I've introduced my sister to the wonderful world of blogging. I'm still trying to get various other people to start it up as well - VK you DEFINITELY should - and I'm going to link her site as soon as she says it's ok. For all I know it might be *ahem* private.
In other news, I dyed my hair last night. Chocolate brown, which is very deep in colour but also has red highlights from my previous dye job. Looks verrrry interesting and so far people seem to really like it.
The very question demanded of me by my Mamala this morning, so here it is. In all truth I haven't had much desire to update lately, probably because I've been so tired and just feeling generally lazy and boring.
My life hasn't been boring however, we have been house-hunting furiously in the last week, and I'm happy to announce we FINALLY found an agent who is going to help us. Huge kudos for the wonderful folks at LJ Hooker, particularly Teresa at our branch. We told her what we're looking for, and she's got a myriad of brand new houses coming up this week and next, so she's just waiting on getting the keys before we can go and take a look at them. And they're mostly all 4 bedroom homes as well which is what we want.
Beyond that, I'm beginning to now feel bubby moving inside me. It was very weird at first and I wasn't sure if what I was experiencing was him moving, or if I was just gassy. The first movements were a fluttery feeling down very, very deep, feeling like it was in the canal itself and just felt like a butterfly beating its wings against me. It was a very weird but pleasant sensation, and then after I got up and headed to the loo, as I was sitting there leaning forward slightly (so as to completely empty the bladder which is VERY important because trust me you get so freaking sick of constantly getting up to go pee every hour) I suddenly felt two very prominent but dull pokes, right under my belly button. Of course, I sat up straight immediately and seconds later, rushed out to the kitchen to proclaim what I thought was fetal movement. Turns out, it was! And then again I felt it last night as I was laying in bed reading, it felt like a tumbling mouse in my lower abdomen that rolled twice. I'm not sure if it was his legs stretching out, or his arms, but it was a definite movement and I instinctively began gently rubbing my belly in that spot. I didn't feel him again before I went to sleep, but I'm so loving this feeling when it happens.
He also did his first flip the other night - the same night I felt him move the first time - which I only knew about because I was suddenly very nauseous and very dizzy. I had gotten up to help Mamala with dinner (I think getting the vegies) and leaned against the sink feeling very much like I was going to throw up (which I have not done at all through the pregnancy). She asked me what was wrong, so I explained the feeling I had as I sat down, and she laughed and gave me a glass of water. "Sounds like bub's flipped," she grinned. Evidently it used to happen to her while she was pregnant.
I can't wait until winter is done with. I can't even comfortably do up my jeans and the zipper keeps falling down, but yet it's still too cold that I can't wear skirts or shorts and I refuse to buy larger size jeans when we only have a couple weeks of this weather left. It's so highly frustrating!!
I have my new Dr. appt in 2 weeks, where I get to meet a new Dr. I found and hopefully he'll be alot bloody better than the last one I saw and 2 days after that appt, I have another one at the local hospital where I get to meet my midwife(s) and have a tour of the maternity section of the hospital. I'm VERY excited about that and can't wait to do it! I then have to schedule another ultrasound for my 20th week and HOPEFULLY he'll be in the right position for us to get a gender check. Fingers crossed we're having a little boy!!
I have been out of the house every single day this week, and I am so tired. Today especially because even though I slept well, today being Thursday is practically the nation's payday for pensioners and dole bludgers, so as I trudged into the mall with Mum and Nanna to do the weekly grocery shop, I was immediately overwhelmed by old people. And they were shuffling. Alot. And getting in the way. And so were young "Money-Mummies" with their tots slung in their arms, just milling about also being in the way. But the old people greatly outweighed the Money-Mummies and dole bludgers. I think no less than 100 people sucked my energy from me today.
Now I want to just curl up and sleep the remainder of the night away, however since I need to go cook dinner, I can't do that just yet.
Why can't I be rich and have my own personal cook?
My ultrasound photo at 14 weeks; 9cm long, heart rate at 146 beats per minute. Weighs roughly 49grams.
Taken August 19th, 2005.
Hello internet, so sorry for the lack of posts and updates - things have been sort of whirling around here.
Let me start by saying my sister is okay. She came home on Friday afternoon and has been on new meds since yesterday because her previous sulphur based ones were giving her an allergic reaction. Other than suffering from a head cold (the very same I was afflicted by) she is doing much, much better.
On Friday I had my second ultra sound done. This one was to determine the nuchal translucency which determines if there are any chromosomal abnormalties are found (ie: Trisomy, Downs Syndrome). I am very happy to report my baby is perfectly healthy, with very minimal risk of DS (1 in 1200). He's also measuring in at 8.7cm long, with a heart rate of 146 beats per minute, and has 2 arms, 2 hands, 2 legs, 2 feet! I have my next ultrasound in about 6 weeks time to determine gender, among many other things. I'm soooo excited, though sadly D won't get to come with me because he'll be working, and he missed this last one I had as well but I will have new pictures for him!
