Friday, October 30, 2009
12 weeks plus
Wow, we are way behind the times this pregnancy! I'm officially 12 weeks and 5 days, and we haven't taken my belly photo yet. I have a feeling this will be a continuing trend...
My 12 week appointment was this morning and everything went fine, all 30 seconds of it! I heard Baby's heartbeat for the first time, in the 150's. We didn't hear Harry's heartbeat at my 12 week appointment, and I had an ultrasound as a result. I didn't gain any weight in the past 4 weeks, but that evened out the 8 lbs I gained in the first 8 weeks!! I blame that on my inactivity during Wicked!
I was also lucky enough to be at the clinic on a day they received 400 H1N1 vaccines, so I stayed and got immunized. No waiting for me! :)
I'm feeling great. Happy to hear the heartbeat, because I really don't feel pregnant otherwise! I'm starting to show though!
Welcome to the new blog! We've officially made the public announcement!
My 12 week appointment was this morning and everything went fine, all 30 seconds of it! I heard Baby's heartbeat for the first time, in the 150's. We didn't hear Harry's heartbeat at my 12 week appointment, and I had an ultrasound as a result. I didn't gain any weight in the past 4 weeks, but that evened out the 8 lbs I gained in the first 8 weeks!! I blame that on my inactivity during Wicked!
I was also lucky enough to be at the clinic on a day they received 400 H1N1 vaccines, so I stayed and got immunized. No waiting for me! :)
I'm feeling great. Happy to hear the heartbeat, because I really don't feel pregnant otherwise! I'm starting to show though!
Welcome to the new blog! We've officially made the public announcement!
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Facebook statuses I can't post
Jillian...
"is nauseous!"
"is feeling the nauburn again."
"has sore boobs."
"is tired...again."
"is definitely suffering from baby brain." (This one refers to the day I got to Homemaker's Furniture, went to the bathroom, and looked down at my feet to discover a black shoe on one foot and a brown shoe on the other. They had different heel heights, so I had to limp around the store and pray that nobody noticed my lack of fashion sense.)
"wishes she had a doppler machine so she could hear the baby's heartbeat any time I wanted!"
"is ok with ice cream again."
"is nauseous!"
"is feeling the nauburn again."
"has sore boobs."
"is tired...again."
"is definitely suffering from baby brain." (This one refers to the day I got to Homemaker's Furniture, went to the bathroom, and looked down at my feet to discover a black shoe on one foot and a brown shoe on the other. They had different heel heights, so I had to limp around the store and pray that nobody noticed my lack of fashion sense.)
"wishes she had a doppler machine so she could hear the baby's heartbeat any time I wanted!"
"is ok with ice cream again."
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Baby's first photo shoot
Here's Baby Camwell, version 2.0, at 9 weeks.
I had my 8-week appointment on October 2, and sure enough, they scheduled me for an ultrasound the following week to confirm my due date.
I was pretty much bang on my estimated due date of May 10. The doctor has May 8 as the "official" date. We had the first ultrasound for Harry when I was at least 3 weeks further along. What a difference. In his, you could see a definite baby shape. For this one, I had to ask which side was the head. (The left side of the photo, in case you're wondering yourself!) Oh, a mother's love! I love my little blob/peanut-shaped baby!
11 weeks...almost time for the unveiling of this blog! A few more people need to hear from me personally first though!
Monday, October 12, 2009
First trimester is in the pits
I find it very amusing that both my pregnancies have involved some time in an orchestra pit for musicals. With Harry, I was nine months pregnant (2 weeks from my due date!) and playing one full week with "Camelot". I had timed the dialogues, and when I wasn't playing, if there was more than five minutes, I'd waddle out of the pit and use one of the stars' dressing rooms (usually Lancelot's) backstage. I didn't have time or energy to run up the stairs and use the musicians' bathroom.
This pregnancy, I am spending a good chunk of my first trimester playing in the pit orchestra for "Wicked". I'm actually feeling great. Don't need to use the bathroom very often, breathing is ok, reeds...well, can't be perfect. I did have one moment last night where I felt shaky, a little faint, and a little queasy, but it was because it was so darn hot down there! I finished all my water and had to get up and get some more during a dialogue section. I'm having fun though!
I guess if I want to get pregnant again, the thing to do is accept a playing gig with a musical!
This pregnancy, I am spending a good chunk of my first trimester playing in the pit orchestra for "Wicked". I'm actually feeling great. Don't need to use the bathroom very often, breathing is ok, reeds...well, can't be perfect. I did have one moment last night where I felt shaky, a little faint, and a little queasy, but it was because it was so darn hot down there! I finished all my water and had to get up and get some more during a dialogue section. I'm having fun though!
