energy hanging around.
You know, people who fight a lot will always fight a lot. If a person, or group of people, are always sad, stressed, and angry, they will always be that way. There is no changing anyone but yourself. I don't want my kid being around anyone when they are acting that way. I can't control what they do and when they do it, so I need to think long and hard about who I want coming around this bundle of joy. People become mean; they aren't born mean. I don't want any negative influences on Michelle; I want her to stay innocent and happy. But I guess all parents want that for their children.
I am so happy I can bring her into this world. We all grow up in families, but this one is special because I'm making it all on my own. Michael and I are building this family just for us, and I hope my little girl always feels loved, special, and valued in our family. When I think of the baby, I feel happiness, love, and awe...I don't want any of her things (her room, her clothes, her toys) being associated with bad things like crying or yelling. When I do things just for Michelle, I want to be in a good state of mind with love in my heart. I don't want to buy something while I'm grouchy, or decorate her special room with any sadness in my heart. This is her domain, her special place to dream, and play, and be an innocent child. I don't want any bad energy hanging around.
You know, people who fight a lot will always fight a lot. If a person, or group of people, are always sad, stressed, and angry, they will always be that way. There is no changing anyone but yourself. I don't want my kid being around anyone when they are acting that way. I can't control what they do and when they do it, so I need to think long and hard about who I want coming around this bundle of joy. People become mean; they aren't born mean. I don't want any negative influences on Michelle; I want her to stay innocent and happy. But I guess all parents want that for their children.
Sunday, December 11, 2011
It's a GIRL!
Ah! Today we had our 3d/4d ultrasound, and got to see our beautiful little baby dance around. The tech said she was 98% sure the baby is a girl, since she had the "hamburger". Lol. I won't explain since it's a pretty gross metaphor.
We've decided on Michelle Elizabeth Bergman. Misha for short. :) It was so fun to watch, especially with our families right by our side. It was only me and Rachael who thought the baby would be a girl; everyone else was screaming boy! Ha! Don't they know we don't make boys in the Jarvi house? The tech said people that have a lot of sex have girls...I don't know if it's true, but it definitely applies ;-)
While having my ultrasound, the tech, Karen, said she could tell I had to pee (that nothing is secret in ultrasound offices..haha!) and then she said I was having a contraction! We saw it lower down to the baby, and after a bit it went away. She told me I will most likely have Braxton Hicks later on if they are happening now..let's hope not! A picture is below, and a link to a video of the dancing queen is here: Baby Michelle Dancing
It is definitely a week to be a girl! Mackenzie Marie was born on the sixth, and she is probably the cutest newborn I've ever seen! Cassie had an amazing, natural, peaceful laboring process and had no complications. It was so amazing to hold Macey after Cass had her. She stopped crying when I held her, and looked into my face for a while. It was very overwhelming and once I dropped off Cassie's doula/friend Heather, I cried the rest of the way home. It made me happy for the K family, but scared for myself. I mean, not to give birth, but to have a baby. It's hard to explain, but I guess I keep thinking of the baby as a little bean, when really it's going to come out of me and interact with people within minutes. It's not a toy, it's not a pet, it's a real life human. It's a very humbling thing to see a baby so new. I am thankful I could be there for 80% of the process. I am very honored to be a part of the group invited along. <3
Well, I'm off to cuddle on the couch and mentally prepare myself for the shopping spree I'm about to embark upon. <3
We've decided on Michelle Elizabeth Bergman. Misha for short. :) It was so fun to watch, especially with our families right by our side. It was only me and Rachael who thought the baby would be a girl; everyone else was screaming boy! Ha! Don't they know we don't make boys in the Jarvi house? The tech said people that have a lot of sex have girls...I don't know if it's true, but it definitely applies ;-)
While having my ultrasound, the tech, Karen, said she could tell I had to pee (that nothing is secret in ultrasound offices..haha!) and then she said I was having a contraction! We saw it lower down to the baby, and after a bit it went away. She told me I will most likely have Braxton Hicks later on if they are happening now..let's hope not! A picture is below, and a link to a video of the dancing queen is here: Baby Michelle Dancing
It is definitely a week to be a girl! Mackenzie Marie was born on the sixth, and she is probably the cutest newborn I've ever seen! Cassie had an amazing, natural, peaceful laboring process and had no complications. It was so amazing to hold Macey after Cass had her. She stopped crying when I held her, and looked into my face for a while. It was very overwhelming and once I dropped off Cassie's doula/friend Heather, I cried the rest of the way home. It made me happy for the K family, but scared for myself. I mean, not to give birth, but to have a baby. It's hard to explain, but I guess I keep thinking of the baby as a little bean, when really it's going to come out of me and interact with people within minutes. It's not a toy, it's not a pet, it's a real life human. It's a very humbling thing to see a baby so new. I am thankful I could be there for 80% of the process. I am very honored to be a part of the group invited along. <3
Well, I'm off to cuddle on the couch and mentally prepare myself for the shopping spree I'm about to embark upon. <3
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Awh!
