Andrew has finally decided it's time to read my blog! It's nothing he doesn't already know! :) When I left for work this morning, the floor has still not been vaccuumed and apparently, it's hard to stack the dishwasher.

I had a doctors appointment on Thursday to see the ob at the hospital. When I booked in to see the doctor, I could either have Tuesdays, Wednesdays or Thursdays, and once I picked a day, I had to stay with that doctor for the rest of my pregnancy. When my name was called to go into my appointment, I was extremely pleased to find that it was an (and no offense is meant here...) Australian female doctor!!  To be honest, I was expecting a man, an Indian or Pakistani or something... So this was a nice surprise. Good too, coz I had to have a breast exam, so the top half of me was off, and then - surprise! a pap smear too! So that poor doctor had to see literally all of me. We've heard baby's heart beat on many occassions, but I still have this nagging idea in the back of my mind that something's going to go wrong. I am just so worried this time around.

A few months before being pregnant, I had a real issue with milk and milk icecream. Gives me a real upset tummy, and it's quite painful. The first few weeks (right up til this week, so 16wks) Baby has liked milk and icecream and anything milky really. Last night I had icecream and I was in so much pain (it's not really pain, it's more discomfort, bloating and all kinds of uncomfortable), so I have no idea whats going on. I have to make an appt to get a referral for the 18-20wk ultrasound, so I'll ask about it then. Probably not much the dr can do about it anyway, just yet at least. Perhaps I should find some soy icecream or something.... When Jensen was only a few weeks old, I noticed if I had soy milk on my breakfast, he'd not be so colicky at night. I intend to see if that trend follows.

I'm at work at the moment, so I'll come back a bit later to finsh off catching up ! :)

September pictures!

The monkey before his haircut

After his haircut. The little moped thing is for little kids to sit on during their haircut.
Jensen chose to sit on the motorbike.

Visiting baby Matilda in the hospital

Listening to Daddy's foot with Mummy's stethoscope

Riding his little bike. And sadly, no, that's not our house.

the freaking big carpet snake at Daycare Lady's house!

there's an ap on my iPhone that let's J colour in...
Somehow he saved the picture.  So I thought I'd share :)

"Mummy, I'm studying!"

So proud of Daddy's creation!

"Where's my steering wheel!?!?"

The latest 'Mummy and Me' photo :)

Andrew has decided to take it upon himself to build a racing set up for when he plays his PS3 racing games. He told me this morning that in the next 2 months it needs to be built. Dragging me to bunnings to look at timber, he describes what he wants to make. What I imagine and what he imagines are totally different. So we come home and he looks it up on the internet. He finds this:

And that's what he wants to make. It's made from MDF. So he decides back to bunnings he goes to get supplies. He's gone for about an hour and a half and comes back with some timber and tools. By this time Jensen is napping, thankfully otherwise it would have taken longer. After asking for my assistance and sitting on Jensen's toy ratchet (which was hilarious!), 3 hours later hey presto ! He has completed what he calls Marque 1...

obviously,it's only  just  been completed coz he hasn't cleaned up yet and coincidently Jensen's only just  woken up! What timing!


Andrew's testing it out now, but he's promised me he'll vacuum... To be seen I guess ! (I'll post a pic of that too, if it happens!)

Pregnancy hormones

Pregnancy hormones. Gotta love them. I was happily listening to Taylor Swift's album Fearless  in the car yesterday. There's a particular song that I thought was a beautiful song. It's called  The Best Day . I was trying to work it out what it was about. At first I thought it was about a girl and  her friend, a boy, who was a little bit older... Then I was listening to it and it hit me that it's about the girl and her mother.


Now if you've read my older posts, some of them mention my mother. We didn't get along during my teenage years, mostly my fault. I'll never get them back, and neither will she, to do it all over again. This song makes me so sad :( WAAH, got me crying again just thinking about it.


However, Tuesday just gone, she was supposed to spend the day with Jensen and I, but she had to work. We ended up meeting up with her after she finished work, and for the 3 or so hours we shopped, I actually did have one of the best days with her. :) I can't wait til I have some money, or am closer to baby being born - or both! - to do it again, but spend more time!

FOOD!

