Howdy... just a random update on all things pregnancy related! XD
I'm now 33 weeks pregnant, so there's officially only 7 weeks (or 49 days)to go. It's all getting scarily imminent now! My grandmother took great pleasure in telling me that she was 33 and a half weeks pregnant when she went into labour with my uncles... She was having twins though and twins are usually born early... Still unnerving though lol!
I'm getting lots of pregnancy related dreams at the moment. They're all very real and usually involve giving birth and are quite boring (well, in comparison to the dream I had a month or so ago where I gave birth to a rottweiler). In the last one I had, I was all upset because the baby had been born and I still didn't know what to call him. I have a feeling that I'm going to be worse than my cousin type thing (who gave birth about a month ago) who gave her baby 3 or 4 different names after she was born until she settled on one. I'm hoping I'll know what to call him as soon as he's born and wont regret my choice. =/
My mum said I need to decide on a pram very soon. I think that I've pretty much ruled out the Quinny buzz because I see them EVERYWHERE! It's a lovely pram, but it's way too common! I don't see why I should stress out about buying one. There's still 7 weeks left and I would like to explore all my options (and baby shops) to find the perfect one instead of rushing into it. If I did have to get a pram in a hurry, I'd just settle on the Graco one I liked... I've still got hardly any baby stuff lol!
I felt a weird sensation last night. It was like a repetative popping kind of thing. It was like movement, but definitely not like the kicks and stuff I'm used to feeling. It lasted for a few minutes... I think the squigglytiddlypeep might have had hiccups, but I can't be sure!
Anyhow... I dunno what else to write... So hoobletoodledoo!
Monday 31 August 2009
Saturday 29 August 2009
Weird symptom...
I think I have discovered the weirdest pregnancy symptom so far... At least I think it's pregnancy-related!
I have a part of my upper belly, rib-type area that keeps getting a weird burning sensation in the skin. At the same time as the weird burny feeling, there's an odd numbness... It's kind of like a numb, sunburny feeling. It feels so fucking bizarre though! XD
I have absolutely no idea about what it could be. Maybe the baby is on a nerve, or perhaps it's just the skin stretching... but gosh, I mentioned it to my grandmother and got a weird look!
But yes, I just had to write about it!
Ooohhh... and I finally filled in my Health In Pregnancy form thing... I think I fucked it up though... Hopefully it'll still work and I'll get the money. I'll send it off at some point in the next few days along with the form for the Sure Start maternity grant form... Heh, should have sorted out all this crap earlier but at least I'm getting it done!
Hoobletoodledoo!
I have a part of my upper belly, rib-type area that keeps getting a weird burning sensation in the skin. At the same time as the weird burny feeling, there's an odd numbness... It's kind of like a numb, sunburny feeling. It feels so fucking bizarre though! XD
I have absolutely no idea about what it could be. Maybe the baby is on a nerve, or perhaps it's just the skin stretching... but gosh, I mentioned it to my grandmother and got a weird look!
But yes, I just had to write about it!
Ooohhh... and I finally filled in my Health In Pregnancy form thing... I think I fucked it up though... Hopefully it'll still work and I'll get the money. I'll send it off at some point in the next few days along with the form for the Sure Start maternity grant form... Heh, should have sorted out all this crap earlier but at least I'm getting it done!
Hoobletoodledoo!
The best things about pregnancy!
I thought just having a list of the worst things about pregnancy is a bit negative... So I made a list of the best things too to balance it out! It's nowhere near as long, but hey ho! It's always good to have a little bit of positivity! XD
1. Feeling the squigglytiddlypeep move around... it's like the best feeling in the world.
2. The law about being allowed to pee anywhere.
3. Seeing the scans.
4. Knowing there's an actual little person living inside you that you made yourself!
5. People giving up their seats for you when you haven't even said anything about wanting to sit down.
6. Getting away with eating hoobloads more than you normally do.
7. People holding doors open for you.
8. You can get away with saying 'I'm not fat, I'm pregnant'.
9. People telling you that you're looking healthy... I'm not sure why people keep doing that... I definitely don't look any more healthy!
10. Being able to rest drinks on the bump and generally use it as a table... not good when things get kicked off though lol!
11. People insisting on doing things for you... My grandmother keeps insisting on cleaning out the rodent cages for me and getting me drinks.
12. The baby you get at the end of it all.
13. Knowing that soon you wont be pregnant anymore!
=]
1. Feeling the squigglytiddlypeep move around... it's like the best feeling in the world.
2. The law about being allowed to pee anywhere.
3. Seeing the scans.
4. Knowing there's an actual little person living inside you that you made yourself!
5. People giving up their seats for you when you haven't even said anything about wanting to sit down.
6. Getting away with eating hoobloads more than you normally do.
7. People holding doors open for you.
8. You can get away with saying 'I'm not fat, I'm pregnant'.
9. People telling you that you're looking healthy... I'm not sure why people keep doing that... I definitely don't look any more healthy!
10. Being able to rest drinks on the bump and generally use it as a table... not good when things get kicked off though lol!
11. People insisting on doing things for you... My grandmother keeps insisting on cleaning out the rodent cages for me and getting me drinks.
12. The baby you get at the end of it all.
13. Knowing that soon you wont be pregnant anymore!
=]
Friday 28 August 2009
The 69 worst things about pregnancy!
