You know it's bad...

You know it's bad when you need the toilet, trash can and kleenexes to contain all the bodily fluids spewing from you. 

You're welcome for that graphic description, by the way. 

Also, whoever the genius was who said "morning sickness" was only in the first tri or that a migraine is only a headache needs to show up at my house today. I have a set of dull scissors with his testicles name on it. 

17 weeks: Onion. Great, now I want a Blooming Onion.

My mornings: I have never been a morning person. I wake up every day tired. My college roomie used to sing when she was getting ready. My reaction was to plan ways to murder her. 

My nights: Last night I went to bed at 9. I woke up and 10 and proceeded to take a nap every 30 minutes until 4 am. An infant has been sleep habits than me. If I cry it out, will that help me go to sleep? 

 

How far along: 17 weeks, 1d

How big is baby: Skeletor is putting some meat on the bones and is now the size of an onion at 5.1 inches and 5.9 ounces. 

 

Weight:

Starting weight: 130

Total weight gain: 12

This week: 142

How I’m changing: I'm starting to get more of a prominent belly. And I think my boobs are growing again. The largest bra that I have isn't fitting as well. So it looks like I may have to go shopping again soon. 

What I miss: A good night's sleep.

Symptoms: My blood volume is increasing causing more moments of breathlessness and rapid heartbeat. 

 

Cravings: ALL. OF. THE. CARBS!!!!

Food Aversions: Nothing. 

Highlights this week: I got a hands free nursing bra for free. I paid S&H and its a nice little bra. I hope it works well! 

Maternity clothes: Yep. Wearing them more and more. 

Stretch marks: None.

Sleep: Ha. Stupid Sleep. My body hates sleep.

Movement: I feel some bubbles every couple days when I lay still. Nothing that I can identify when I'm moving around though. 

Gender: When I shop for items I am drawn to the girl stuff but I still feel boy most if the time. 

Labor signs: Nope. Way too soon.

Belly button: I will still be an innie for a while.

What I am looking forward to: My OB appointment will be Nov. 25. Then I will get the appt date for my anatomy scan. I can't wait to see the scan and make sure everything is OK plus find out the gender.

Milestones: Nothing too important right now but I was able to get DH to go into BRU with me. He looked so confused and basically told me to take my mom and SIL with me to officially register. His answers to what items to pick were based on cuteness and color. Oh and of course, price. To him, buying the cheapest thing is OK. He didn't understand the importance of some items over others. But at least he's willing to give me full reign over picking out things. 

And now for a visual...

16 weeks: Avocado

Remember those days when I actually updated this blog? Yeah, those were the good old days. Unfortunately, I keep thinking "No one cares that I ate a 1/2 bag of doritos and haven't pooped for several days" or "No one needs to hear anymore about how I haven't slept 3 hours straight in months" or "The only thing I want to blog about is food and then that makes me hungry. Great. Now I need to eat again."

Somehow, my mind completely forgot about the week 16 update. Nothing much has been changing lately. There is so much to look forward to but right now I am just counting the days away until the next milestone. So here's a quick 16 week udpate and then I will throw up the 17 week questions shortly. Kisses to all!

 

My mornings: I still hate mornings. Always have. Always will. I wish that I liked coffee. It might make waking up easier.

My nights: Pee. Sleep. Pee. Nightmare. Pee. Sleep. Luckily, I haven't peed in the bed yet so that's a bonus.

 

How far along: 16 weeks

How big is baby: Baby is the size of an avocado, about 4.6 inches and 3.5 ounces. Skeletor is growing eyelashes, hair and eyebrows.

 

Weight:

Starting weight: 130

Total weight gain: 12

This week: 142

How I’m changing: I'm officially looking pregnant the majority of the time now. The bloat belly doesn't disappear at night any more.

What I miss: A good night's sleep.

Symptoms: I've had some weird nausea and vomiting that has no warning. Thank goodness I have been in the bathroom both times lately, but it's like there is no feeling of "I may vomit?" It's like all of a sudden it just happens.

 

Cravings: SALAD! And mashed potatoes. And ALL. OF. THE.CARBS!!!!

Food Aversions: Nothing yet but smelling leftovers or old food makes me gag.

Highlights this week: DH told me I look pregnant now and it's getting obvious now in my clothing.

Maternity clothes: Yep. Wearing them more and more.

Stretch marks: None.

Sleep: Ha. Stupid Sleep.

Movement: Nothing but gas.

Gender: I feel a boy. It varies every day though.

Labor signs: Nope. Way too soon.

Belly button: I will still be an innie for a while.

What I am looking forward to: My OB appointment will be Nov. 25. Then I will get the appt date for my anatomy scan. I can't wait to see the scan and make sure everything is OK plus find out the gender.

Milestones: Making it another week. It feels good that it is going by so quickly. Some days it seems like it is going slow, but this week can be an example of how fast it is going because I didn't realize the week had passed and I hadn't posted the update. Whoopsie.

A post full of randomness.

It's official. My craving is definitely a southern friend chicken salad from my favorite local BBQ joint. The house dressing that comes with it could make a turd taste good. (This is according to my coworker and I am not about to challenge that statement.)

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Just when I think the powerful and overwhelming hunger pains have stopped, along comes a middle of the night moment when your body HAS TO HAVE 1/4 bag of doritos, bowl of frosted flakes and a large glass of chocolate milk. And by "HAS TO HAVE" I mean, I would have died from hunger within the middle of the night if I hadn't eaten at 2 a.m.

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I have 9 more night shifts to go before switching over to an 11a.m. to 11 p.m shift that will work better for future newbown and child care purposes. I am soooooooo excited to get off this rotating schedule.

