Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Happy New Year! This shoud be interesting...

Tonight's the final party night of the least for the Holiday Season. I am relieved that this is it... It's hard going thru the Holidays with friends and family and watching them all have a glass (or 5) of wine or a couple beers, sitting back and relaxing and not being able to enjoy in the 'taste' with them. I haven't had an issue with alcohol since I have known that I am pregnant and I don't mind the 'not being able' to drink it, because after all, it is for a good cause. However, it would be nice to indulge in it for one night, even if it is just to take the edge off. It is rather entertaining to watch people throughout the night diminish into blubbering fools and know that 'it could be me', but on the other hand... it gets to be quite annoying by the end of the night. I can't tell you how many conversations I have had to listen to 4 or 5 times over...all in the same night. And the speech of the person carrying on the conversation usually slows to a turtle's sneeze so I feel like I have to pull teeth to finish the conversation for them (which is easy to do since I have already heard it 3 or 4 times at this point). The best part of that is: they all think I am a genius because I 'know exactly what they are going to say next'! Wonder why that is?

Oh well, I guess I will just have to pull up my skirt for one more night and watch all our friends trip, slip and slur and be thankful that I was lucky enough to be given the gift of this little bundle of slippery, prune skinned, soon-to-be in my arms baby and know that I have the friends I have to enjoy bringing in the new year with. Life is good.

Be safe and welcome to the new year. To those of you who will be sober, as I said to a friend of mine the other day whom just informed me she is having twins... "at midnight lift your glass of sparkling apple cider high, I will do the same and we can toast to one another".

Happy New Year to everyone!

Sunday, December 28, 2008

31 1/2 weeks & feeling the 3rd Trimester fatigue

Well, we are hitting the 8th month marker, crazy to think! I guess I should get started on the nursery. :)

I have succomed to the 'I can't do everything' anymore. Fatigue is setting in a lot sooner now just doing random chores (like putting on my socks). I think it's funny to Dave that I get winded just walking up the stairs, but I think he does like the fact that I am at least slowing down... some! I should probably give myself one last pedicure before I can't see my toes anymore. Maybe tomorrow... or the next day!

Monday, December 22, 2008

The wonders of a Tape Measure...

A little bit about me: I am an arranger and then a re-arranger...I've been known to be (slightly) anal retentive. I get in moods where I get bored with the look of a room, or the layout of the room, so therefore I have to re-arrange the room. Moving furniture, rugs, tables, etc., with the occasional bumping into walls, windows and other inanimate objects. No big deal, it just creates a different look... sometimes I like it, sometimes not. With that being said, it's really nothing out of the ordinary for me to think that the baby has the same traits...and I sit here and wonder how will he/she be when they grow up? Will he/she be so anal retentive that they do the same things that mom does? Now, I know what you're thinking, is 'she already worrying about their future?' That's not the case here, I am simply wondering what kind of furniture he/she has already acquired.

The real reason for this post is this: As I sit here, watching a little boob tube, making sure I got all the Christmas presents bought and wrapped, I am feeling what seems to be a coffee table and a love seat being swapped around from one end of the pool to the other.

Letter to baby:
I understand that you are slightly uncoordinated yet and/or maybe you are in a hurry trying to get everything done in one night. I mean really, you have 65 (or so) days left... there's still time. SLOW DOWN. I know that patience will come in time and you will learn to take your time to make sure things fit before you get then all the way to the other end of the pool. Your dad has one of those things that, in our world, they call a tape measure (he doesn't know how to use it either), but when you join us... my promise to you is: I will show you how they work. It will make your little 'project' much easier... and much less painful for me. You must have your bedroom up underneath my ribcage because I have noticed that you spend quite a bit of time up there. I also know where you practice your 'Turbos'... and I know that because that's where mommy keeps her water cooler (my bladder) and it seems like you are constantly knocking the jar of water over because I am spending more and more time in the little girls room. However, I do have to tell you, I do enjoy watching you move the furniture and it does make me happy to feel you practicing your 'turbos'...(just like mommy taught you). It puts a calm over my heart to see you so active and it makes me think you may just be a 'bob/bob-ett the builder' when you're all grow-d up... either that or a Professional Furniture mover! Now... PUT DOWN THE COFFEE TABLE AND GO TO BED!