So. Finally Jensen is on the mend. He's had a cold/flu thing for at least 2 months now. It's been so frustrating with him waking up like 4 times a night, snot constantly pouring from his face a cough that makes him gag like he's about to throw up and no morning/night appetite (yet he'd eat during the day at daycare...). Last week they finally sent me for an x-ray, to rule out pneumonia.  It took 7.5 wks for a doctor to take me seriously. Thankfully, the x-ray was clear for pneumonia. The result says other stuff, but I have no idea what it means. So, we're on the 3rd round of antibiotics, but YESTERDAY when he got up he was very chatty and said : "Mummy, are you hungry?" I said that I was. He replied "Oh good ! Me too! " and he ate a bowl of cornflakes. From the last two months fighting to feed him breakfast, the bowl was empty!! Then he ate everything I sent to daycare for lunch AND he ate a toasted sandwich for dinner! I am so thrilled! 

Well, it's been a while. And I do mean to get in here more often, but I've just been busy. I say this each time, but yeah, it's true.

I realized yesterday, while I was cooking dinner for the family after I got home from uni and before I left for work, that I have absolutely no time for myself. Hence the lack of blog entries.

I intend to amend this. For Jensen, I documented when I told people, when movements happened, when we painted his room etc. I haven't done that at all for this bub. I feel a bit bad. So, I'll have to make a post, or a blog totally dedicated to baby.

Ok. I'm 15 weeks now. Mondays are my 'rollover' day, so not long now til 16 wks. Last week (on a wednesday), so 14 wks, I was in a lab class where we get to practice techniques on each other. I got to be the patient. So I'm lying down and the girls are palpating my abdomen, and now you can feel the uterus. So they felt it and they stepped away and omg ! A movement! So early! It was a definite movement from baby! Shame they missed it! I have been feeling little movements since then, nothing quite as full on, but little ones none the less. Andrew and Jensen can't feel it yet, but it's there. Can't wait til they can. 

I 'popped' really early too this time. Perhaps coz I'm between 15-20kg lighter this time round. Perhaps it's because apparently thats the way it happens the 2nd time round. I've got sciatic pain, that really only seems to play up at work. How convenient.

I read on a online forum all these threads started about stillborn babies, or late miscarriages. It's totally heartbreaking and while I'm devastated for those families, all I can think is I hope it doesn't happen to me, and have this fear that it will (and I've had this fear the whole time so far). Andrew has come home the other night and tells me that his cousin's wife has just lost their baby. She was not quite 21 weeks pregnant yet, and miscarried. Now I'm worried that it's going to happen to me.  He wanted to know why I'm more worried now that I know that his cousin's wife has miscarried, than I was after reading on the forum. I never mentioned to him before that I had this fear, but now that it's happened in Andrew's family, I'm even more worried.. genetics or something.

I gotta quickly scoff my lunch and pick up Jensen and get ready to go to the dr.... Something for another post ;)

I feel guilty. I shouldn't. I have no reason to.  But I am finding it hard to get excited about being pregnant. But HEY! I'm PREGNANT! :) I am getting fat.


I've told family, and uni friends, but for some reason, I'm incredibly hesitant on telling facebook and work.  I have a performance review at work this afternoon, but not sure if I should tell them or not. People are going to find out at some point.


It's all very real. I have sciatic pain, especially at work. It runs from my tailbone down my right leg. Makes it incredibly hard to stand or walk. But I go in anyway.


We had the 13wk nuchal scan - that looks for downs syndrome etc - and we are in the very very low category. I was never worried that baby could have it, but I think the scan sorta ended up being another "proof" moment. Baby was very active, waving it's hands and rolling over and being very busy... probably because Jensen wouldn't be quiet all morning on the way there. It's going to love the sound of it's big brother's voice!


I have no idea why I feel this way, and would really like it to stop. I worry too that for some reason we are going to miscarry. I'm sure it's every parents nightmare, and everyone worries about it.  But we are in the 2nd trimester now,  so we are in for the long haul.


Maybe all these fears and worries will disappear, or at least change, when I start to feel baby move.

Baby at 13wk and 1 day gestation. Baby has it's hand in front of it's face! :)

Baby also needs a nickname. Jensen thinks it's a boy, Andrew thinks it's a boy. I don't mind what it is, as long as it's healthy. Both my mum and mother in law want a girl...

The daycare lady wants to come to the 18-20wk scan so SHE can find out the sex of baby, and I'm sure my mum and mother in law do too. Sadly, they're all going to be disappointed :)