Moving

Hey y'all.

It's been a while. I got let go from my job, found out I had diabetes, and found out I needed insulin all in the matter of a week or so back when I stopped writing.

Since then I've been handling my diabetes, I found out I'm having a son, moved to a two bedroom apartment, and went on unemployment. Woo.

I'm moving blogs since I'm going to focus more on the baby instead of my own hang ups. Look me up at "A Closer Luke" here on blogger.

15 Weeks!

So today I started showing my belly off.

The lower bump and the higher bump haven't completely merged together yet, but it protrudes enough that it doesn't matter what I wear- you'll see it. So today I decided to display it.

I found my Superman t-shirt amongst the clothes we moved (it says "Save Me" on the back), put on my stretchy pants and a bandanna and walked out the door. I didn't have any make-up on, but I didn't care. I walked proudly into the WaWa to buy breakfast and smiled at people. I could tell some were playing the "Fat or Pregnant?" game, but who gives a crap? I'm both dammit. Deal.

Anyways, life seems pretty alright. We're moving into the new place little by little. All that's really left in the old place is furniture, electronics, and the cats. Those will have to get moved this weekend.

This

This is why I'm not an effective blogger. I forget this thing even exists.

It's been a week and nothing incredible has happened save for the baby starting to kick me and incredible rage towards my husband.

Well, the baby starting to move/kick is pretty incredible I guess. I was sitting in the bathtub trying to meditate when I felt the baby kick the left side of my tummy. Pretty cool. I'm 14 weeks now so I guess this is relatively normal. Baby doesn't move a ton yet, but it's a start and it's pretty damned cool.

My hubby and I are at our wits' end with bills. People always want more money when you have none to give. I'm going to have to reorganize my budget so money can go around better and some of these bills can get paid off. I keep using my credit cards and I really shouldn't. We're worried about jobs, but I'll go no further as I'm sure he'd rather I keep our argument somewhat private.

The food situation is getting better though the nausea has been replaced with incredible post nasal drip, excess saliva, and heartburn. Is it over yet?

Oh dear...

I am experiencing growing pains. They are annoying to say the least, especially when I'm trying to walk. I get tired of hearing my husband ask, "Are you OK?" as I randomly clutch my side.

Due to seasonal allergies and an insane amount of post nasal drip, I have only been able to keep down my hubby's amazing ham, bean, and potato soup, some cheese, a few fruit snacks, and a lot of water.I'm going to the Rite Aid on the way home and seeing if I can't invest in some saline solution. Mucinex D would work, but I'm concerned that it may not be safe to take for prolonged periods of time while carrying my little one. Hopefully the saline will work.

We got keys to the new apartment last night and are going to start moving things over little by little. Tonight, the goal is to take one box each. I'm pretty sure we can do it.

Another goal is to do a load of laundry in the new apartment. This is embarrassing to admit, but last year we had a fire in our old apartment and I never finished cleaning the smoke clothes. We have bags of these clothes hanging out in closets that I just never washed. I had a clothes line up at our new place, but the complex manager had me take it down after a month so it just didn't get done. New place has two bathrooms so I figure since we're not living in there for the moment, I can hang the clothes all around the bathrooms while they air dry. It's been a year, I know, this should have been done a long time ago.

I only have half an hour of work left so I should probably look like I'm achieving something here at this job. In this economy, I can't lose what little income I have.

Packing is no fun

Hubby and I are moving to a two bedroom apartment starting this coming weekend so a lot of time dedicated to cleaning/packing.

Thursday was pleasant enough, save for the (still) sick tummy. I had a bagel with cream cheese for breakfast, a grilled cheese for lunch, and something inconsequential for dinner since I threw it up anyways.

Friday I was overtaken with some rather strong paranoia that I was going to lose my job. I had forgotten to do something from the previous day and was way behind in a project so in my mind that equated to me getting fired. I did not lose my job though, and my mother has confirmed that paranoia is common, especially when you start having dreams of accidentally leaving the baby places. I had some pepperoni and cheese for breakfast, a bowl of sirloin burger Campbell's soup for lunch, an apple for a mid afternoon snack, and then a burrito for dinner. I managed to keep everything down despite feeling ill! Yay!