It's funny, I was chatting with Mum today and up until this last ultrasound, even though I know I'm pregnant, I didn't FEEL as though I was. I didn't feel like any of this was real, or if I was just imagining it. . .until I saw him up on the monitor. His whole body would convulse every few minutes, as though he had the hiccups, and it was just the most adorable thing I'd ever seen. He moved around a little bit for me, even turning over once so I was able to see his spinal cord VERY clearly, and the sonographer zoomed in nice and close so I was almost able to count his vertibrae. It was the most AMAZING sight I've ever seen and I so badly wanted to cuddle him right then and there. I'm so excited and cannot WAIT until he comes out to join us. Through the scan, the sonographer kept pushing down on my belly to get him to move, and once she actually had both hands on the side of my belly pushing in, but he wasn't interested in moving for her. I had to laugh inwardly at that, knowing that I've been pushing and playing with my stomache for the last month and a half has gotten him used to it, and he probably no longer reacts to it! He seemed very serene though, very content to just lay there being poked and prodded, and only moving when he felt it necessary to do so. I think he's going to be alot like his parents and move along at his own pace, not daring to be rushed or pushed into anything.
I'm so looking forward to my next ultrasound and seeing him, and maybe I'll even get to hear him pretty soon, as we still haven't heard the heartbeat. I don't quite know how I'm going to react to that - I cried each time I got to see him on the monitor during the ultrasounds, so I can only imagine what I'm going to be like when I finally get to hear his heartbeat.
My sister collapsed again. Yesterday afternoon. My brother and I had just come back from house hunting when Nanna comes out and says "She's collapsed again, the ambulance just took her." We hurried upstairs.
Mum informed us that she had collapsed again, AND convulsed, and bitten her tongue AGAIN. She did the same thing twice on very early Friday morning; once at 1:30am but she came through it quickly and then again at 6:30am which she did not recover so quickly from. That's when they called the ambulance and had her rushed in. Just like yesterday. It seems she is now having grand mal seizures.
Her blood count was down from 89 on Friday, to 80 yesterday but they are still not willing to do a blood transfusion, nevermind that she is well below normal. They were toying with the idea of giving her an iron injection, which involves inserting the needle into your ass just under the skin, directly into the fatty deposits, and weaving it in a zig-zag fashion so it doesn't leave any staining in the skin. My sister queased abit at that point, as I would have also, but they then decided they weren't going to do that last night.
They did keep her overnight so Mum did come home, but has since gone again to see her. She'll keep us updated as things progress, and if they're not home by midday, we'll head in to see her since D's off work due to the Ekka. (Gotta love meaningless public holidays!)
So that's that. Added to which, I have a head cold. I can barely breathe, my head is stuffy and my throat is dry, itchy and sore. I also can't take anything for it, which is making life VERY interesting. Think I might go out today and purchase some breathe-right strips, and some more cough lollies.
Yesterday we were out and about up the coast, driving around in the afternoon desperately looking for a place to buy D some work pants. He's in a corporate environment so daggy jeans don't really fit, and we'd bought him a pair the week before but he decided he wanted another pair, so off we went. We also had to go pick up a weekly train pass for the city.
Anyway, as we were leaving the shopping center on the coast, approaching a round-a-bout no less, I noticed a sign that said Quiznos and I blinked. Twice, even. I said, "Does that say Quiznos?"
He says, "What?"
I said, "That sign up there."
He looks and says, "Says Subway."
I said, "No underneath that. Is that Quiznos? Is that our Quiznos?"
"I don't know," he said. "Wanna take a look?"
"God yes!" I shouted. I was very excited you see. I'd only had Quiznos when we were in Canada and he dragged me in, saying they made the best subs ever and that I absolutely HAD to try one. So in we went, and I tried a sub and OH MY GOD it was the best one I'd had, so he was right!
Anyway so for the past 3 months, I'd been craving the Chicken Mesquite sub made only by Quiznos and I'd been complaining and complaining that Australia needed one and wouldn't it be neat if there was one in Brisbane? Turns out the sign I saw was in fact for OUR QUIZNOS back home and I got to have a very droolworthy Chicken Mesquite sub. I was even groaning aloud with obvious pleasure.
Okay so maybe it wasn't gold per se, that we'd struck, but rather THE BEST SUBS IN THE UNIVERSE! We learned that it was the first Quiznos to open in Queensland, and opened in July of last year. So not only do we have a Quiznos, but it's NOT in Brisbane and is only about 30mins away so every time I have a big craving, we can shoot up there!
Now, if only Tim Hortons would franchise out here...