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Glucose Screening & The Sweetest Little Angel

I had another appointment at Mayo on Friday and got the joys of drinking the oh so famous 'syrup' for my Glucose screening and in all reality it wasn't that bad. Now, I'm sure I won't run out and purchase the ingredients to 'make my own' so I will just stick to the I can now say - I did it-. After waiting for an hour they took my blood and then off to my doctor's appointment. He said that he hadn't gotten the results back just yet but said that I "should hear something today (Friday) if there was an issue with it". I suppose I should wait until tomorrow to actually rule it out, but time will tell, I'm really not too concerned about it (even after all the peanut M&M's). Dave got to meet the doctor for the first time today, and he really like him. I really like him... he is very informative and patient, an overall genuine human. The baby was a movin' like mad when the doc was asking me all kind of questions and I was in return answering them and asking some of my own. So when it was time to hear the heartbeat and get measured, I popped up on the table, laid back and lifted my shirt up over my belly. My belly looked like a lopsided easter egg. Apparently the baby had 'landed' on the right side, I started laughing at how 'crooked' my belly was. The doc, put his hands on both sides of my belly and shifted it slightly... all better. Then listened for the heartbeat... at 140 BPM he/she still has a healthy heartbeat and I measured right at 30 weeks so we are right on target (other then not pin pointing our due date). So all went well, and back in 4 weeks to find out (or make sure, I should say) that the little bugger is head down... please be head down, please be head down.

I did have the cutest little girl come up to me in the lab when I was getting my blood drawn for my Glucose Screening, she must have been about 4. She came from around the corner, stood right in front of me and said 'do you have a baby in your belly?' She was so cute and sweet. I, of course, said yes and then she asked me what they were doing to me (with the needle in my arm)... I told her they were taking some blood out of my arm to test. She said "they did the same thing to me", and she lifted up her right sleeve and showed me the bandage wrap, then pulled it down and pulled up the sleeve on her left arm ...there... low and behold... was another bandage wrap :( I told her she was more brave then I if she had to have it taken out of both arms, she just smiled and said 'I didn't even cry' and then she asked if she could touch my baby. I happily obliged and almost shed a tear because she was so sweet and then it dawned on me, I will soon have one of her... or her brother. :) She said Merry Christmas to me and all the ladies in the lab and then left with her mom. The gal 'sticking' me said that she had to have an IV to take her blood, after stabbing both arms they couldn't find a vein. Poor little thing... I think Santa will be good to her this year!

Wednesday, December 17, 2008


I forgot to write earlier about 'our' little episode lastnight. If any of you do CycleBox or KickBoxing you will know what I mean by this.

The baby has been getting more and more active lately, and it's fun to see my belly bounce and feel him/her wiggling around inside. It makes me feel content knowing the baby is active so I don't have the worries about hearing the heartbeat as often. I was sound asleep and was awoke by a thud, smack, whack... repeat... in my belly. It wasn't painful, it was however slightly uncomfortable... almost strange feeling. But then it went again and again one more time. Then it subsided. I found myself laughing at 3:21AM about the Turbo that had just occurred in my belly at wee hours of the morning. Apparently the 3 times a week that I am doing CycleBox isn't enough for him/her, he/she wants more! Anyway, it made me smile so I thought I would share.