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DH and I have been discussing names and there are only two that we can agree on. If the resident in utero is a male, he will be named He-Man. A little girl will be named She-Ra.

It seemed like appropriate names since he has been calling the baby Skeletor until we find out the gender. Since, I am not a fan of people offering their opinions on our name options, I think I may start telling people that He-Man and She-Ra are the real name choices. DH even offered up the name of Prince Adam as an option for realsies. Yes. I want my child's first name to be Prince. Sounds like a good plan. His rational was that Prince Adam could be his God given name of Eternia but he could be nicknamed He-Man.

This is all coming from a man who used to run around in his underwear and raise his little plastic sword aloft, and say, "By the Power of Grayskull..."

If you don't get that reference, then we can't be friends and GET OFF MY LAWN WHIPPERSNAPPERS!! Golly, I am old. Random fact: He-Man the cartoon came out 30 years ago.

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Our car seat fits both of our cars. Isn't that handy? Apparently, the Britax B Safe car seat has some issues with not fitting in smaller cars. The seat is 2 inches longer than most others meaning the baby can stay in the infant seat for longer. However, that 2 inches makes a big difference when your car has limited back seat leg room.

It felt kinda odd taking the car seat outside to test this out when we've got several months left before needing it.

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It's 5 a.m., I really wish the next shift's crew would get here soon. I have a coupon for Hardee's Biscuit and Gravy and the little Skeletor is getting HANGRY! 

15 weeks: There's an orange in mah bellah.

My mornings: There's been a new development: Morning headaches. But as long as they don't turn into migraines, then whatevs, I can deal with it. I did have a sick one last week and it was ridiculously painful and terrible.

My nights: Night starts at 5 p.m. Daylight savings kiss my patooie. I don't like feeling like it's time for bed at supper time. 

 

How far along: 15w,6d

How big is baby: Baby is the size of a orange and weighs about 2.5 ounces.

Weight:

Starting weight: 130

Total weight gain: 10

This week: 140. Holding steady at 140.

How I’m changing: Getting a little rounder and fuller in the belly.

What I miss: I miss sleeping. A lot. Plus running.

Symptoms: Headaches, more cramps, and my nose has some random spurts of bleeding.

Cravings: A salad with house dressing from my favorite BBQ place. I could eat three a week.

Food Aversions: Nothing.

Highlights this week: I bought a car seat at Babies R Us on clearance this week. Me and mom found it while on a shopping trip. It was half off and it was the exact one that I had been lusting over. It's a Britax B safe and I'm so excited that I made my first big purchase.

Maternity clothes: Yep. I am in them and loving them.

Stretch marks: None.

Sleep: I almost dread going to bed because I never know if my sleep will include waking each hour, peeing every other hour, insomnia or crazy, scary nightmares.

Movement: I keep feeling little bubbles popping when I lay still. I am hoping that it is movement. I can hear lots of movement on my doppler.

Gender: I think Boy. 

Labor signs: Nope. Way too soon.

Belly button: I will still be an innie for a while.

What I am looking forward to: My next OB appointment will be Nov. 25.

Milestones: Buying my first big item. Plus, I have started sharing the news with more people. We may eventually publicly announce soon. However, we may be the only people to announce the pregnancy with a birth photo since we are waiting so long to tell some people. :)

 

It's 911 calls like this that make us giggle uncontrollably.

Thank heaven for the genius who invented the mute button on our phones at 911. Because those magical buttons cover up so much laughter, gasps, and even tears.

Tonight, it was just laughter though.

I answered a 911 call from an elderly lady. She requested an ambulance for her 55 year old son, but wouldn't tell me what his complaint was. She kept repeating, "Just get them up here. I can't talk about it on the phone."

911: Is he in pain?
Caller: He's in his room moaning.
911: Can you go in there and ask him where he is hurting?
Caller: NO. Just get them here now. Something is wrong.
911: (long silent awkward pause is a secret way to get people to start talking. People will usually always fill the silence.)
Caller: It's ... He has a problem with his male organ.
911: Is it bleeding? Swollen? Stuck?
Caller: Nooooooo. Just get them here. (hangs up phone)

You can probably see where this is going. We predicted it when she wouldn't go back into his room, but Old Mama walked in on her adult son masturbating. Apparently, she thought his moans were cries for help.

Sidenote: Officers were sent because she mentioned that he was screaming at her earlier so we sent them just in case. The officer that was a smart ass to me earlier in the evening was dispatched to this call with no courtesy warning of what he was walking into. That will teach him to not piss off his dispatcher.

Pardon the mess. Everything is under Construction.

This site looks like a goat rodeo. A monkey humping a football. A pen full of chickens with the heads cut off.

Whatever you want to call it, this blog is a little discombobulated. (Apparently, spell check recognizes that as a real word. Who knew?)

Sorry for the mess. I am in the middle of redoing the design again. The last design was expiring soon and I haven't had much extra time to revamp everything so there are a few bugs here and there. Oddly, there were some random birds in the upper right hand of the design that took me an hour to get rid of. I honestly have no idea how I killed them but they're gone. Thank goodness.

When you combine night shift, medical emergency with a family member, and little to no sleep for an already tired dispatcher, you get one tired girl who can barely function. I don't even want to talk about what my house looks like. We're getting close to the point where Bella's shedded fur is going to morph into a third dog soon. There's already enough to knit Minnie a new sweater.

I hope to return to regular blogging soon. And, depending on when I give a mouse's hiney, I may try to fix the blog again in the future. Kisses on your heads!