i got kinda bored today, so decided to take my 11 1/2 week picture myself. no, i'm not sticking my tummy out. that's all the fat that my baby is kicking out of the way! favourite jeans a little uncomfortable...
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
things that currently excite me
1. i have chocolate chip cookies baking in the oven and they smell HEAVENLY! (never mind the fact that they came out of a tube of pre-made cookie dough, which goes against pretty much everything mennonite within me. they were, however, divinely easy to make. we'll see if josh notices a difference)
2. the plumeria plant that josh bought for me in hawaii last year has, like me, gotten pregnant and is finally producing leaves and one, tiny little flower bud! it still isn't much to look at compared to the plumeria trees we've seen, but i am still mighty proud.
3. yellow nectarines were on sale for 99c/lb at the grocery store today. i loaded up and they are super sweet. may have to make another trip there soon as i'm finding it hard to resist eating them constantly.
4. i have just today met 2 kindred pregnant bloggers via blog world. one lives in toronto and is due the day before me(!) and the other one lives in scotland(!) and is due a few months before me. there's just something about finding other women going through the same thing at the same time. helps me feel more normal.
5. the horrible burn that turned into peeling skin has FINALLY become the golden tan i originally planned for. it disguises the cellulite on my thighs very nicely, which has inspired me to prance around in my underwear more freqently, which is wonderful when it's so blooming hot out. (no worries, i only prance about indoors.)
6. only 3 1/2 more weeks until my friend christy comes to visit!
7. only 5 1/2 more weeks until my mom and dad come to visit! (and my mom has promised to make us roll kuchen!!)
8. at this very moment i am happily muching on baby carrots and do not feel the slightest bit nauseous. mind you, this could change at any moment, but right now i feel GREAT.
2. the plumeria plant that josh bought for me in hawaii last year has, like me, gotten pregnant and is finally producing leaves and one, tiny little flower bud! it still isn't much to look at compared to the plumeria trees we've seen, but i am still mighty proud.
3. yellow nectarines were on sale for 99c/lb at the grocery store today. i loaded up and they are super sweet. may have to make another trip there soon as i'm finding it hard to resist eating them constantly.
4. i have just today met 2 kindred pregnant bloggers via blog world. one lives in toronto and is due the day before me(!) and the other one lives in scotland(!) and is due a few months before me. there's just something about finding other women going through the same thing at the same time. helps me feel more normal.
5. the horrible burn that turned into peeling skin has FINALLY become the golden tan i originally planned for. it disguises the cellulite on my thighs very nicely, which has inspired me to prance around in my underwear more freqently, which is wonderful when it's so blooming hot out. (no worries, i only prance about indoors.)
6. only 3 1/2 more weeks until my friend christy comes to visit!
7. only 5 1/2 more weeks until my mom and dad come to visit! (and my mom has promised to make us roll kuchen!!)
8. at this very moment i am happily muching on baby carrots and do not feel the slightest bit nauseous. mind you, this could change at any moment, but right now i feel GREAT.
Monday, June 26, 2006
you know it's gonna be a hot one when...
...the thermometer says that's it's 80 degrees at 6:00 in the morning. (that's 27 degrees in canadian) i couldn't sleep with the fans just churning the same stale air at me, so i thought i'd get up and make myself a breakfast shake and do a bit of bloggage. the shake, by the way, was a bad idea. who knew that pina colada yogurt would be one of those things my stomach would refuse? ah well, there's always dry toast.
i know i promised an 11 week picture by now, but with both josh and i working all weekend, it just didn't pan out. i attempted to take a picture of myself in the mirror a la kristal, but while she managed to look elegantly natural, i look more like a bloated deer caught in the headlights. i think i'll just wait until next weekend when i'll be 12 weeks along, which is more of a milestone anyhow. i'm hoping and praying that on that day my nausea will magically disappear like so many pregnancy books claim it will. my baby is now the size of a large lime. the part i'm looking forward to the most right now is feeling the baby move!
