Little Caesars It Is!

Well guys, I’m pregnant again.  I’m only 6/7 weeks right now, so I won’t post this until after I have my first appointment, which is next week, and hopefully hear a little heartbeat.  (p.s.  I am twelve weeks+ now).

I’m only six weeks in and I’m already feeling like shit.  Mike tried to take me out to one more “nice meal” before I started the nausea, assuming this pregnancy is similar to my last 9 months of pure hell.  Eh, I guess it was really only 8 months. That was a blessing in disguise.

So we go to one of my favorite places Valley Kitchen in Valparaiso, IN.  The last time we were there, I had the BEST grapefruit martini.  So fresh.  This place prides itself on using locally grown food and fresh everything.  I can attest to this in their food AND drinks.  AMAZING.

Anyhow, I was ecstatic to try their new sweet corn linguine.  They change their menu a few times a month since everything is generally based on the local availability of produce/ etc.   So we split the order of linguine.  Well, guess what?  The sauce was tomato based.  I took one bite and stopped.  Mike knew immediately.  Luckily, we also tend to load up on appetizers here, so we had fried green tomatoes, and truffle/ Parmesan french fries – both were amazing.  I also opted to get the vegetable cream chowder – another good choice!  So, it’s not like I left feeling hungry, but it was disappointing to say the least.  Of course, I made sure we ordered something sweet in the end.  It was a blueberry tart – the crust was made with sweet corn (obviously, sweet corn is big in season right now!).  Wasn’t wowed by the crust (I love a good, buttery pastry crust), but whatever was inside was awesome.  Good thing my tummy still allows me my sweets.

So, I’ve only gotten sick once so far, but the waves of nausea…oh my goodness.  They just stop me in my tracks.  Like right this second, I had to get up for something.  My legs feel like Jello!   I have had terrible headaches as well.  I’m trying not to take much of anything, but when things get really bad, I do pop a tylenol.  Pretty much does nothing for me.  Man do I miss my Advil Cold & Sinus.  Stopped the headaches and the sinus pain immediately.  ::haha, only been sick one, ERRONEOUS::

I love how everyone says, “every pregnancy is different”….well this one is measuring up to be pretty much the same.  So far, at least.  ::at 12 weeks, still just as bad..each day sucks just as much as the one before, but it’s harder when you have a child under 2 that you are chasing around..this will for sure be the last child::


I have not yet missed taking my prenatal vitamin each day, or gotten sick trying to do so (the pills are HUGE).  I take them at night now before I go to bed, and I can still swallow the pills without gagging.  I want to say that at this point last year, I was already on the gummy brand.  What I was not aware of right away was that the gummy brand does not contain iron, so I eventually had to start taking iron supplements in my third trimester.  No biggie, but I’d rather get it all done in one pill swoop if possible.

Kenzie slept through the night last night.   Of course when this happens, Mike wakes me up in a tizzy at 11:30 throwing the pillows and blankets about like a madman.  He said, “There was a bug!”  – so he’s searching with his phone as a flashlight to see if he can find this bug that he swears he felt/ saw.  In the meantime, Kenzie starts to cry.  I told him not to move until she settles down.  Fast forward, Kenzie falls back to sleep, no bug is found, and I cannot sleep for the next two hours.  Figures.

Mike is off this week.  We are looking to put the house on the market (hopefully) this spring.  Probably just in time for me to deliver baby number 2.  He needs to dig up around the side of our foundation where we tend to get seepage if we get a crazy, hard rain.  Since you have to disclose all of that stuff, I want to get it taken care of so there is no longer a problem and we can say, “we haven’t gotten water in the past so many months after making these repairs to our foundation/ exterior”…this also means that dinner should be ready by the time I get home.  Fingers crossed for a good week.

I have my first doctor’s appointment on Thursday.  This is good because I can request my nausea meds.  Maybe we can find something that works this time.  This could also be good in the event that they are able to hear the heartbeat – fingers crossed.  Otherwise, we will need to wait until the ultrasound appointment.  Stay tuned!



Everyone Sucks.

Warning:  This is a pissed off, ranty post.  If you are in a positive mood and don’t want to ruin that, feel free to pass this over.  I won’t be offended.

First of all, I think the thing that all of this is stemming from is my continued sickness with this pregnancy.  Got sick again on Sunday and today.  We are officially at 20 weeks, hence this is pretty much bullshit.  I had a pounding headache for the entire day yesterday, and I had to go to venue-hunt with my mother-in-law.  Usually a fun time, but was not feeling it at all.  I pretty much don’t care where the baby shower is at this point.  Have it at a bar, for all I care.  Or Pizza Hut, where everyone gets their own personal pan pizza, like Book-It.  I would love that.  Too bad Little Caesar’s doesn’t have a dining room.

Now, let’s talk about work.  My old boss needs to come back immediately.  I am working with idiots now.  All of them.  Part of the reason I came back to this job was because of the person who was commissioner of my department.  It’s hard to find that kind of dedication and intelligence.  And now we are back to square one.  Whatever.

