A Good Check-Up

Today was the first day that I got to hear the baby's heartbeat! In the past two appointments, the doctor was unable to get it with the doppler and had to use the ultrasound machine (which was fine by us because we got to see the baby again!). But this time (a month since the last time) he had no trouble getting a reading, and the heartbeat is nice and healthy at 150 beats per minute.

Everything else was good in the check-up. I am slowly gaining weight, but because of the weight I lost in the 1st trimester, I am only just now up to my pre-pregnancy weight. He said it's fine, as long as I keep gaining. He estimated that I would probably only gain 25-30 lbs in this pregnancy. That's not too bad! Considering 7-8lbs of it will be baby, some of other baby-related stuff I'll deliver when the baby's born...so, hopefully, if I eat well, I may only have about 15-20 lbs to lose! That is a nice goal.

Otherwise, he gave me a flu shot and sent me on my way with my next appointment with him a month from now. I can't believe at that point I will be 5.5 months! As anxious as I am for the baby to come, it kind of seems to be going fast!

-Kim.

Kung "Pow" Kickin'

The Baby is getting stronger each day!

Yesterday, it was kicking on my right side pretty consistently, so much so that I could see it and feel it. Since it kicked me about 3 times in a row, I decided to see if I could have Michael feel it. So, hoping it would do it again, Michael has hid hand on my stomach and just waited a few minutes. After a few little kicks that Michael couldn't feel on the outside (but I could on the inside), it finally gave a kick hard enough for him to feel. How exciting!

Then today at my RCIA meeting, we were sitting around listening to someone give a talk when all of a sudden, the baby kicked REALLY hard. It actually startled me! I jumped up and said "Ouch!" Not because it hurt, but I guess more out of surprise than anything else. It was a pretty strong jolt and when it is unexpected....I guess it really got me!

So, the little one is getting a little feistier by the day. It's still weird, but it's neat at the same time. I'm glad he/she is lively and growing. As much as it is weird to feel, I'm always glad for it because that means it is alive and well!

Just another week and a few hours and we get our ultrasound!

Stay tuned!

-Kim.

When Ali Retires

Many dogs, as they grow older, weary of their owners insisting that they entertain them with endless tricks.





So a group of very smart dog programmers came together for a solution that satisfies everybody:





http://www.idodogtricks.com/index_flash.html



Ali, now you can rest and the show can still go on!!

Don't forget to ask the dog for a kiss at the end!!

Getting Weirder

Wow, this baby moving thing is definitely getting weirder. Normally it has just been little pokes, typically on my left side, but yesterday I was sitting in Mass listening to Fr. Michael's homily and he/she just went nuts. I suppose it had to turn around, but it was for a good ten minutes!! It actually tickled a little bit...I wonder what my facial expression was like as this little kid was doing gymnastics!!

In other news, Michael is starting to feel better, so that is good. He's been out with a viral infection for almost a week now, butI think he is slowly progressing back to the land of the living. As much as I hate to see him sick, and I really want to see him well, I do enjoy having him home so often...but I know that is selfish of me.

--Kim.

There's Something in There!

Just a few more weeks (actually less than 2!) until we find out of our little one is a boy or a girl. We are very excited!!

I used to be staunchly against this...I liked the whole romanticized idea of the big announcement taking place at the birth. But, now being pregnant, I see how easy it is to get excited about finding out, wanting to plan, or just plain ol' tired of calling the baby "it" or always having to qualify phrases with a cumbersome "his or her this" or "he or she that."

So February 11th is the big day!

They also have to check for any abnormalities, so I suppose it wouldn't be a bad thing to pray for us and the baby that everything checks out A-Ok.

Right now, the baby is really busy poking and prodding Mom. He or she (grr!) noticably made movements last Wednesday, and gave me a good solid couple of kicks on Thursday. Since then, each day I feel movement and today, they've been getting a bit stronger.

It's very cute because I noticed that the baby seems to move a lot more whenever Michael is around, and lately I've noticed it moves a lot when I talk to Michael on the phone. I know by now, the baby can hear things on the outside so it's no wonder it hears Michael's voice, but I think it's really cute that it seems to respond to him more than any other sound. In terms of talking to Michael on the phone, the baby probably feels a change in my heartbeat, or hears my voice that I'm happy to talk to him :)

We still can't feel movement on the outside yet...so I can't put my hand on my stomach or have Michael do that, and have us feel it. Just on the inside right now. It's kind of a weird feeling. I have to admit that for some reason I get worried a little whenever I feel it move because normally unusual things happening inside our bodies is a sign that something is wrong! It still takes me a split second to remember that it's a good sign and is supposed to happen.

I was trying to prod it and poke at it to see if it would poke back at me, or I could feel it better, but admittedly, I chicken out a little bit because I think I would freak out if I did feel something poke back at me...Ah! There's something in there!

First Post

It's obligatory for the first post of a new blog to explain why the blogger is adding this blog, offering some justification for creating it.

Knowing how cliche' this is, I therefore would like to forego this and not tell you my motivation for assuming others want to know what's going on in my brain.

Thank you for your time.

Wedding Dress Nightmare

Considering I'm not all that stressed about the wedding, I was pretty
surprised to have a mini-nightmare about it.  I'm working on this
Bible Camp (prayers please!) and am more stressed about that than the
wedding.

But this nightmare seems like it was a merging of the two.  Last
night, I dreamed that I was trying on my dress again, just to make
sure it still fit right.

I tried it on, and looked in the front and everything was great. I
looked behind me at the train only to discover that someone had
altered it and instead of the beautiful white fabric with beads and
sequins, it was multi-colored in the pattern of, well...a bandana.
Youknow that sort of semi-pasley pattern with swirls.  That was my
dress. Different colors, as if strips of bandana were sown together.

I guess it wasn't so bad, but I remember being really really
distraught about it, and couldn't figure out who did this to my dress
and I couldn't get a hold of the dress maker to have her fix it.  I
remember hopping on a bus, wandering aimless for help. I found a
church, sat down to pray and ate french fries.

Weird.

We'll see what turns up tonight!

NB

Join group to reply 8/4/07

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...

That's sad, but...

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...

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MB

Join group to reply 8/15/07

It wasn't me!! ;)

HAHAHHA!!!  Awww!!  That's so sad. I guess you eat french fries in
times of distress. ahhahaha...