did i mention that we got nearly an entire year's worth of photos developed from out digital camera? i'm trying not to let the sheer volume of them frighten me into putting off the task of organizing them into photo albums. that is the big number one on my to-do list for today. sprinkled amongst my other household to-do tasks are a few fun ones, like call leah and read the novel i just picked up from my latest favourite author. rarely is a gem of a book found just by chance. usually they are found through recommendation, or at least by reading the back cover. "when crickets cry" was picked up off of our overstock shelf at work and opened simply because the title appealed to me. the first sentence beckoned me to continue. by the end of the first chapter, i had tears is my eyes. i literally felt as thought a little girl with yellow ribbons in her hair had offered me an ice cold cup of lemonade and allowed me to sit and watch as the drama in her life unfolded. charles martin is not your typical christian fiction author. and i think that is a good thing. he is unafraid of using words and descriptions one may find graphic, though not a "dekker" type of graphic; he is only being real. not only does he have an amazing gift for words, he is also very friendly. he personally emailed a reply to my comment on his website within a day. "wrapped in rain" is the title of the book i'm currently reading and, only a quarter of the way through, i'm already fully in love with the characters and can't wait to dive back into the pages.
okay, pina colada yogurt still wreaking havoc. must visit toilet. later.
i know i promised an 11 week picture by now, but with both josh and i working all weekend, it just didn't pan out. i attempted to take a picture of myself in the mirror a la kristal, but while she managed to look elegantly natural, i look more like a bloated deer caught in the headlights. i think i'll just wait until next weekend when i'll be 12 weeks along, which is more of a milestone anyhow. i'm hoping and praying that on that day my nausea will magically disappear like so many pregnancy books claim it will. my baby is now the size of a large lime. the part i'm looking forward to the most right now is feeling the baby move!
did i mention that we got nearly an entire year's worth of photos developed from out digital camera? i'm trying not to let the sheer volume of them frighten me into putting off the task of organizing them into photo albums. that is the big number one on my to-do list for today. sprinkled amongst my other household to-do tasks are a few fun ones, like call leah and read the novel i just picked up from my latest favourite author. rarely is a gem of a book found just by chance. usually they are found through recommendation, or at least by reading the back cover. "when crickets cry" was picked up off of our overstock shelf at work and opened simply because the title appealed to me. the first sentence beckoned me to continue. by the end of the first chapter, i had tears is my eyes. i literally felt as thought a little girl with yellow ribbons in her hair had offered me an ice cold cup of lemonade and allowed me to sit and watch as the drama in her life unfolded. charles martin is not your typical christian fiction author. and i think that is a good thing. he is unafraid of using words and descriptions one may find graphic, though not a "dekker" type of graphic; he is only being real. not only does he have an amazing gift for words, he is also very friendly. he personally emailed a reply to my comment on his website within a day. "wrapped in rain" is the title of the book i'm currently reading and, only a quarter of the way through, i'm already fully in love with the characters and can't wait to dive back into the pages.
okay, pina colada yogurt still wreaking havoc. must visit toilet. later.
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
my baby is the size of a plum
just a quick post before i rush over to my in-law's to tape the england vs. some other team world cup game for my husband.
the burn that had turned into a lovely tan has now turned into a not-so-lovely shedding of skin. i'ts as if my entire chest and belly is one giant peel-off mask. i'm trying to resist the temptaion to pick, but it's really hard when there are actually sheets of skin just hanging off of me. yeah, it's pretty gross and i would take a picture, but i don't think any picture of my chest or belly would be appropriate to post on the internet.
speaking of bellies, i got some great wife-beaters at target that are super long so that i can layer them under my clothes when my belly gets big so it doesn't peek out. i also love wearing them now cuz they're not so tight as my other clothes. josh and i had a fun father's day together. i bought him a tiny san diego padres jersey...had wanted to get "Stew" printed on the back, but ran out of time. we had a fancy lunch at costco while getting over 200 digital pictures developed FINALLY and went shopping.
re. your questions about the ultrasound, this early on, i'm pretty sure that the baby is so small that an external ultrasound wouldn't pick up the baby's heartbeat. (anyone, correct me if i'm wrong on this) i also think it's easier to detect and see the baby, since he's so small right now. it really wasn't that bad, the instrument they used was no bigger than a tampon, plus i didn't have to have a full bladder, which was nice. i certainly feel different about our baby since seeing him on thursday. it's also nice to know how many we have, that he's in the right place, etc. takes a lot of worries away. i will continue to call the baby a "he" until we find out the gender. i figure it's nicer to call it a he and find out it's a girl, than to call it a "she" and then find out it's a boy, don't you agree? i do have a strong gut feeling about whether it's a girl or a boy, except i'm not telling.