We just got a delivery of cookies for our department.  Since I am the only one here today (as is often the case), I am keeping these for myself.  Pregnant lady gets what pregnant lady wants.  Everyone else can suck it.  I will consider this my win for today.

My back pains are getting insane.  The pain goes all the way through to my ribs on the other side.  Just on my right side, though.  Whatever.    The heating pad is my go-to when I get home.  I should probably get one for the office and look like a super old lady.

50 minutes to go.  Then I get to go home and bake a new recipe.   Fingers crossed!!

I want hibachi style shrimp and some spicy sushi.

That is all.

9 weeks, 3 days

I figure I should start titling these posts with how far along I am, so I can look back on this and remember how terrible each week was 😉

So, my first doctor’s appointment is tomorrow.  I will be 9 weeks and 4 days along.  I have been reading reports stating that yes, you will be able to hear your baby’s heartbeat at this point, or no, you will not be able to hear your baby’s heartbeat.  So much back and forth.  I just want a nice, clean-cut confirmation that things are on the up-and-up.  The people who I could ask don’t yet know that I am pregnant, so there is no point.  Just wait and see at this time.

Today, by the way, SUCKED.

I woke up, knowing that I needed to eat something.  Walked downstairs and started up the toaster with a bagel.  Directly after I pressed down on the bagel lever, I had to RUN for the bathroom.  Oh yes, the lovely bile again.  SO GROSS.  I am certain that my throwing up sounds so gross that it probably makes others want to throw up, in return.  My husband always comes to check on me, asking if I am okay.  He is so sweet.  I probably look like the saddest person, with tears rolling down my face.  Does anyone else cry while throwing up?  It seems to be an involuntary thing for me.  Anyhow, I crawled back into bed, while he fixed me the rest of my bagel and got me some orange juice.  I started eating, and felt good finishing the bagel and orange juice.

Let me fill you in on something.  Drinking an acidic drink, such as orange juice, right after puking your guts out was probably not a good idea for me.  But, it sounded good at the time.  I needed something with a bit of flavor.  Well, that was STUPID.  I ate, I drank, and then I got up and promptly puked everything back up.  Stupid, stupid me.  I think I dislocated my jaw in the process.  Ugh.

So, the rest of the day has pretty much been a wash.  Luckily, we had no real plans.  I just laid on the couch all day, trying to slowly eat foods that weren’t going to disgust me.

Oh, and cooking anything in our house ends up being a real treat.  For example, my husband fried up some potstickers for his dinner, since I was not available to go shopping/ make him anything.  The smell was just excruciating.  I had to open up all the windows.  I can still smell it!  We tried making something in the crock pot over night a few weeks ago…BIG MISTAKE.  The smell permeated the whole house.  I nearly went out and slept in the car.

Okay, that’s enough of the gross update for the day.  Thanks for hanging out.  I am posting this in hopes of other women in my position googling symptoms and things such as this to make sure they are not alone.  It’s something that I do, and it helps me to sleep at night sometimes.

Anyhow, big prayers for tomorrow’s appointment, please.  I really, really hope that they can sense some sort of heartbeat!  I don’t like hanging out in limbo, and I’m sure bebay doesn’t, either.

What did I eat last night?! ::gross post – TMI ahead!::

Shit just got real.

I woke up this morning, feeling like crap.  Got in the shower.  About 10 minutes later, I had to promptly exit the shower, hair still sudsy.

A few seconds later, I am throwing up this nasty, extremely bitter, yellow liquid.  I have never tasted something so disgusting.  In my mind, I’m thinking, “What the hell did I eat last night?  How could it have turned into this nasty yellow liquid!?”   I had a burrito from Chipotle last night, and I definitely ate until I was full.  No way Chipotle could have produced this nasty liquid.

Upon further review and research, I learned that this nastiness I threw up is actually bile.  This is what happens when there is nothing left in your stomach.  Also, I was likely dehydrated.  It’s been really hard for me to drink water and keep it down, oddly enough.  I know I have to stay hydrated, but it’s so hard if water makes you gag!

Anyhow, it does make me feel slightly better that I am still getting some sort of morning sickness.  I read a terrible article on miscarriages and finding out for the first time at your first doctor’s appointment when they cannot find a heart beat.  How incredibly sad.  I couldn’t even imagine.  And then what?  They tell you that you will soon miscarry?  I just want to get through the first appointment with some confirmation.  I already feel guilty for celebrating so early.

Something else that is interesting – when I am sitting down on our leather couch and go to get up quickly, like I normally would, I often feel like I have pulled a muscle in my uterus!  OMG, I usually am hunched over from the pain.  It goes away pretty quickly, but it is crazy!  I’m sure child birth will be just like it – hahahahaha.

Taco Bell, please.

