Feeling Baby Hoyle

Just thought I'd share...Randy felt the baby move for the first time yesterday. Now, he moves...a LOT. I have felt him every day since the very first day I felt him, and they get more frequent and more prominent. The last week or so, I've been "making" Randy put his hands on my belly every night in order to get him to feel the baby. He gets annoyed because I will keep saying "did you feel that?" because there are some kicks/movements that he can't feel. However, yesterday he felt a real-live kick! :)

It was so exciting because I've been waiting for it for a while! :)

This blog post is going to be exceptionally short because I am oh-so tired and am wanting to go to sleep ASAP.

Pregnant...and sick is not fun.

There may be nothing worse than having a cold while being pregnant...here's why. There's even MORE shit that I can't do while I'm pregnant, like take ANYTHING at all while I have a cold. If any of you have ever been around me while I've had a cold before, I take EVERYTHING--Nyquil, Dayquil, pain reliever, etc. I take like 100 thousand things, and I usually go to the doctor within 2-3 days and lie to them so I can just get a Z-pack, or amoxycillan, etc. So, I hate being sick...more than anything.

Now, I can't take anything. I know that my doctor gave me a list of medicines that I am allowed to take, but when I research them on-line they say that they do have some risks. Well, I don't want that risk. I just want to feel better. Friday was the worst because I had to work...working while pregnant, and sick...is probably the worst thing on the planet. I can't breathe, I can't move, I'm all achy, it is AWFUL.

Today, I have legitimately slept for...1 million years (just an approximation). Literally slept 12 hours last night, have already taken a 3 hour nap today. I am just REALLY hopeful that I will feel better by tomorrow, I don't mind the runny nose, I can blow my nose, but I can't deal with the sinus pressure--I just want to feel better :(

Ashley if you're reading this--I want to kick your ASS for making me sick! LoL.

REALLY hoping that I feel better. Randy was really worried (don't worry not about me--I'm just the incubator), about the baby because he thought that the baby was sick too, but that's not the case, the baby is fine, just hanging out and swimming around my uterus.

I can't wait until 25 weeks, then Randy and I can go to our 3D ultrasound :) Pretty excited about that...just thought I'd add that! :)

Also, can't wait for Christmas, I have already started Christmas shopping, and hoping to get by with some cheap, but fun things this year. :)

What is it about pregnancy...

That makes people think they can give you their opinion about everything? Seriously, people are so incredibly rude.

- Today I went to have a meeting with one of the insurance people at school. A man began to talk to me (which is what seems to always happen to me), he started to tell me about how his daughter just had a baby, and then proceeded to tell me all about how she took Spanish all through high school and worked on her Uncle's farm and would translate what the Hispanic people who worked there said about him to her Uncle, and how when the people tried to speak to her in Spanish--she refused and said "We are in America--we speak English here." Now, I tend to agree with this line of thinking; however, I don't necessarily want to talk about it with some hilljack. Then he went on to tell me all about how when he traveled to Mexico, they wouldn't speak English to him. I replied "Well, probably for the same reason you just said--you're in their country at that point--they want you to speak their language." To which he haughtily replied, "Well, I think if I'm a tourist I shouldn't have to." I was like "Ugly American--Party of One" C'mon man! How can you be so ignorant?

- Also, what is it about pregnancy, that makes people think that you agree with them? Let me give you a hint--you don't know my feelings about: breastfeeding, drug use during labor, strollers, bottles, or anything else. Let me tell you this--if I want to breastfeed (which I do) it's my OWN damn business. It's none of yours. I have read the research on it, probably more than you have, I got it. Don't judge people who choose not to breastfeed--it's NONE of your damn business what they do.
- This same thing applies to labor...how about we go by this rule, when something the size of a watermelon is coming out of YOUR vagina, I'll give you the opportunity to decide if you want to use drugs...and I promise that I will not judge you no matter what you decide. How about you afford me the same damn respect. I don't want to hear your preaching about what I should/should not do. You wanna know why? Because there are only two people, and really only one, whose opinions matter on this--me and Randy. That's it. None of your business what I do with my vagina. Thanks for offering your heartfelt "advice" though.

Geez. People are so rude.

All I can ever think about...is this baby.

That doesn't bother me at all, by the way. I just seriously cannot think about and/or do anything else. Other than school work, which I get done because I have to get it done, he is all I ever think about...

-Babies
-Strollers
-Diapers


Well, there is one more thing...LoL. FOOD!

This post was ridiculous, and unnecessary.