i get to watch josh play baseball tonight. and i get to wash my car today...without a white shirt on :) better get going. 11 week picture to be posted soon...
the burn that had turned into a lovely tan has now turned into a not-so-lovely shedding of skin. i'ts as if my entire chest and belly is one giant peel-off mask. i'm trying to resist the temptaion to pick, but it's really hard when there are actually sheets of skin just hanging off of me. yeah, it's pretty gross and i would take a picture, but i don't think any picture of my chest or belly would be appropriate to post on the internet.
speaking of bellies, i got some great wife-beaters at target that are super long so that i can layer them under my clothes when my belly gets big so it doesn't peek out. i also love wearing them now cuz they're not so tight as my other clothes. josh and i had a fun father's day together. i bought him a tiny san diego padres jersey...had wanted to get "Stew" printed on the back, but ran out of time. we had a fancy lunch at costco while getting over 200 digital pictures developed FINALLY and went shopping.
re. your questions about the ultrasound, this early on, i'm pretty sure that the baby is so small that an external ultrasound wouldn't pick up the baby's heartbeat. (anyone, correct me if i'm wrong on this) i also think it's easier to detect and see the baby, since he's so small right now. it really wasn't that bad, the instrument they used was no bigger than a tampon, plus i didn't have to have a full bladder, which was nice. i certainly feel different about our baby since seeing him on thursday. it's also nice to know how many we have, that he's in the right place, etc. takes a lot of worries away. i will continue to call the baby a "he" until we find out the gender. i figure it's nicer to call it a he and find out it's a girl, than to call it a "she" and then find out it's a boy, don't you agree? i do have a strong gut feeling about whether it's a girl or a boy, except i'm not telling.
i get to watch josh play baseball tonight. and i get to wash my car today...without a white shirt on :) better get going. 11 week picture to be posted soon...
Friday, June 16, 2006
baby stew's first photo shoot
obviously, we don't own a scanner and that has never bothered me until now. i so badly want to show off the most heartwarming pictures i have ever seen, but alas, taking a picture of a picture just doesn't do it justice. and then of course, ultrasound pictures never are as heartwarming to others as they are to the proud parents.
as cheesy as it sounds, i still get tears in my eyes when i remember seeing our baby for the first time. both josh and i had no idea what to expect. i think i was expecting a lima bean that just lay there. so we both gasped when the camera found our little sweetie dancing his heart out inside my womb, feet just flying about! once the camera zoomed in (it was an inter-vaginal ultrasound; not an external one) he lay quite still as the doctor measured him and he just kind of looked at us. we got to hear his heart beat, and even got a video of the whole thing! so he is about an inch long now, which made the doctor guess that out of our 2 possible conception dates, it was probably not until after we got back from england that we concieved. however, my due date moved from january 16th to january 14th! 2 days earlier isn't a big deal, but i think it's better than being pushed back 2 days. everything with both me and the baby look perfectly normal and we are thankful to God for that.
my sunburn has faded to a lovely shade of brown, all except for an excruciatingly tender spot on my chest. i am feeling much better now since i began taking a different type of prenatal vitamin, especially since the nurse told me i can take them before bed instead of in the morning. my jeans are getting harder and harder to zip up and i don't own a single pair of shorts that fit, not to mention bras, so josh and i are going to do a bit of shopping on sunday. i have definately been gaining weight...2 pounds in the past week alone!...and when i look in the mirror and just relax my stomach muscles, it's a scary sight to see how far i protrude already, especially when i know that it's not baby that's protruding, it's just fat being pushed out! soon enough it will go from being jiggly to firm and round.
speaking of josh, it's his 30th birthday today!! thankfully i get the day off, so i won't be rushing around like a whirlwind after work. strawberry shortcake is on the menu as are burgers, ranch style beans and a good game of horseshoes. a few people are coming over in the evening to celebrate with us...it should fun and hopefully relaxing.