I guess if I want to get pregnant again, the thing to do is accept a playing gig with a musical!
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Symptoms at 6 weeks
"Now" ("Then" in brackets)
Sore breasts (don't remember this one last time)
Nausea (yes)
Hungry all the time! (yes)
Need to pee all the time (yes)
Tired (yes)
Bad skin (don't think so last time--boo, baby! Let's hope this is only a passing phase!)
Weight gain (um, this early? no! I'm not supposed to look pregnant yet, and I'm finding that I have to suck it in a lot!!)
I know this is pretty much impossible, but a couple times I've felt as though I've felt little twinges of...something. Like when I first felt Harry move. Very odd, and this would only be possible if I'm further along than I've estimated. I wouldn't be surprised if, based on the info I give the nurse at my first visit, if they suggest an ultrasound to get an accurate due date. Only a couple weeks to go!
Sore breasts (don't remember this one last time)
Nausea (yes)
Hungry all the time! (yes)
Need to pee all the time (yes)
Tired (yes)
Bad skin (don't think so last time--boo, baby! Let's hope this is only a passing phase!)
Weight gain (um, this early? no! I'm not supposed to look pregnant yet, and I'm finding that I have to suck it in a lot!!)
I know this is pretty much impossible, but a couple times I've felt as though I've felt little twinges of...something. Like when I first felt Harry move. Very odd, and this would only be possible if I'm further along than I've estimated. I wouldn't be surprised if, based on the info I give the nurse at my first visit, if they suggest an ultrasound to get an accurate due date. Only a couple weeks to go!
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Positive!
I dug out the prescription Progesterone pills and got ready to take them. I got out the pregnancy test. I looked at my chart and counted back to when I might possibly have ovulated. 18 days. I actually psyched myself up to take the pills. I said to myself, "just take the test, and if it's negative, at least you'll know it's likely accurate, then we can get this show on the road!" Um, yeah, so the test was positive! I was truly expecting to see one line, and my exact words upon seeing the second (though fainter) line were: "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!!" If I really think about it now, two days later, those are the same words. I am pregnant! I am pregnant without the help of any drugs whatsoever!!
So, my "just-in-case" waiting game of a teensy-weensy chance of being pregnant, and thus not taking the progesterone, turned out to be a good call! Although when I think about it, your progesterone level rises after ovulation, so I doubt it would've made any difference.
When I became pregnant with Harry, I rushed out to a sleeping Dave and held the stick up in front of his face. He woke up to this stick, looked up at me, looked at the stick, back at me, and said, "are you pregnant?" This time, Dave was out of town!! This was Thursday, September 3 at about 10am. Harry was at Wee Care, and Dave wouldn't be home from North Dakota until 4:30pm. I would be teaching until 5:30, then Dave would have to leave to listen to auditions at Simpson. How could I possibly wait that long?! I thought of some fun ways to tell Dave, including getting a babysitter for the following night, taking him out to dinner and telling him then. Couldn't wait that long. I ended up telling Harrison first! I said, "Harry, you are going to be a big brother! Can you say, 'big brother'?" and he chirped, "big brother!" "Can you say, 'little brother'?" "Little brother!" "Can you say, 'little sister'?" "Little sister!" It made me happy.
The way I told Dave was this: I took a photo of the stick! Ick factor...well, I didn't save the stick!!! After I finished teaching, Dave got his jacket on to go to school, and I said, "Wait! I want to show you some cute photos I took of Harrison!" He scrolled through the photos on our camera (I wasn't lying, there were some great ones from that day), and when he got to this one, he got a confused look on his face...
He said, "what's this?" I wouldn't answer, I just smiled. He said, "Are you pregnant?" (Um, same words as last time!) And I said to Harry (sitting in his high chair), "Can you say, 'big brother'?" and Harry told Dave he was going to be a big brother. :)
Of course, then Dave had to rush off for auditions with this earth-shattering news laid at his feet. :0
I don't think it's hit me yet. Except for the symptoms. I wondered this last time too: am I just feeling psychosomatic symptoms, or am I truly nauseous, hungry and very tired? Thank goodness Dave is back in town, because I really needed a nap this afternoon. I think I'll be napping every day when Harry naps. Sorry, house. You won't be clean for a while. I called my OB-GYN to schedule an appointment, and of course the receptionist couldn't really figure out what to put down as the start date of my last cycle. If they went with June 24, my actual start date, the due date would be March 31, 2010! Uh, yeah right! I told her I'd ovulated around August 14, and in the end, I just said, "Put down August 1 as my last start date." With that date, my due date would be May 11, 2010 (Dave's dad's birthday), making me 4 weeks and 5 days pregnant now. I found a good online calculator if you do chart your ovulation and luteal phase: Due Date Calculator That gave me an estimated due date of May 10. I have my nurse visit on October 1--my "8" week appointment. I remember that seemed so far away when I was pregnant the first time. We'll see what they say then, but I have a feeling I'll be given an ultrasound on the early side to confirm a due date!
