Well, I am 19 weeks pregnant...almost halfway. I have started to be able to feel the baby kicking with my hand, which means it won't be long until Adam will be able to feel it if I catch it in time. I have been less sick with more energy, and that's good news becaaaause...
...We're driving to Arkansas next week. That's about a 20 hour drive. Spread out over two days, the trip will be about 10 hours a day in a car, 12.5 hours if you factor in all the potty breaks I'm going to have to take. I have never wanted to fly so badly in my life. I hate airplanes, but I would take a plane any day over the grueling road trip we are about to endure. I am praying for no motion sickness, no swelling, and no throwing up - not necessarily in that order.
We will be visiting all the aunts and uncles and grandparents in Little Rock and areas nearby. I have never been to Little Rock, so that's sort of exciting, but I understand it will be very cold, and that's less exciting. It's been in the 70s and 80s everyday here in Florida, and I don't adapt well to the cold. I think I'm like a lizard now - anything under 50 degrees makes my body shut down. Maybe the baby will be a little heater for me.
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Friday, December 2, 2011
Balancing Acts and Other Weirdness
I have been having even more new-and-exciting symptoms from my pregnancy that I will share for those of who how eagerly await hearing about my experiences (i.e. Becky).
First, I am still vomiting. A lot. That can't be good. I'm having a hard time staying hydrated, and I have been limited on the sorts of foods I can eat, so I simply don't think I'm getting enough nutrients. So that part is kind of scary. I'm terrified of taking a drug that makes my kid sterile or retarded or have extra limbs just because I'm a wimp, but the alternative is making me nervous. ANYWAY, enough scary stuff.
Last weekend I felt the baby move for the first time. It is a very strange sensation that is almost impossible to describe. Imagine someone filled a water balloon to about the size of a cantaloupe and placed it between your hip-bones. Then imagine that there is pop-corn popping inside the water balloon. That's as close as I can come to describing it. Lately, Pop-corn has started to activate during writing conferences at work, which is very distracting. There's no great way to explain to the student why I suddenly stared off into space with my hand on my belly. "Oh, sorry, there's just a tiny person banging on the walls of my uterus."
I have lately become front-load heavy. That means that everything on the front of my torso is way bigger than usual. This is very problematic with clothes. Nothing but maternity stuff fits, but I don't have much of a bump yet, so I just look pudgy. Sad face. The other weird thing is that I have begun to spontaneously lose my balance. At first I thought it was just dizziness, but now I'm starting to think that I actually have begun to shift my center of gravity, and this panda bear is not used to that. I have always had a firm, hip-based center of gravity, but now it's starting to move upwards.
I am looking forward to having a month off, starting next Thursday, and I will spend it getting things done and sleeping. Oh, and driving to Arkansas for Christmas. I will be meeting all of the Cartwrights that I didn't have a chance to meet before.
First, I am still vomiting. A lot. That can't be good. I'm having a hard time staying hydrated, and I have been limited on the sorts of foods I can eat, so I simply don't think I'm getting enough nutrients. So that part is kind of scary. I'm terrified of taking a drug that makes my kid sterile or retarded or have extra limbs just because I'm a wimp, but the alternative is making me nervous. ANYWAY, enough scary stuff.
Last weekend I felt the baby move for the first time. It is a very strange sensation that is almost impossible to describe. Imagine someone filled a water balloon to about the size of a cantaloupe and placed it between your hip-bones. Then imagine that there is pop-corn popping inside the water balloon. That's as close as I can come to describing it. Lately, Pop-corn has started to activate during writing conferences at work, which is very distracting. There's no great way to explain to the student why I suddenly stared off into space with my hand on my belly. "Oh, sorry, there's just a tiny person banging on the walls of my uterus."
I have lately become front-load heavy. That means that everything on the front of my torso is way bigger than usual. This is very problematic with clothes. Nothing but maternity stuff fits, but I don't have much of a bump yet, so I just look pudgy. Sad face. The other weird thing is that I have begun to spontaneously lose my balance. At first I thought it was just dizziness, but now I'm starting to think that I actually have begun to shift my center of gravity, and this panda bear is not used to that. I have always had a firm, hip-based center of gravity, but now it's starting to move upwards.
I am looking forward to having a month off, starting next Thursday, and I will spend it getting things done and sleeping. Oh, and driving to Arkansas for Christmas. I will be meeting all of the Cartwrights that I didn't have a chance to meet before.
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