thanks for all of the comments...glad to see you're checking out my blog, kim..you should start your own!
oh, and i wanted to mention that in no way has it been confirmed that baby stew is a boy. i use the word "he" to make it easier to type instead of he/she all the time. just to let y'all know. :)
as cheesy as it sounds, i still get tears in my eyes when i remember seeing our baby for the first time. both josh and i had no idea what to expect. i think i was expecting a lima bean that just lay there. so we both gasped when the camera found our little sweetie dancing his heart out inside my womb, feet just flying about! once the camera zoomed in (it was an inter-vaginal ultrasound; not an external one) he lay quite still as the doctor measured him and he just kind of looked at us. we got to hear his heart beat, and even got a video of the whole thing! so he is about an inch long now, which made the doctor guess that out of our 2 possible conception dates, it was probably not until after we got back from england that we concieved. however, my due date moved from january 16th to january 14th! 2 days earlier isn't a big deal, but i think it's better than being pushed back 2 days. everything with both me and the baby look perfectly normal and we are thankful to God for that.
my sunburn has faded to a lovely shade of brown, all except for an excruciatingly tender spot on my chest. i am feeling much better now since i began taking a different type of prenatal vitamin, especially since the nurse told me i can take them before bed instead of in the morning. my jeans are getting harder and harder to zip up and i don't own a single pair of shorts that fit, not to mention bras, so josh and i are going to do a bit of shopping on sunday. i have definately been gaining weight...2 pounds in the past week alone!...and when i look in the mirror and just relax my stomach muscles, it's a scary sight to see how far i protrude already, especially when i know that it's not baby that's protruding, it's just fat being pushed out! soon enough it will go from being jiggly to firm and round.
speaking of josh, it's his 30th birthday today!! thankfully i get the day off, so i won't be rushing around like a whirlwind after work. strawberry shortcake is on the menu as are burgers, ranch style beans and a good game of horseshoes. a few people are coming over in the evening to celebrate with us...it should fun and hopefully relaxing.
thanks for all of the comments...glad to see you're checking out my blog, kim..you should start your own!
oh, and i wanted to mention that in no way has it been confirmed that baby stew is a boy. i use the word "he" to make it easier to type instead of he/she all the time. just to let y'all know. :)
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
a lovely shade of lobster
i have always been a little proud of the fact that i tan easily. i was blessed with my mother's olive skin tone, which requires only a little time in the sun before turning a nice, golden brown. so far this summer, i've been too busy to be outside much, and my skin has remained canadian-looking white. so, when my cousin jennifer and her husband marc and their two kids carmyn and rowan came down from oregon to san diego for a visit, i was very ready to show off our lovely beaches. not only am i proud of the fact that i tan easily, i also have been known to say such things as, "oh, i really never burn. i've only burned once and that was when i snorkeled all day in hawaii without any sunscreen on my back." oh heidi, heidi. yes, my pride came before very large fall.
yesterday was gorgous; we couldn't have asked for a better beach day. the sky was clear, the breeze was cool, the parking lot at la jolla beach was nearly empty when we arrived. we quickly found a spot on the sand and spread out our beach towels while carmyn and rowan went chasing after sea gulls and dancing in the waves. i diligently spread my spf 9 sunscreen all over my body, and gave a long contented sigh as i lay back in the warmth of the rays. pure heaven. we were there for a few hours and i kept peeking under my straps to see what kind of color i was getting. i wasn't too impressed actually, as it seemed that dang spf 9 was keeping my skin the same shade of white. after the last sand castle had been built and decorated with sea shells, we traipsed our sandy bodies out to the car for the ride back home.
fast forward to about 5 hours later. i asked josh to apply the cold "green goop" as we called it to my tender skin. i took off my shirt and he just gasped. "WHAT DID YOUD DO TO YOURSELF??!!"oh yes, i was (am) quite the lovely shade of lobster. really REALLY bright and EXTREMELY painful. my forehead, nose, left ear, neck, chest, stomach and thighs are all very rosy and glowing and it feels as if someone has taken a paring knife and peeled off my skin in very thin layers. i could hardly sleep last night for the pain and this morning it felt even worse. and yet stronger than the pain of my burn, deeper than my wounded pride was my fear and guilt: what have i done to my baby? is baby stew now little more than a hard boiled egg? did those nasty uv rays penetrate deeper than my epidermis and give my unborn child skin cancer? oh heidi, heidi. why were you too proud to apply the spf 50 that jennifer so kindly offered?
