I've had several headaches. Several. And they haven't been too pleasant.
Usually escalating to a point of nausea and such pain that can only
bring me to tears and make me want to hole up in a dark room until I die
(because I can't imagine the headache ending any other way). But this
isn't new. I'm no stranger to headaches, but during pregnancy, when I
can hardly take anything for them, they are killers.
The OWT says that if you get several bad headaches while pregnant, you
are having a boy. I'm not sure if this counts for me because I'm not
getting headaches any more often than before. I just can't use drugs to
get rid of them. Either way, I'm giving this point to the boy team.
Girl- 3, Boy- 1
Saturday, August 2, 2014
Friday, August 1, 2014
OWT: Acne
This OWT is about acne. Apparently, if you have more acne while
pregnant, it means you are having a girl. If you have the same amount
(or less) than you did pre-pregnancy, then you are having a boy.
My acne is unbelievably bad for my normally clear skin. Annoying so. This means Girl.
Girl- 3, Boy- 0
My acne is unbelievably bad for my normally clear skin. Annoying so. This means Girl.
Girl- 3, Boy- 0
Thursday, July 31, 2014
OWT: Morning Sickness
The OWT says that if you experience horrid morning sickness, then
chances are baby is a girl. If not, boy. I have been nauseated without
fail since so early on (like 15-20 hrs a day until the last few weeks. Now it's about 1-4 hrs a day).
Therefore, I'm saying I've had pretty bad morning sickness so far, staying pretty annoying since I've entered the 2nd trimester, instead of going away (like the books
and websites say). This would mean that this OWT would be girl.
Girl- 2, Boy- 0
Girl- 2, Boy- 0
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
OWT: Heartbeat
One of the most frequently asked about Old Wives Tale is about baby's heartbeat. Over 140- Girl, Under 140- Boy
Winner of this OWT with a heartbeat of 169 (and 154 at last appt)= Girl
Girl- 1 Boy-0
Winner of this OWT with a heartbeat of 169 (and 154 at last appt)= Girl
Girl- 1 Boy-0
Monday, July 28, 2014
Baby update
Sorry that I shared the news and then disappeared. Everything is still going well (as far as I know). Baby seems to be growing as expected.
We will be finding out on August 14 if we should be buying more pink or if we should breakout some blue! I have put up a poll up at the top on the left hand side for you to leave your guess. I plan on posting blogs with my answers for some of those Old Wives Tales (OWT) you always hear about like I did for Selah. The answers for those were pretty accurate. It said She would be a girl and she is!
So keep your eyes peeled for some OWT posts and vote in my poll!
We will be finding out on August 14 if we should be buying more pink or if we should breakout some blue! I have put up a poll up at the top on the left hand side for you to leave your guess. I plan on posting blogs with my answers for some of those Old Wives Tales (OWT) you always hear about like I did for Selah. The answers for those were pretty accurate. It said She would be a girl and she is!
So keep your eyes peeled for some OWT posts and vote in my poll!
Tuesday, June 3, 2014
Sharing (Part 2)
Read Sharing (Part One) here.
It's true. I am pregnant. Finally. But, like all of my other pregnancies, this one couldn't just be easy.
I found out I was pregnant on Mother's Day. What a fabulous gift! This pregnancy would be it! This one would be normal!
Nope.
At my 6 week ultrasound, the tech saw the sack which measured correctly. However, she did not see the baby developing like it should have. It was nothing more than a "yolk" (her words) without a heartbeat. At 6 weeks, there should have been a heartbeat.
The doctor said with a look of sadness on his face that "it was still early" and that "we should wait to see at another scan in a week or so". I knew what that meant. I've already lost 4 other babies. He was just giving me a week or so of hope before my baby would be gone from me forever.
I went home in tears. My next U/S would be at 8 weeks since I was about to leave town for my niece's graduation in Florida. I quickly contacted some of the most reliable, most trusted people in my life who promptly started praying for me and for my baby.