Very short, very quick update before I run some errands. Cass had the baby (A GIRL!!!) on the 6th. She is perfect, and lovely, and I want to take her home and never return her. I'll update on the inspiration it's brought me in a bit..just wanted to jot this down so I would remember exactly what I wanted to blog about. <3
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Ah-may-ZING!
I wasn't going to blog until after finals, but something awesome happened last night and I have to share! So, I was fighting with Michael about something I can't even remember (hey! I'm hormonal and crazy! I can argue with my hubby and then forget why I was mad!). Anyways, I went into my room to relax and cool off because since I've gotten pregnant I like to throw things at people and act like a caveman. I plopped down and pulled out my trusty, beloved, beautiful iPod and set my playlist to randomly play any and all Rilo Kiley songs (if you don't know about Rilo Kiley, after all these years, shut down this blog imminently and run to your nearest Rasputin!). The Frug, an old classic, came on, so I set it on my belly (which was exposed cos I wanted to look how big it's gotten) and started calming down. Well, while I was calming down, someone else was getting riled up! I know it's too early, and I know people say it's impossible to distinguish from gas, but I swear to you, the baby fluttered! I felt a little flutter deep in my right, lower stomach, like the baby was walking up the wall like it did during my ultrasound. It was so crazy; I knew immediately what it was. I screamed for Michael to come, and he busted in that room so freaking fast. He was worried, I mean, I screamed, but once I told him, he got a huge smile on his face and we cuddled, discussing the craziness of our bean.
I know what I felt. It was a full on flutter, different than anything I've felt before. I'm not crazy, and I didn't get my hopes up...I know I won't feel it again for a few weeks. But, it was so awesome. I mean, my kid responded to Rilo Kiley. Clue number one that this kid is fucking awesome. Clue number two is that it does yoga. And clue number three is that it is half me, half Michael, so it has to be awesome.
Ok, well I have 4 hours to start and complete a three page essay and bibliograpgy on crap I haven't read on, so I better jet. SUNDAY is our 3D ultrasound, so you'll hear from me soon. Quick side note, I have a feeling we won't get a definitive on the sex just yet. I have a feeling we'll find out in January. <3
-Jess
I know what I felt. It was a full on flutter, different than anything I've felt before. I'm not crazy, and I didn't get my hopes up...I know I won't feel it again for a few weeks. But, it was so awesome. I mean, my kid responded to Rilo Kiley. Clue number one that this kid is fucking awesome. Clue number two is that it does yoga. And clue number three is that it is half me, half Michael, so it has to be awesome.
Ok, well I have 4 hours to start and complete a three page essay and bibliograpgy on crap I haven't read on, so I better jet. SUNDAY is our 3D ultrasound, so you'll hear from me soon. Quick side note, I have a feeling we won't get a definitive on the sex just yet. I have a feeling we'll find out in January. <3
-Jess
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Long Awaited Update
FAIL. I fail at keeping up a blog during school. Thankfully I have until Tuesday, and then this miserable quarter will be OVER! I don't know what it is about being in a time-crunch that gives me the desire to update this blog, but here we are. I'm writing 1 of the 4 essays I have due this week. This one, is due Monday right before I take a HARD final. Then I have two due Tuesday, and my last one due Wednesday. Lame.
So, exciting things have happened in the last two weeks, but I've been too much of a lazy bum to write about them. Let's just go back to Monday, Nov 21. So, we went in for our prenatal checkup with my awesome doctor. We were expecting her to weigh me, measure me, and maybe catch a bit of the baby's heartbeat. We sat down, and she went on and on about how happy she was that I didn't gain weight in my 1st trimester, and that I had actually lost some (without being sick, yay me!). Then she pulls in the machine that we think will let us hear Bean's heartbeat. We were so wrong; we got an ultrasound! The baby, obvious overjoyed that we were checking out its cute booty, started kicking and waving and dancing all over my womb. It was such a surprise that I just sat there in shock, tears rolling down my cheeks. I couldn't believe my bean wasn't a bean anymore, but a baby! Doctor told us that her machine sucked, and the next Monday we would see a much better picture of the baby during our genetic screening. Personally, that machine could have been an inch big and it wouldn't have made a difference; I was seeing my real BABY dancing about. It was so awesome. Below is the best pic of the bunch that she printed out. Notice how awesome and adorable my Bean is <3
Now, this is a picture we took with our phone of the print out, so it is pretty blurry; however, the baby's head is on the right. Michael's family couldn't find the baby in the pic, so hopefully you have better luck.