Little Man

This one is his little face with his hands next to it. This is how he was lying for his first ultrasound too! :)

We had another ultrasound on Friday, which was fabulous. Our little man is doing really well. He is about 14 oz, which is right where he should be (they said between 12-16 ounces, so he's right in the middle). They said that he looks healthy and everything looks good. He is also officially a boy :) We are so happy and excited for him. He's also moving all around the town lately, the ultrasound technician commented several times on what a crazy little man he was moving all around! I love it though, I just want him to be safe and happy.

Little buddy also went to his first concert on Friday--Dave Matthews Band, I think he had fun, he was moving around in the beginning. :) It was cool to go to a concert with him, I don't even know why--it was just neat.

The weekend was so great, and today was really hard because there's not a lot to look forward to in the next few months, I had a really rough day. The best thing about bad days lately, is even when they are bad...I know that I still have this little miracle growing in me, and it always makes everything better.

My belly is growing and growing

My baby is apparently going to be a giant!

This is getting slightly ridiculous. I'm only halfway there.

Officially 20 weeks :)

Today, I am officially 20 weeks. I feel like I have been waiting for this FOREVER...I'm not sure why, but I am just really, really excited about the milestone! Today (according to the bump) our baby is the size of a cantaloupe :) About 10.5 oz in weight and 10 inches head to heel. Isn't that awesome?

I'm also just about bouncing off the walls for our ultrasound on Friday. It's super exciting, and hopefully (1) they will confirm that he is a he and (2) that he is healthy, healthy, healthy. This weekend is crazy busy, but also really fun. Friday night is Dave :) Allison and Jeff are driving up from Indianapolis and Sunday is my mom's birthday party at my parents house. (Notice how I skipped over Saturday, I did that intentionally because we are shooting a wedding, and I don't want to think about that at all. :(

I have nothing else to write about---my excitement is all I can think about :)

I don't think Dreams come Any Truer

I know that truer is not a word...I got it.

However, I am currently absolutely in love with Brad Paisley (mostly because of the Anything Like Me song, which makes me cry my face off every time I hear it). On his CD, he has a little vignette of a song about his wife, how he went to see Father of the Bride and wondered who he was going to be with, and what their kids would look like. At the end he says that line, and it made me think...I feel the same way.

I honestly cannot think of a way that my dreams could come any "truer" than they have. This is what I wished for as a child/adolescent. It makes me immeasurably happy. :)

Secondly--the baby's room is officially done being painted. Randy and I spent a little bit of time last night picking out where we were going to hang everything on the walls :) Super exciting! I'll post pictures once it's done, done. We can't decide if we're going to hang his name anywhere in the room, or if that's way overdone?? Opinions are encourages and no I won't tell you the name! LoL

Crazy pregnancy dreams...

So, since being pregnant, I literally dream every single night. It can be kind of cool, because they are always super vivid dreams. It can also be really creepy. I have two examples:
Example #1: Ultrasound.

The day before my ultrasound I had a dream about the ultrasound. In this dream, for the ultrasound, they used a tool to reach up your vag. and pull the baby out to see if he/she was okay. In my case the baby was a boy, and he was the most beautiful little baby you have ever seen in your entire life. They wrapped him up, and checked him out. Then, they used the same apparatus to shove this child back in my uterus. Weird, right?

Example #2: Today

In my dream last night I dreamt that Randy left me when I was 7 months pregnant because another guy said that he liked me. Seriously, how high school is that statement? But, I was like sitting in my basement (at my old house again) crying and sobbing and calling RAndy at midnight and saying to him "I miss you, why won't you come home?" IT WAS INSANE!

So, while some of my dreams wind up cool, others (like the ones above) are insane and I can't deal with them! LoL.

Also, thanks to Chrisanne Terry I can't stop thinking about buying a Coach diaper bag! LoL-ridiculous!

Little moments...

Randy is so excited to be a dad, and I know he will make an amazing father. One of my favorite moments of the day is when Randy wakes up to go to work. Before he leaves in the morning (which is around 5:30, I don't have to wake up until 6:15 or so), he always kisses me and tells me he loves me. He's always done this, but since we have been pregnant, every single day he kisses me, then kisses the baby (aka--my stomach) and the dog. He says goodbye and "I love you" to all three of us. It is absolutely adorable, some days I want to cry it makes me so happy. :)

Also, I found Randy and little Hoyle's song, it's called "Anything like Me" by Brad Paisley and both of us sobbed our faces off when we listened to it last night. I highly recommend it--especially if you're having a little boy!