i got to work this morning and tried to ignore the fact that every step i took caused my rather scratchy pants to rub against my burn. i walked rather robotically for about 2 hours and then, as i was putting cute little bookmarks on a display, i began to feel rather odd. peculiar was actually the word that came to my mind at the moment. i felt nauseated, but not the same kind of nauseated that i've been feeling for the past 4 weeks. i walked to the bathroom, locked the door, and promptly collapsed onto the ground as my head spun in a sea of stars. i came to just in time to start heaving the entire contents of my stomach into the toilet. all i could think of that entire time was "my poor baby" and "why didn't i use the spf 50?"
i called my doctor who confirmed that i am suffering from heat exhaustion and drove home (a little concerned about passing out again in the car) and am now drinking a LOT of water and eating grapes and peeing about once every 5 minutes. but i feel much better. oh, and my doctor also told me that the baby will not be harmed by all of this, but that i should take this as "a lesson learned." yes i shall. no more bragging coming from this mouth of mine. the next time i'm at the grocery store i will eat my humble pie while purchasing a large bottle of spf 50.
yesterday was gorgous; we couldn't have asked for a better beach day. the sky was clear, the breeze was cool, the parking lot at la jolla beach was nearly empty when we arrived. we quickly found a spot on the sand and spread out our beach towels while carmyn and rowan went chasing after sea gulls and dancing in the waves. i diligently spread my spf 9 sunscreen all over my body, and gave a long contented sigh as i lay back in the warmth of the rays. pure heaven. we were there for a few hours and i kept peeking under my straps to see what kind of color i was getting. i wasn't too impressed actually, as it seemed that dang spf 9 was keeping my skin the same shade of white. after the last sand castle had been built and decorated with sea shells, we traipsed our sandy bodies out to the car for the ride back home.
fast forward to about 5 hours later. i asked josh to apply the cold "green goop" as we called it to my tender skin. i took off my shirt and he just gasped. "WHAT DID YOUD DO TO YOURSELF??!!"oh yes, i was (am) quite the lovely shade of lobster. really REALLY bright and EXTREMELY painful. my forehead, nose, left ear, neck, chest, stomach and thighs are all very rosy and glowing and it feels as if someone has taken a paring knife and peeled off my skin in very thin layers. i could hardly sleep last night for the pain and this morning it felt even worse. and yet stronger than the pain of my burn, deeper than my wounded pride was my fear and guilt: what have i done to my baby? is baby stew now little more than a hard boiled egg? did those nasty uv rays penetrate deeper than my epidermis and give my unborn child skin cancer? oh heidi, heidi. why were you too proud to apply the spf 50 that jennifer so kindly offered?
i got to work this morning and tried to ignore the fact that every step i took caused my rather scratchy pants to rub against my burn. i walked rather robotically for about 2 hours and then, as i was putting cute little bookmarks on a display, i began to feel rather odd. peculiar was actually the word that came to my mind at the moment. i felt nauseated, but not the same kind of nauseated that i've been feeling for the past 4 weeks. i walked to the bathroom, locked the door, and promptly collapsed onto the ground as my head spun in a sea of stars. i came to just in time to start heaving the entire contents of my stomach into the toilet. all i could think of that entire time was "my poor baby" and "why didn't i use the spf 50?"
i called my doctor who confirmed that i am suffering from heat exhaustion and drove home (a little concerned about passing out again in the car) and am now drinking a LOT of water and eating grapes and peeing about once every 5 minutes. but i feel much better. oh, and my doctor also told me that the baby will not be harmed by all of this, but that i should take this as "a lesson learned." yes i shall. no more bragging coming from this mouth of mine. the next time i'm at the grocery store i will eat my humble pie while purchasing a large bottle of spf 50.
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
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