Really sad News As much as I don't want to put this in, it is a part of life and does deserve it's spot in the journal. My father-in-law was diagnosed with lung cancer one year ago. (He told us last Valentine's day.) Through the time afterwards he has been on chemo and radiation treatments. About three months ago the doctors said he was cancer free now.
On the day before Valentine's day he told us the cancer had come back twice as vicious and was now attacking his liver. He had maybe three months to live.
The baby isn't born until june and he'll be lucky to see may. He might never see his little granddaughter...
My husband takes it one day at a time as does the rest of the family.
It just seems...wrong. Every day I get bigger and Abby Mae Ray moves more the closer his time is coming. The closer it is to the wonderful birth the closer it gets to my father-in-law's end.
On March 2 I will travel up to his father's small town for five days then he, my husband and I will come back to Texas for a little while. Then, his brother, his wife and their two kids will come up for a little while and bring him back...
Besides the apparent lack of room. (Two bedrooms. One is a nursery now with only one bed still residing it. The other is my husband and I's bed. ) I know this will be a bit stressful. I do have anxiety disorder but I've managed to deal with it really well. So many people around so little space and being so pregnant?
Plus I'm already getting heat flashes when it's just 30. How much hotter will it be in March? And I'll have to say goodbye to my couch obviously. (I get about 70% sleep on it and 30% on the bed.) Meaning I'll be zombified out...
I have a feeling while dealing with everything my own health is going to go down the drain but I don't really know.
Unless my health gets really bad though I've got to put my father in law first again. I remember last time he visited it was summertime and he STILL turned the heater on. I was barely beginning my pregnancy and seeking shelter outside to find coolness.
Now I get hot flashes when it's freakin' 30 degrees outside.
Pregnant woman, two kids, husband, wife, husband and a dying man.
It feels like life is being so extra cruel right now...
2008-02-08 (22 weeks)
It's a.... The second ultrasound was twice as hard because not only did I have to 'hold it' but I had to go to the business office FIRST making us late for our appointment! (New dumb procedure they started. Service then charge? Nah, let's get the money NOW.) So I had to wait an extra 20 minutes before the doctor could see me again. Luckily, it was well worth it!
The ultrasound was so much more clearer this time since the baby had grown. We even found out we're supposed to be having a baby girl! You could see her heart, her legs, her hands, she even rolled during the ultrasound.
Her face is a bit hard to see because she kept blocking it with her hands. Still, I got a fairly good pic of her in the photo album.
2008-01-25 (20 weeks)
Hunt for the perfect crib. Things have been pretty quiet lately. I've gotten a bit bigger but not too much yet. The most exciting thing now is we have a crib! A crib and a changing dresser, both very beautiful! There was another couple that also wanted the crib and dresser but I beat them to it.^.~ I had straight cash and they even helped deliver it.
So I'm excited! We now have a beautiful oak crib in the house. Now once we find out whether it's a girl or boy we can start buying things for it. Our next appointment is on the 30th of this month and hopefully the doctor will FINALLY schedule an ultrasound. I want to know if it's a boy or a girl, I really do!
2008-01-08 (17 weeks)
The Baby's Subway Adventure Last night after my husband came home we headed for the store to gather stuff for Artichoke Chicken the next night. We we're going to have something quick since he came home later than usual but I wanted a sandwich of some sort for tonight. We could have eaten at the deli but those are always more questionable. We decided to eat over at Subway. (Healthy fast food, you can't beat that!)
On the way there though, we hit a pothole. Now I don't mean a pothole I mean a POTHOLE. You know, the kind where you all just went for a hard bouncing trip?
My husband asked me if I was fine and I felt just fine.
But well, guess who decided they needed to start to move? He/She doesn't move that often, I feel them at night every once in a while but nothing major. Well this pothole must have woke them up because they were bugging me all the way into Subway! He/She didn't stop 'feeling frisky' until I finally came home and sat down to eat.
We'll remember not to take that dang road again!
Oh yes! Here's a 17 week pic of me. It looks better in the photo album though.
You could see her heart, her legs, her hands, she even rolled during the ultrasound.