Saturday hubby took me out to breakfast where I had some country potatoes, sausage, green peppers, onions, and bacon all mixed together. It was yummy. We got home after visiting Nana and hubby complained that he wasn't feeling well, so he fell asleep. I packed a box with books, but then realized I couldn't move the box by myself, so I gave up on packing for a bit. When hubby woke up, he went and got pizza for dinner. I then got sick all over the bathroom, removing the contents of my stomach since right after breakfast and then got sick again after eating pizza (it was just plain cheese!). I went to bed early and miserable.

I woke up Sunday in a foul mood and argued a lot with my hubby. He got me to calm down and we went to Sam's Club to pick up food for the next two weeks. We decided to make ham, bean, and potato soup for dinner. I hadn't kept down breakfast, but managed to keep down two plain tacos for lunch. The making of the soup was a little nuts since hubby's trying to teach me how to cook, but it was kind of fun. The soup ended up really good and calmed my tummy like nothing else. We've put some in the freezer and we're going to have soup for dinner again tonight.

It's getting colder, but I only have two pairs of long pants that I can fit my preggy tummy in. Having money would be nice, but I don't have time for a real second job right now. It's frustrating.

Lovely

Sunday I was absolutely miserable. I couldn't keep anything down expect some cheese, an apple, and some raspberries and even then I had to sit perfectly still or I'd get ill. This is getting really old, really quick.

Monday was an OB appointment and I felt great. My mother came up to see my latest sonogram and so we had a great afternoon together. The baby looks like a little person!! We still can't tell the sex, but the little one has two feet, two hands, and a big round belly. I had testing done to see the baby's risk for down syndrome and other genetic disorders. They took a little blood and my finger still hurts from it. Baby pic below!


I ended up having a bagel with cream cheese for breakfast, some soup for lunch (chicken noodle) and then a kielbasa and fries for dinner (I took my mother to a German restaurant for dinner).

Tuesday morning had me feeling great. I had a great breakfast sandwich, some hash browns, and some water. Water is great! I had a turkey sandwich with cheese, tomato, and mayo for lunch along with an apple. Unfortunately, towards the end of the day I started to feel pretty bad and didn't keep dinner down.

Glee is on Tuesday nights and since it's my favorite show, I moved mountains to see it. Of course it happens to be one of the saddest episodes yet with my two absolute favorite characters in turmoil (Kurt and his dad Burt). I was crying so loudly that my hubby felt the need to sit with me the whole episode through and hug me despite him hating Glee. He's such a sweetie!

Today (Wednesday) I have felt pretty awful all day. I made myself some grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch (I reheat them in the microwave to kill anything acquired in transport) and brought a granny smith apple with it. I haven't been able to keep anything but the apple down (yay apples) and water. I'm most likely just going home and sleeping for the evening.

Whoops

It's just been a hellish week that has prevented me from blogging. I apologize profusely.

Monday my hubby took me to Molly's and I got to have the awesome Mac & Cheese again. It was the only thing I kept down all day so I made sure to buy a to go serving for lunch on Tuesday. I'm glad I did because it was the only thing I kept down on Tuesday.

Wednesday I was able to keep down a bagel with cream cheese. Plain bagel, plain cream cheese. I find that orange soda helps calm my tummy more than ginger ale, but it's soda and there's a ton of sugar so I've been drinking water with lemon like it's going out of style.

Thursday I kept down a biscuit with butter and the water. Hubby made me the simplest burrito he could possibly make (I think it was chicken breast and rice and tomatoes) and I was able to keep it down after lying on the bed in misery for the rest of the night.

Friday was miserable. I kept nothing down but water. Thank God I'm taking vitamins.

Today I had a little crispy pizza with ham that was just lovely. I have been feeling relatively good today, maybe because I felt so awful yesterday. I have been craving mint chocolate chip ice cream so badly so I bought a gallon and ate a scoop. It's sitting in my freezer for later eating pleasure (and I didn't want to overdo it). It calmed my tummy pretty nicely but I just have not been very hungry today.

On Wednesday I got contacted to write a few articles so I had five articles at 800-1000 words each due on Friday morning so I was writing those in between doing day job work and when I got home. I managed to write three articles at work and two at home, but forgot to send in the two home articles Thursday night. Luckily the people I was writing for were sweet enough to let me send them when I got home (since I was about to go into overtime I got sent home a little early). It was a rather intense week of just getting stuff done, so that may explain why I'm just wiped today. In fact, I think I'm going to go join my hubby in a nap.