I prepared my mind for the (assumed) fact that I was about to have another miscarriage. I cried. Oh, how I cried. I yelled at God. I even had several moments where my faith wavered. How could God be doing this to us again? I pleaded with God. I remember, the night before the ultrasound, absolutely poring my heart and soul out to God, begging him "Please! Please! Please don't let me lose another!" Verbally yelling this to Him. Then I just decided to give it all to Him. I kind of just gave up that night and said that this baby was His to do with what He wanted, no matter how much I wanted it here. I handed all of my fears and worries over.
I went in to the ultrasound room expecting to hear that the baby was officially gone. I had even made peace with that. But I was in for a shock.
As I stared at the ceiling waiting for the ultrasound to be over, I hear the tech say with shock in her voice "Everything looks great!" Wait... What? "Look. The baby is measuring right on track. There is it's little heart pumping away."
MY BABY WAS ALIVE.
Not only was the baby alive, but it's growth had caught up 100% and it has a strong heartbeat. They seemed as shocked as I was. As I am.
But you know what? I shouldn't be. God works MIRACLES. He works them all the time and I am proof. My baby is proof!
So yeah. I am currently almost 10 weeks pregnant, due New Years. I am announcing this early and I am one to know for a fact that things can change, but I want everybody to know about the miracle that God has done for us.
Because God is good. ALL the time.
It's true. I am pregnant. Finally. But, like all of my other pregnancies, this one couldn't just be easy.
I found out I was pregnant on Mother's Day. What a fabulous gift! This pregnancy would be it! This one would be normal!
Nope.
At my 6 week ultrasound, the tech saw the sack which measured correctly. However, she did not see the baby developing like it should have. It was nothing more than a "yolk" (her words) without a heartbeat. At 6 weeks, there should have been a heartbeat.
The doctor said with a look of sadness on his face that "it was still early" and that "we should wait to see at another scan in a week or so". I knew what that meant. I've already lost 4 other babies. He was just giving me a week or so of hope before my baby would be gone from me forever.
I went home in tears. My next U/S would be at 8 weeks since I was about to leave town for my niece's graduation in Florida. I quickly contacted some of the most reliable, most trusted people in my life who promptly started praying for me and for my baby.
I prepared my mind for the (assumed) fact that I was about to have another miscarriage. I cried. Oh, how I cried. I yelled at God. I even had several moments where my faith wavered. How could God be doing this to us again? I pleaded with God. I remember, the night before the ultrasound, absolutely poring my heart and soul out to God, begging him "Please! Please! Please don't let me lose another!" Verbally yelling this to Him. Then I just decided to give it all to Him. I kind of just gave up that night and said that this baby was His to do with what He wanted, no matter how much I wanted it here. I handed all of my fears and worries over.
I went in to the ultrasound room expecting to hear that the baby was officially gone. I had even made peace with that. But I was in for a shock.
As I stared at the ceiling waiting for the ultrasound to be over, I hear the tech say with shock in her voice "Everything looks great!" Wait... What? "Look. The baby is measuring right on track. There is it's little heart pumping away."
MY BABY WAS ALIVE.
Not only was the baby alive, but it's growth had caught up 100% and it has a strong heartbeat. They seemed as shocked as I was. As I am.
But you know what? I shouldn't be. God works MIRACLES. He works them all the time and I am proof. My baby is proof!
So yeah. I am currently almost 10 weeks pregnant, due New Years. I am announcing this early and I am one to know for a fact that things can change, but I want everybody to know about the miracle that God has done for us.
Because God is good. ALL the time.
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Sharing (Part 1)
Mommy and Daddy say I need to learn to share.
I'll share my toys with you.
Well, except my Anna doll
You can ride in the car with me.
I saved you a swing
I'll give you some of my eclair from Amelie's.
We can ride together in the cart at Target.
I'll even let you sit in my chair at the table. I left my veggies for you.
I have a chair for you to sit outside with me.
I'll even throw a ball to you!
Wait, what? Mommy and Daddy say I'll have to wait until New Years to meet you.
I'll be ready for you!
Baby #2 due New Years! We are so excited!
Be sure to read Sharing (Part Two) for more on our little Miracle
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