So, I’ve been told that you crave what you are deficient in, nutritionally.  Looks like I’m deficient in Taco Bell!  Hell yeah.  It is pretty much all I can stomach right now.  How weird is that?  I mean, I’ve always liked Taco Bell, but only indulged on a drunk evening here and there in the past.  Now, it’s all I can think about leading up to lunch.  A nacho cheese chalupa, a cool ranch dorito taco, and now, they’ve created the ultimate taco…a cool ranch cheesy gordita crunch.  Stop me now.  “Elizabeth, I’m coming!”  ::grabs heart::   (ode to Sanford).

Tomorrow begins week 9 of this shit show that they call the first trimester.  Otherwise known as the third level of hell.  “It will get better!”   “Oh, I never had morning sickness!”   “You will be so happy because it’s so worth it in the end when you have your baby in your arms!”   Okay, everyone can SUCK IT.  Those things are the exact opposite of what I want to hear right now.  Even if you have to make up the fact that you had some type of morning sickness to make me feel better about myself, you should probably do that.  Otherwise, there is a good chance we aren’t going to be on speaking terms much longer.

My sister-in-law sent me an email about going to get sized up for my bridesmaid dress by Thanksgiving.  I can’t wait to have that conversation with David’s Bridal.   “Um, yeah, so I’m going to be due right around the wedding date.  So I’m either going to be super huge fatty, or still huge fatty, but not as super.  What can you do for me?  Should I just buy two dresses and hope for the best?”   “No, the bride doesn’t know this information yet, so don’t mention anything about my dress size being a 35, please”

I’ve basically stopped caring about my job, in general.  I have all of these piles all over my desk.  I used to want to organize and condense.  Then, I realized that the woman who works directly under me is getting paid overtime to basically check her personal emails during work.  Since I am salary, I do not get OT.  At first, I got mad.  But now, I’ve decided to get even (plug First Wives Club).  I get to work as close to 9 a.m. as possible, and I am out the door at 5:01 p.m.   And I’m taking my full hour lunch now.  None of this “oh I am going to work through my lunch because there is just so much to do” business.  It’s a good feeling, that not caring.  Less stress for me, less stress for bebay!

My first doctor’s appointment is Monday.  I’m terrified because they might take blood from me, which is not cool.  Last time we tried that, I was so dehydrated that the blood wouldn’t flow fast enough into the little tube.  We would have been there for hours if the nurse didn’t make me chug a bottle of water.  Of course, I am also worried since I really want to hear the bebay’s heartbeat.  I’d feel much better knowing that something living in me was causing all of this pain and suffering.  Anyhow, I have many important questions for my doctor – they pretty much all have to do with food.  I have read in random places that I cannot eat certain things, but they are all things that I love, so I am hoping she will say the famous, “anything in moderation”….such as:   ‘Can I eat fried hot dogs?’  (this is a biggie for a certain vacation I’m going on soon), and ‘Can I please eat a sandwich?  Just one?!’   Clearly, my OBGYN will know where my priorities are.

I just have a feeling that I’m not going to be one of those “glowing” pregnant ladies who you can’t tell is pregnant from behind.  Oh well, hubby is out getting me Taco Bell right now.  You win some, you lose some 😉

So, I’m Going to be a Mom.

I am about 7 weeks pregnant right now.  We haven’t told anyone yet, but we are going to have to very soon.

We had a scheduled trip to the wineries in Traverse City for Columbus Day weekend with his parents.  They rented a nice little house on the lake.  You better believe that we are still going.  They have some killer restaurants up there, so hopefully I will be feeling well enough to eat.  But that is likely when we will tell his parents.  Since I won’t be drinking like a fish, as per usual.

A few notes on pregnancy thus far:

The movies, TV, and everything else I can think of have pregnancy ALL WRONG.

They make it seem like all pregnant girls are fat and happy, rarely getting sick, and just love love love food of any type!  Seriously, every movie/ tv show I can remember about someone being pregnant involves the girl stuffing her face without a problem.

Guess what?  Food actually disgusts me right now (which is normal, once I started reading about it).   Everything I once loved makes me gag (for the most part).  And the things that I once loved, I also cannot eat now.  Sandwiches and hot dogs.  Kiss them goodbye during pregnancy.  You better believe that the first delivery my husband will be making to the hospital after the baby is born is hot dogs and Subway.  No joke!

I’ve gotten sick numerous times, but not enough to classify it as Hyperemesis Gravidarium.  I’m not as cool as Duchess Kate.   But for real, taking prenatal vitamins require so much concentration now!  Trying to swallow those bad boys will test your gag reflex like no other.  Disgusting.  I haven’t had to take any time off of work yet, but I’m sure that will happen in the future.  I’ve become far less productive at work though, that is for sure!  Thank God for interns.

I will be happy after we pass over that 12 week mark.  Supposedly, you are supposed to start feeling better after the first trimester.  I don’t buy it!

More pregnancy updates to follow…