I am hoping that I have just had a bad couple of days, cause the last few I have felt nothing but flubbery & blubbery. I think it's so frustrating for me since I am still able to work out and keep my cardio up, sure Yoga is getting difficult with all the twisting, but CycleBox is still comfortable for me to do... and hopefully it will continue to stay that way for awhile. Plus, there is always walking on the treadmill. I hope it's just a temporary feeling at this point, but I fear it is only going to get worse in the next couple of months. I drink water like it's going out of style. Dave almost passed out the other day when he went to replace the Culligan water (again) and saw we only have 2 full ones (out of 8) left. Sure hope the water man comes soon! Maybe my Peanut M&M's are finally catching up with me, but I fear to step on the scale at the docs office on Friday. Ugh, other than staring at my belly and loving watching it move, I dread to even come near a mirror. A friend once told me that she carried both her babies in her butt, I laughed when she said that, but now... I know exactly what she is talking about. :( Another friend referred to it today as the "pregnancy ass and there is nothing you can do about it". It's like the energizer bunny, it just keeps going and going and going and... It's not so much in my arse that is getting the best of me because 'thankfully' I can still wear my regular jeans, but my arms... Holy BaJesus. Have you ever seen the movie 'The Sweetest Thing' with Cameron Diaz and Christina Appelgate? The scene where they are in the dressing room changing into their super sexy grandma outfits? Then Christina does the slapping of the flab on the arm and say 'What is this, what is this?' Well, that is exactly how I feel, what the hell is this? {I hope it's just a bad day, I hope it's just a bad day!}

Tuesday, December 16, 2008


I think it's safe to say that the I can blame running into walls and almost tipping over (for no good reason) on pregnancy. Either that, or magically, the doorways in our house have suddenly gotten smaller. Now, my only fear is... will the stairs get smaller in the next 10 weeks? :( {HOLY S**T... 10 WEEKS????}

Sunday, December 14, 2008


Wow, that was fast. So much for the crib taking 10-12 weeks, it ended up being more like 3-4 weeks (which is just fine by me). However, I guess I should wait to speak since we have yet to get word if the 2 dressers and the glider are in yet. I'll have to call tomorrow to see, I'd hate to make more then one trip up to the cities to pick it all up and find out that only the crib is in. But, on the good side... at least if the baby should be born tomorrow it would have a place to call home. I still feel like I have a lot to do and maybe one of these days when my husband is painting (I know he's thrilled) I will snag the moms, and/or some friends to help me make a list of some of the things that we will need. I have been looking online, which is great because it is so convenient, but you just can't tell the quality of things by a photo. I like to bend, fold, chew, lick and touch things before I buy them (imagine how much Dave loves to car shop with me... maybe that is why I don't get a say in the matter). Things will get done, I'm not worried about that... but I will be thankful when the madness of the holidays are done and I can concentrate solely on getting things in order for the baby... and for us. It's not the holiday season that I dislike, it's the mob of people I feel that I have to fight everywhere that I go just to look at a couple bottles and diapers. I am anxiously awaiting the slow retail sales of January to fill our nursery with all the necessities, so until then... our home will look like a home... ah... only without the sign of a baby on the way!


Do you think a baby can get sick inside the womb? I'm not sure what made me think of this, or why I am even questioning it because I am sure that if the baby were to get 'really' sick, it would be telling me (my body) that it was time to come out.

I am sitting here on the couch with my husband (who happens to be flipping thru channels like a man who's hands have turrets - why must they have the remote glued to their paws 24/7?), he's been sick the last couple days with a head cold (that I have yet to catch {knock on wood}) and I remember thinking yesterday how little the baby had been moving. Not the case today, he/she's been a maniac, barely resting at all. I don't mind the movement, I actually welcome it, but it makes me wonder if maybe the baby could not be feeling well. After all, when a baby doesn't feel well they don't hesitate to make it known that 'something's just not right'. It's all one big mystery to me how this baby lives, grows and works inside the womb and one that I am sure I will never understand, but I will continue to try. Never-the-less, it makes me wonder if the baby is sad and wanting to cuddle if that's why he/she's restless. In due time, in due time.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Mmmmmm M&M's

We had an ultra sound the other day so I wanted to post a photo of what our baby 'looks' like. Since I have consumed nothing but peanut M&M's the last few days, the results weren't really that much of a surprise to me. Dave on the other hand had to be calmed down for the first 2 hours after we saw the first image of the baby. However, once I assured him that I have not strayed and have devoted myself to him entirely, he has since calmed. He is anxious to meet our newest addition, but he still is unsure if he will feed the baby or eat the baby.

Isn't this just the most adorable creature you have ever seen? I just want to gobble him/her up... oh wait, I already did and his/her sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles and even each one of their milkman's! Sorry bout that!!! Yum!

