Doctors, dreams and diets Oops...it's been awhile. Our wireless router is having some issues it seems, so I will update now...and it will probably be long, so bear with me please.
OK, had a doctor's appointment on Monday and everything seems fine and is on schedule. Shame that I really like this doctor too, since I will only be seeing her one more time before we move. She just recently had her second baby a few months ago, so it's nice to have someone that really has been there recently and can understand. Ian was home with William since it was nap time, so no ultrasound for viability. We scheduled that for Jan 7th at 3:30 and all of us will go! William was about that age when we went to see him too, so that's a nice week! My blood pressure is already down to 91/59 and I am now on a small bottle (8oz) Coke a day in the morning. Coke never tastes quite as good as when you are pregnant...I don't know why that is...but it really just hits the spot. And it makes me feel so much better by upping my BP even just a few notches higher. My uterus is measuring 6 - 8 weeks, which she said was normal for a second baby to "get bigger quicker". And I'm definitely feeling bigger quicker! I can barely button my pants in the evening...now I know most of that is food and water from the day, but man it's quite uncomfortable!
The dreams have started up too. When I was pregnant with William I had some of the most vivid dreams due to the crazy hormone rush. I had a few before we tested, but discounted it to the stress of selling a house and moving. But nope, it was hormones. My dream last night involved going out to dinner with Ian and ordering a beer. I drank it and then got mad at Ian for not telling me I was pregnant before I ordered it! Then I went to White Water with my childhood buddy Jeff Langston and then on to a hotel with my old friends Janet and Melissa Arrant (whom I have not seen since 10th grade). The hotel looked a lot like the one we stayed at in Toronto when we went up there our freshman year....Who knows? They just keep me entertained.
I remember having dreams about William's gender. I had two dreams about him being a girl actually. Then on the final dream I had about him, the doctor delivered a baby and Ian announced "It's a girl". The doctor cut the umbilical cord and pushed it in. Out popped weeny and the doctor said, Nope...it's a boy! All of my dreams about William were in the first trimester. I wonder if I'll have dreams about this little peppercorn (that's our nickname for the baby by the way) since I've been craving spicy and s/he is that size right now. My mom dreamed about both me and my brother. Just makes you wonder about a woman's intuition...
Food...that's already changed since we last talked. Back to the not liking vegetables again. Though I'm actually craving some at the moment.... I feel great in the mornings! Last time I felt bad. Now it hits me the late afternoon or if I've gone too long without eating. It doesn't have be a meal or anything...just have to snack every two hours so I don't get blah. Haven't really had any nausea yet, but it's early. Most of mine is whoozie (probably from my blood pressure) or just off when I'm not eating enough.
Still have cravings, but they are more specific this time around and now I have food AVERSIONS! And those change daily it seems. Tuesday night I made a small salad to go with my ravioli...couldn't finish it. Last night I got a huge taco salad with chicken and the works from MOE's...and I wanted more! Some of my old friends are still my standbys. When I'm not hungry, but know I need to eat something or I'll feel gross: Cheezits, peanut butter crackers, popcorn and Triscuits with cream cheese. Or if I've gone too long with out eating anything, those always put me right as rain in a matter of minutes. This bout doesn't seem to be as intense, especially since I've never felt the urge to throw up yet. And cinnamon gum is my gun of choice if I think smells or sights will bother me...like when I'm grocery shopping. No peppermint this time around.
Well, I think I've rambled on long enough. I need to start wrapping presents since little nutter butter is sleeping...oooh...nutter butters! I know where I'm going once he wakes up! |