After that awesome visit, we had another one on the 28th. This one was with a tech who measured the baby and had to look @ bones and such, so the ultrasound actually squicked me out. My beautiful Bean looked like skeletor when she got all up in his/her business. But, once she just looked @ the baby from a regular setting we got quite the show! The baby sat in the lotus pose (yoga move..basically criss-cross apple sauce), then kicked, jumped, and stuck its cute little tongue out! Then it proceeded to put its fist in its mouth, and then use its little legs to walk up the wall of my uterus. Great, my kid is already climbing the walls! Haha. It wasn't like a rock climber, just like it walked its feet up and was in an L shape. Unfortunately we didn't find out the sex, but we have an appointment in a week and a day to have our 3D ultrasound. Those really creep me out, but I'm still thrilled regardless. Oh, and we haven't scanned the pic of Bean putting his/her tongue out yet, but I'll post it asap.
So, as for me, the cranky mama, I am feeling pretty good health-wise, but crappy emotionally. It's exciting that I'm finally starting to show (but you can only tell if you see me a lot). I've lost weight in my face, arms, and upper sides, but my pants don't fit and I have a little pooch. Lol. I like to stick it out and rub it when I walk in public so people don't think I'm just a fatso. So emotionally... I've been super stressed with school, and super down. Hopefully now that school is a few days from being over I'll be able to relax and cheer up. I just need a day with my hubby with no worry that I have an assignment due or that I'm behind on a reading. Gah! UC Davis, I think our good relationship is coming to an end....feel free to kiss my big white booty.
So, exciting things have happened in the last two weeks, but I've been too much of a lazy bum to write about them. Let's just go back to Monday, Nov 21. So, we went in for our prenatal checkup with my awesome doctor. We were expecting her to weigh me, measure me, and maybe catch a bit of the baby's heartbeat. We sat down, and she went on and on about how happy she was that I didn't gain weight in my 1st trimester, and that I had actually lost some (without being sick, yay me!). Then she pulls in the machine that we think will let us hear Bean's heartbeat. We were so wrong; we got an ultrasound! The baby, obvious overjoyed that we were checking out its cute booty, started kicking and waving and dancing all over my womb. It was such a surprise that I just sat there in shock, tears rolling down my cheeks. I couldn't believe my bean wasn't a bean anymore, but a baby! Doctor told us that her machine sucked, and the next Monday we would see a much better picture of the baby during our genetic screening. Personally, that machine could have been an inch big and it wouldn't have made a difference; I was seeing my real BABY dancing about. It was so awesome. Below is the best pic of the bunch that she printed out. Notice how awesome and adorable my Bean is <3
After that awesome visit, we had another one on the 28th. This one was with a tech who measured the baby and had to look @ bones and such, so the ultrasound actually squicked me out. My beautiful Bean looked like skeletor when she got all up in his/her business. But, once she just looked @ the baby from a regular setting we got quite the show! The baby sat in the lotus pose (yoga move..basically criss-cross apple sauce), then kicked, jumped, and stuck its cute little tongue out! Then it proceeded to put its fist in its mouth, and then use its little legs to walk up the wall of my uterus. Great, my kid is already climbing the walls! Haha. It wasn't like a rock climber, just like it walked its feet up and was in an L shape. Unfortunately we didn't find out the sex, but we have an appointment in a week and a day to have our 3D ultrasound. Those really creep me out, but I'm still thrilled regardless. Oh, and we haven't scanned the pic of Bean putting his/her tongue out yet, but I'll post it asap.
So, as for me, the cranky mama, I am feeling pretty good health-wise, but crappy emotionally. It's exciting that I'm finally starting to show (but you can only tell if you see me a lot). I've lost weight in my face, arms, and upper sides, but my pants don't fit and I have a little pooch. Lol. I like to stick it out and rub it when I walk in public so people don't think I'm just a fatso. So emotionally... I've been super stressed with school, and super down. Hopefully now that school is a few days from being over I'll be able to relax and cheer up. I just need a day with my hubby with no worry that I have an assignment due or that I'm behind on a reading. Gah! UC Davis, I think our good relationship is coming to an end....feel free to kiss my big white booty.
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