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Dear Baby Tangren

Dear Baby Tangren,
I do love you so, and I can't wait until you are fully blossomed to join us out here in the 'breathing oxygen' world. Daddy is super excited to nap {... I mean snuggle...} with you, and I am even more excited to hold you in my arms for the first time. While you are prepping your internal organs and strengthening your muscles as they grow... could you do your best to not kick mommy in the ribs... so hard? I don't mind the occasional poke, push or prod... but tonight you have been a karate maniac and mommy can't get any work done, or rest for that matter. I have tried to lay flat, roll to the other side, stand up and even tried to push on my belly (slightly) to get you to move (sorry for that if it caused you to hit your precious little head on the other end of the pool). You must be able to hear me typing cause the stabbing has slightly subsided... oh wait, nevermind :)

But, as always, I understand that it's important for you to be moving around and making sure that I know you are happy, healthy and preparing yourself for your journey in a few months, so I will most definitely survive in the meantime. We anticipate your arrival and are excited for you to nestle in tight with us and build your new life outside mommy's 'fun little playground'! Until then, can you do me one favor...? Wait to start playing baseball...or softball (or for that matter, any sport that requires a 'club') until you have already made your journey thru the birth canal? Thank you!

We both love you and can't wait to meet you!

Mommy & Daddy

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

3rd Trimester & a "Promise of a New Day"

Well, I guess today marks the beginning of the 3rd Trimester and boy what a drag today has been. I guess it is true what they say, the 2nd is the only one you typically get to enjoy!

I still feel it necessary to keep me and the baby in shape so I headed to the Y for class. CylceBox was tough, either it was just that much more of a class today or I am really starting to drag ass (I am going with the latter of the two). After CycleBox I headed to Yoga to do a little relaxing and some stretching (I secretly think my Yoga instructor is trying to kill me... or so it seems, but I do love Brooke for that). Yoga has always been one of my favorite classes, it keeps me flexible, tone (sure sounds good :) ) and still works my heart rate up the scale a bit to actually constitute it for a workout! Not to mention, after every single class for the last 3 years I am sore, so that is always a good sign. :) Today, however, I think the baby was mad at me. He/she wouldn't let me do half the things that normally I can do, pushing down so hard and applying unbelievable pressure to my lower abdomen, not to mention he/she is getting bigger so the twisting moves are definitely out of the question. But, it's all good and I am just going with the flow. We had family out to the house tonight for dinner so after class I wanted to get a few things cleaned up, but no way on earth was the baby going to make that easy on me. My back hurt, my hip hurt, my head hurt and did I mention if I sat down I think I could have fallen asleep? Ugh, what a day. And...I did nothing out of the ordinary... honestly! Not to mention the fact that I am an emotional wreck today! :( I have shed tears today, tears that haven't even thought about peeking out for weeks (which is good for me) and for legitimate reasons (or so I think at the time)! Here I sit in bed...alone, (husband's thoroughly annoyed with I am with myself), hoping it's just hormones and that they might actually be back in order tomorrow! I have the angst of a migraine coming on... have actually had for the past 2 hours... so I think for once, I might try really hard to get to bed before midnight... (as I look at the clock and see that it's already after 11pm... I don't think that's going to happen)! :(

All in all, it was a good thing that we had family out tonight, or I fear the whole day would have been a downer. At least we had good food, good company and they had good alcoholic beverages! :)

I hope to wake up revived and refreshed in hopes that tomorrow will be wiped clean of the 'downers' of today. One can only hope... Now I understand what the song "Promise of a New Day" by Paula Abdul is really all about!

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Baby Talk

I can't decide if our little bun is trying to tell me something... he/she has been bouncing, kicking, punching, poking and swimming all over. Just crazy movement today. I have been working on the computer for a little bit...sitting, I guess the baby doesn't like that cause that is when he/she is the most active! Wow! It's crazy how things can change from day to day or even hour to hour but I still love it, I love the movement, I love the feeling and I love knowing that this little 'creature' is living and growing inside of me. mmmmmmmm, I love it!