Friday, February 25, 2011

99 bottles of beer on the wall....

oh wait....that's a different song and not one I am able to sing for another 99 days!!!  Yes, I just looked at one of the pregnancy updates I get in my email and saw that I am officially 99 days from my due date....double digits!!  It's weird to think that I started this pregnancy with 280 days and now I'm down to 99....how the time flies! 

So for the next 99 days I will be singing "99 days of pregnancy left, 99 days to go, take one down, gain some pounds, 98 days of pregnancy left!"

And after those 99 days, I think I deserve to work my way through all 99 beers on that wall!  What's better than a cold Corona with a fresh lime in the middle of the summer??  Oh beer, how I've missed you!

Not to brag, but...

At 26 weeks (yes, that's only 1 week away from the 3rd trimester), I am not only wearing but able to BUTTON my pre-pregnancy jeans!!*



*Disclaimers:

1.  These jeans are fairly low cut which is what makes the buttoning possible.  This is the only pair of pre-pregnancy jeans I can do this with!  Otherwise its maternity pants all the way!

2.  While technically I can button them, I have chosen not to wear them like this to avoid uncomfortableness and instead opted for wearing them unbuttoned with a Bella Band.

3.  Yes, I took these pictures in my work bathroom when I realized that I actually could button my pants.

4.  And yes, the entire point of this post actually was to brag :)

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

My Burning Heart!

Turns out this little guy is burning up my heart...but not in a good way!  No, he's making his presence known in the form of pregnancy induced heartburn which is making poor mommy pretty uncomfortable.  Now that I'm almost 6 months pregnant and the baby (and my growing uterus) are taking up so much space in my abdomen, all my poor other organs are getting shoved, squeezed, and sometimes kicked into places they don't want to be.  This, along with pregnancy hormones, slows down the digestive tract and can cause heartburn.  I'm trying to figure out if there are certain trigger foods but it seems to be pretty random (the huge burger and fries I had last night for dinner probably didn't help the situation).  It also seems worse when I bend over so yoga tonight should be interesting....at least its a prenatal class so no one will think twice if I need to run to the bathroom during downward facing dog!

If this keeps up for the next three months, I highly recommend you all buy stock in Tums! 

Monday, February 21, 2011

"Don't be surprised if you see ski patrol"

This is something you NEVER want to hear from your husband after a morning of skiing!

Let me back up a few hours...

After over a week with no new snow, all the skiers and boarders were psyched to see a storm that dumped 38" of fresh powder over the mountains.  Bryan had to work this evening so we got up early and headed up to Alta for a half day of skiing.  After one awesome run in a bowl that had just opened up (fresh tracks!) we headed over to the Supreme lift on the other side of the mountain.  Bryan (and a friend) decided to do a run in the woods which I have been shying away from lately (trees+pregnant=not the best idea) so I took one of the other runs and met them at the chair lift.  Back up we went and this time they decided to hike up Catherine's Pass (pregnant or not, I'm not a fan of hiking with skies on!) so I again took the same run down to the chair.  I finished first, went to the bathroom, and waited for a while for them.  In this time, I decided I didn't want to ski the same run again so I was going to head over to a different lift.  I waited some more.  Not knowing how long their hike and run was, I got what I thought was a great idea that turned out to be a big mistake.  I texted Bryan telling him I was going to the other lift and to meet me there after they had done all the runs off this lift they wanted to do (which included more hiking which = slower).  I made sure the text sent and off I went...

One run down and I checked my phone but nothing from Bryan.  I called him and got voicemail so I left a message saying where I was.  Another run down and still nothing....now I'm starting to wonder.  Did something happen or did he not get my message??  I call him from the top of the lift and he finally answered saying he was on the lift and "don't be surprised if you see ski patrol...I'll explain when I get there."

As I said, not something you want to hear!  I think you can see where this is going...Bryan didn't get my text (as I said, great idea that turned out to be a big mistake!) or voicemail right away.  He waited for me at the bottom of Supreme for 30 minutes and got really worried.  He sent his friend up to see if I happened to be at the top, but nothing.  This is when ski patrol got involved.  He told them he couldn't find me and was worried something happened.  They said 99.9% of the time it's a miscommunication of locations, often happening with kids/parents (jeez, thanks!) but they would do a run down the trail I had been skiing that morning to see if they found me (in a ditch, off the side of the trail....great).  Nothing.

After about an hour of wondering if something bad had happened to me, Bryan finally got my messages (guess reception isn't great up there).   As ski patrol said, total miscommunication.  Bryan kept telling them "it's just not like her to go somewhere else without telling me!"  And he's right....but I tried to tell him!!  Obviously its no one's fault, but I felt terrible.  Not only was Bryan worried sick about me, but he also missed out on skiing some of the deepest powder we've had in a while :(  He was able to take 2 more powder runs before we had to take off.

Lesson learned!!

(This blog was typed while I made chocolate chip cookies to drop off to Bryan  while he's on-call tonight ...can you say guilty conscious?!?!)

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Happy V-Day Little Guy!

Sorry for my lack of blogging over the past 3 weeks!  We've had lots of visitors plus both Bryan and I have been dealing with nasty colds that left me 100% exhausted by the end of the work day.  Also, Bryan's been working on some papers so the computer has been monopolized during the evenings.  Oh well....I'm back now :)

This weekend Bryan and I celebrated V-Day with our little guy.  No, I don't mean Valentine's Day although that was also this past weekend.  I'm talking about Viability Day!!  On Saturday our little guy turned 24 weeks in the womb and while this isn't a typical milestone (a new trimester, the half way point, etc) it is a big deal medically.  With the amazing advancements in medicine and NICU support that hospitals have these days, a baby born at 24 weeks has a 50% chance of survival.  While 50% doesn't seem great, its a heck of a lot better than if the baby was born earlier than that.  And what's even better is that each week after 24 weeks, his chances of survival keep increasing!  Yes, there would be many obstacles and health issues for a baby born this early and I would never want our baby or anyone else's for that matter to be born so early.  I pray that he stays put until at least 38 weeks (yes, I not so secretly want him to come a little early!) but it's a huge relief knowing that if something were to happen, our baby would have a fighting chance of surviving.

So happy V-Day little guy!!  And if you all are wondering what Bryan and I did to celebrate....well, do you even have to ask???