Fun stuff: At four weeks, my baby is now the size of a poppy seed!! Crazy!! Click to see a photo slideshow of gestational growth. (Not mine, really!)
Happy times...except not being able to tell anyone yet!! I really want to tell our family and close friends, but we'd like to tell parents in person, and both sets of grandparents (minus my dad) will be here in a few weeks! My mom is first, then Dave's parents. We'll have to tell my dad over the phone while my mom is here. I don't want to tell friends before family. Soooooo hard!!!
So, my "just-in-case" waiting game of a teensy-weensy chance of being pregnant, and thus not taking the progesterone, turned out to be a good call! Although when I think about it, your progesterone level rises after ovulation, so I doubt it would've made any difference.
When I became pregnant with Harry, I rushed out to a sleeping Dave and held the stick up in front of his face. He woke up to this stick, looked up at me, looked at the stick, back at me, and said, "are you pregnant?" This time, Dave was out of town!! This was Thursday, September 3 at about 10am. Harry was at Wee Care, and Dave wouldn't be home from North Dakota until 4:30pm. I would be teaching until 5:30, then Dave would have to leave to listen to auditions at Simpson. How could I possibly wait that long?! I thought of some fun ways to tell Dave, including getting a babysitter for the following night, taking him out to dinner and telling him then. Couldn't wait that long. I ended up telling Harrison first! I said, "Harry, you are going to be a big brother! Can you say, 'big brother'?" and he chirped, "big brother!" "Can you say, 'little brother'?" "Little brother!" "Can you say, 'little sister'?" "Little sister!" It made me happy.
The way I told Dave was this: I took a photo of the stick! Ick factor...well, I didn't save the stick!!! After I finished teaching, Dave got his jacket on to go to school, and I said, "Wait! I want to show you some cute photos I took of Harrison!" He scrolled through the photos on our camera (I wasn't lying, there were some great ones from that day), and when he got to this one, he got a confused look on his face...
He said, "what's this?" I wouldn't answer, I just smiled. He said, "Are you pregnant?" (Um, same words as last time!) And I said to Harry (sitting in his high chair), "Can you say, 'big brother'?" and Harry told Dave he was going to be a big brother. :)
Of course, then Dave had to rush off for auditions with this earth-shattering news laid at his feet. :0
I don't think it's hit me yet. Except for the symptoms. I wondered this last time too: am I just feeling psychosomatic symptoms, or am I truly nauseous, hungry and very tired? Thank goodness Dave is back in town, because I really needed a nap this afternoon. I think I'll be napping every day when Harry naps. Sorry, house. You won't be clean for a while. I called my OB-GYN to schedule an appointment, and of course the receptionist couldn't really figure out what to put down as the start date of my last cycle. If they went with June 24, my actual start date, the due date would be March 31, 2010! Uh, yeah right! I told her I'd ovulated around August 14, and in the end, I just said, "Put down August 1 as my last start date." With that date, my due date would be May 11, 2010 (Dave's dad's birthday), making me 4 weeks and 5 days pregnant now. I found a good online calculator if you do chart your ovulation and luteal phase: Due Date Calculator That gave me an estimated due date of May 10. I have my nurse visit on October 1--my "8" week appointment. I remember that seemed so far away when I was pregnant the first time. We'll see what they say then, but I have a feeling I'll be given an ultrasound on the early side to confirm a due date!
Fun stuff: At four weeks, my baby is now the size of a poppy seed!! Crazy!! Click to see a photo slideshow of gestational growth. (Not mine, really!)
Happy times...except not being able to tell anyone yet!! I really want to tell our family and close friends, but we'd like to tell parents in person, and both sets of grandparents (minus my dad) will be here in a few weeks! My mom is first, then Dave's parents. We'll have to tell my dad over the phone while my mom is here. I don't want to tell friends before family. Soooooo hard!!!
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