I see pregnant people

I am pregnant.

Yes, finally, after 21mos of charting my temps, inspecting my toilet paper, mourning my 17 miscarriages (and one ectopic!), and hounding my calendar, I am finally pregnant!

Ok, long time, no post, I know. I don't even have anything crafty this time. I should, I have been crafting my little head off! I've been on bedrest for several days at a time. I've been crocheting a lot, because everyone and their brother (okay, my brother's SO) is pregnant. I am in dire need of YARN. Nothing fancy, some sport or worsted wool, or cotton...whatever is soft, and relatively smooth. I have three baby blankets, and two baby hoodies to make by October. I am also in the process of making this purse for myself (in pink), and my daughter is begging me for this sweater (also in pink, but I like her better in yellow, personally).

My daughter is getting on my last nerve, btw. She has this major Pretty Pretty Princess complex, and she is a royal pain in the ass! Charles and I have taken to singing, "Daddy, I want a goose that lays golden eggs!" quite frequently (she doesn't get it, altho she has seen the movie). Charles about had an aneurism at Borders yesterday, when she turned her back on us, and put her fingers in her ears, when we were explaining that we were at the bookstore for reading material, and not Beanie Babies.

Anyway, back to pregnancy and crochet. I have been spending my time hunting patterns, lazily working up blocks of this afghan, and winding my yarn into center-pulls balls with flat bottoms (all my 8 skeins of yarn, lol). I find that I frequently apologize to my mom in this blog. Today's apology: I'm sorry, mom. I really love granny squares. Seriously, this blanket makes the deepest parts of my soul smile :D

Charles seems to be quite fixated on baby names already. I don't mean fixated like it's all he thinks about; fixated like he brings it up more often than I am thinking about it, lol. We're pretty happy with the name Victor for a boy, so far. We've been talking for several months about naming a baby girl Caitlin, after my best friend of 10 years. I'm not sure, though...I don't quite know how I feel about naming a child after someone else =X My friend, Lyndsay, due in November, found out this week that she is having a boy. She is naming him Tristan. That's cool; I like that name, but I wouldn't use it for my child, so now we don't have to worry about naming conflicts ;) Lyndsay's baby is getting a blanket of this pattern (scroll to bottom), but in these much less obnoxious colors: . It's perfect, really. Lyndsay is going to give birth to a little rockstar ;)

My sister-in-law is pregnant, too. Well, not really in-LAW, since they aren't married, but, whatever. I haven't actually heard from her or my brother. I heard the news from my dad (who is doing better health-wise, worse life-wise). I think my SIL is kinda wrapped up in my nephew (recently diagnosed with autism), and the pg. I think my bro is just BUSY, with a full-time job, and being a full-time student...and having a crazy pregnant wife, and a small child ;) LOL Good lord, I don't know how he does it X]

I have two other friends that are pregnant right now, but they are both due within the next month.

I have been journalling. I haven't kept a journal since I was a teenager. When I was about 18, the diary I had kept since I was 8yrs old fell into the wrong hands. I still cringe when I think back to the embarrassment that caused. I still wanna cry when I think back to all those thoughts and memories I lost. Now, journals just make me feel vulnerable, but I am determined to document this pregnancy, and *Heaven forbid* should it end badly, our continued effort to breed.

Good things come to those who mate.


I had an ob appt today. It was un-eventful, but amusing. I ended up waiting there for almost 2 hours. I fell asleep a couple times, heh. There was a woman there that was pg, and she had a set of 19mo old twin boys named Finnegan and Oliver, and a 3yr old ds named Valentino. Super cute family; they made me happy (and briefly consider tubal ligation after this baby ;) Oliver bit Finnegan's toe, and there was much screaming. Probably wouldn't have been so bad had Finnegan had his shoes on, but alas, they were confiscated by mama about 20min earlier, when he kicked Oliver in the ribs.

I get Progesterone (sticky-baby hormone) shots every Monday. I mentioned to my dr that I've been itchy *down there* for the past couple days. She "assured" me that it was a common side-effect of the Progesterone. Hooray! I get to practice discreetly scratching my crotch for the next 5wks! ~.^

My dr is feeling very confident about this pg now. I apologized for my unkempt-ness; explained that I just can't seem to wake up the past couple days, that most of my bras are horribly uncomfortable now, and that the taste of my toothpaste makes me wretch. She was unnaturally happy to hear of my issues, lol. But, it's encouraging that she's so confident that I am actually pg =]

Perhaps the most exciting news to come from my appt today was that my dr gave us the green light to *get busy* again ;)

We went to dinner at Marie Callender's. I had a bowl of potato cheese soup, salad bar, cornbread, and a huge slice of double cream blueberry pie. Charles had a piece of meatloaf, and some mashed taters. Oh, I had some of his meatloaf, too. Then I came home, and polished off a box of Little Debbie's strawberry roll things.

Old wives say that if you crave sweets in your pregnancy, you should expect a girl.

I have determined that I need one of those silver allergy bracelets for my latex allergy. I myself forget about it at least once a day. I talked with the tech at the lab about that; about how I always forget, even though I have a fairly severe allergy. She said that it's really common in people that don't have instant allergic reactions. Something about the connection between the pain and the allergen not being subconscious, or instinct, or whatever. Idk. I just know that I've got an awesome husband, that always reminds me before every appt that I am allergic, and always makes big "latex allergy" signs for my door when I am in the hosp =]

I think I'm going to fall asleep now *yawn*