my fam...

Being knocked up makes me wish my family lived a lot closer... :(

Lactation Lingo

So, last night I had a nightmare that we brought the baby home and after we got home, I realized that the nurse forgot to show me how to breastfeed the baby. I was in a panic. I was yelling at the hubs to google it!

So, this morning, I started reading this book, Breastfeeding Sucks, that my lovely friend, Linz, bought for me. I was hoping that this book would ease my fears about breastfeeding, but with words like: clogged ducts, spewing from your breasts, nipple cream, nursing bras (like I mentioned before, Hannah Montana training bras are the closest thing to a bra that I wear...), saggy boobs, latch on, nipple shields, I'm thinking--ignorance is bliss?? Good thing I still have 7 months to get used to all this lactation lingo! Okay, time to read the chapter, "Booby Traps, aka Nursing Bras"... Help?

i love beans!!! well, sorta...

So, today, I went to the gym to lift some weights and try to get some of my strength back after being a lazy wimp for the past few weeks. So, I'm working with my trainer and he's making me do squats and dead lifts. No big deal...when you're not knocked up! Instead of focusing on my form and making sure I was doing the squat or lift correctly, I was trying my hardest not to fart! Like I mentioned before, one of my symptoms has been frequent gas! This is not a problem that I've ever had before. In fact, I've never even farted in front of my husband! Tomorrow I'll be in the cardio room...which has a lot more fans blowing...

On a lighter (non-airy) note, I'm 8 weeks preggo today. Babycakes is the size of a kidney bean! Its tail should (hopefully) be gone by now and it's starting to form webbed fingers and toes! Sounds...cute? For those of you that don't know me, I hate beans. I hate beans more than anything in the whole wide world. More than global warming....more than accidentally passing gas...more than Miley Cyrus!! The sight of beans makes me very very angry! However, so many of the babycakes updates compares it to a bean! A couple of weeks ago, it was the size of a lentil bean. This week, a kidney bean. So, I guess I need to change my opinion on beans....for now. This week, I love kidney beans...as long as someone is NOT eating them in front of me! And if you do, I think I have free range to punch you in the face since I'm knocked up! (That's definitely NOT the hormones speaking...that's just my usual tone...)

dance moves like a....dad???

So, yesterday, the hubs was a best man in a wedding. Usually, if I have a wedding to go to, I always buy a new dress....no matter how many (new) dresses that I have in my closet (it's a disease). Well, I had 4 new dresses hanging in my closet that have never been touched. I had just planned on wearing one of the 4....tried on #1...couldn't get it zipped up past my boobs. Tried on #2...same thing. Tried on #3...again, same outcome. At this point, I was getting frustrated and started sweating, cussing and eventually almost crying. How could it be possible that I'm only (almost) 8 weeks along, and my dresses ALREADY don't fit?! WTF? So, I tried on brand new dress #4 and you could guess the outcome. I dug in my closet and saw a romper that I've never worn before and by the grace of God, it zipped up past my boobs. I always thought I wanted to have big boobs, but I take that back...give me back my training bra size chest!!!

So, at the wedding reception, I quickly realized that I would probably be the only sober one by the end of the night...not a position that I'm used to being in... My hubs got everyone to rally and get on the dance floor. This, of course, was after many beers and shots of Jager (ew...gonna puke just thinking about it....). The dj played some fast country songs that lit a fire in my husband's ass. His eyes got a wild look in them and he started getting crazy legs! It was like his legs were on fast forward! I even rubbed my eyes in disbelief! He literally could've cut a rug!! Then he started doing some "Elaine" dance moves...and I was mortified! I was especially mortified for the fetus in my belly! It's like I got pregnant and one of the symptoms that my husband got was dancing like a dad!!!! And today, he's hobbling around like a grandpa...

blueberry bush

So, I've been reading through every book, every article and listening to every woman that's ever given birth to another human being....I'm trying to prepare myself for all the changes that are about to happen to my body and to my brain. However, there seems to be a lot of missing info out there. Here are some of my pregnancy symptoms that I haven't found in any book or article:

1. I cried while watching Khloe and Lamar's wedding (which I've already seen at least 4 times)

2. I cried that Patrick Swayze was dead

3. I put soap on my toothbrush instead of toothpaste

4. I almost started crying in the car because Celine Dion was playing on my iPod

5. I had to unbutton my skinny jeans because my bladder was about to explode

6. I have gas...like, a lot

7. Vinegar vinegar vinegar! That's all I want!

8. I understand that babycakes is only the size of a blueberry, but I'm so bloated that I'm quite convinced the article meant blueberry bush...not blueberry...

asian chris farley baby?

So, a few nights ago, I had a dream that the baby was all white....it didn't look Korean at all. Then the very next night, I had a dream that the baby was all Korean...no Fager gene to be found. So of course, it got me thinking who the baby is going to look like! I'd like to think the Korean gene is pretty strong, but I'm not sure if it can compete with the Fager gene!

When looking at the pics above, it's clear to see that my husband, as a baby, resembled Chris Farley...this does concern me a bit. Does that mean my baby is going to look like an Asian Chris Farley? Another topic of concern is just how big baby Chris Farley was when he was born...over 11 pounds!! 11 pounds!!!!! And I'm 5'1" and 114 pounds!!! When I went to get my first ultrasound the other day, I should've went ahead and scheduled my c-section...

here's the proof! but i still need a pee stick intervention...

Here's our little babycakes! It's the size of a blueberry and has a tail and paddles...hopefully he/she will grow out of that phase??

pee stick intervention please?

So, as I mentioned before, it was a pretty big miracle that we got preggo! During the month of April and May, I was pretty much peeing on a stick for a month trying to track my ovulation. On May 15th, I finally got a positive that I was ovulating...I didn't quite believe the pink lines, so I continued to pee on a stick. I talked to my doctor and she said, "Ummmm...why are you still peeing on a stick? You already had a positive ovulation. You can stop now." Sure, she's a doctor, went to med school and probably can play the cello and write poetry....but I didn't believe her or the pee stick. So, I continued to pee on a stick. But then it went from being addicted to peeing on an ovulation stick to peeing on a pregnancy stick...and up until today, I still feel like I should be peeing on a stick every time I sit on a toilet... Do you think Candy Finnigan can help?

my friends made me...

So, I was gabbing with two of my close girlfriends tonight and actually broke the news to one of them that my husband and I were going to have a baby....that I was knocked up! After I began to tell them my symptoms, stories and problems, they talked me into keeping a blog about my trials and tribulations of being a knocked up woman and being unemployed. Doesn't sound too spectacular, but they seemed to think my stories were pretty funny...so, here we go!

As of 21 days ago, the hubs and I figured out I was knocked up. Sure, we're super duper excited, but really didn't expect it to happen this quickly... Why you ask? Well, I never really had a period which meant I never really ovulated which means that it's a pretty big miracle that we got pregnant so soon...er, at all! But apparently Clomid is the miracle drug! I'm pretty sure it could bring someone back from the dead! Got a migraine? Pop some Clomid! Have to get your foot amputated? Take a couple Clomids on a full stomach! So, as of today, I'm 7 weeks and 5 days preggo...