I finally re-made the list. I can't fuck up posting it this time, because I've saved it onto my computer...
Enjoy!
1. STRETCHMARKS!!! EVERYWHERE!!! I look like a fucking zebra!
2. Heartburn... I no longer notice how gross gaviscon tastes- it’s now like my best friend!
3. People touching the bump without permission.
4. Not being able to get drunk... I’ve been 18 for ages and still haven’t been legally wasted!
5. Not being able to smoke.
6. Not being allowed to get tattooed... One of my tats seriously needs touching up and I have to wait!
7. Not being allowed to get pierced... I love getting piercings! >.<>.<
8. 1. Knowing that very soon you’ll have lots of responsibilities.
9. Having to take iron tablets.
10. Feeling guilty every time you dye your hair because there’s a small possibility that it might be potentially harmful to the baby.
11. Boobs being all weird, ugly and lactatey.
12. Having to worry about money more.
13. Cravings... Usually on Sunday evenings when the shops are closed.
14. Not being able to walk very far without being all uncomfortable.
15. Militant lactivists condemning you because you don’t think you really want to breastfeed.
16. Having to make so many decisions. Boob or bottle? Reusable or disposable nappies? Which pram? What name? Etc...
17. Worrying about everything to do with the birth... from the pain to potential poopingness.
18. Needing to pee like a zillion times during the night... and during the day, but only at inappropriate times.
19. People giving you advice you never asked for all the time... I don’t care if I could buy lots of second hand clothes to save money... He’s a new person, so he can have new clothes!
20. Seeing the number on the scales go up every time you weigh yourself... I weigh a stone and a half more than I did at the beginning of the year! >.<
21. People saying stuff like ‘you have a very neat bump’... What the fuck does that even mean?!
22. Militant lactivists condemning you because you think you don't want to breastfeed.
23. Having to make so many decisions... Boob or bottle? Reusable or disposable nappies? Which pram? What name? etc.
24. Worrying about everything to do with the birth... From the pain to potential poopingness!
25. Needing to pee like a zillion times during the night...and during the day, but only at inappropriate times.
26. People giving you advice you never asked for all the time... I don't care if that's how you did something- I'm going to do it my way!
27. Seeing the number on the scales go up every time you weigh yourself... I weigh a stone and a half more than I did at the beginning of the year! >.<
28. People saying stuff like ‘you have a very neat bump’... What the fuck does that even mean?!
29. Getting hairier... I swear I’m turning into a gorilla!
30. Worrying about potential constipation, piles and other icky stuff and doing everything possible to prevent it.
31. Backache.
32. Random pains in places you never even knew existed.
33. Not being able to shave legs properly.
34. Googling EVERYTHING and consequently unnecessarily worrying about things you wouldn’t even know about if you hadn’t googled too much.
35. Not being able to bite your toenails.
36. Legs going numb all the way from the toes to the fanny... such a weird sensation.
37. Not being able to see much below your bellybutton without a mirror.
38. Urine samples... Luckily my midwife usually lets me pee on a stick instead of peeing into a little pot... but it’s still pee related!
39. People asking the same questions over and over again... What is it? It’s A FUCKING BABY!
40. The belly getting in the way of everything... usually resulting in silly situations like getting stuck under the table in the pub.
41. Being overly emotional and crying at films like High School Musical 3.
42. ‘Pregnancy brain’... I thought I was forgetful and a wee bit dumb BEFORE I was pregnant, but now it’s just getting ridiculous!
43. Not being able to eat sandwiches in shops because of the mayonnaise in them... I didn’t like mayonnaise before, but knowing I’m not allowed to eat it makes me want to eat it!
44. Wind... Not the outsidey, weather y kind!
45. The feeling of feet getting stuck in ribs or whatever it actually is.
46. Being told not to do things... HELLOOOO! My guitar is NOT too heavy to lift and I CAN clean out the degu cage without getting toxoplasmosis because you get it from CAT SHIT!
47. Not being able to go in mosh pits and stuff.
48. Being told off by the Wii fit for putting on weight.
49. Finding it difficult to tie shoelaces.
50. Your sense of smell being almost as good as that of a dog... All the gross smells smell a million times worse!
51. Having bigger boobs... Seriously, I thought my boobs were too big BEFORE I got pregnant!
52. Knowing that in a few weeks you’ll have to push a human out of your vagina... That can’t feel nice... and people will be looking there and stuff lol!
53. Not being able to get comfortable... especially in bed... Sleeping on the belly is impossible and sleeping on the back makes it hard to breathe.
54. Being either way too hot or way too cold.
55. Knocking things over with the belly... Notably, the beer of a random stranger.
56. Not being able to go on planes... Not that I have any reason to or even have a passport, but it’d be nice to have the option!
57. Worrying when the baby doesn’t move for a few hours and then getting kicked so hard it kinda hurts.
58. Headaches... I don’t get them much anymore, but a couple of months ago I’d quite regularly wake up with headache coolifying strips stuck to the side of my face or in my hair!
59. Having no sense of balance.
60. People making bitchy comments about names you like.
61. Not getting all the gel off you after an ultrasound.
62. Finding yourself buying pregnancy magazines instead of Kerrang!
63. Nails growing freakishly fast.
64. Not being able to plan anything super-fun during the month the baby is due.
65. People giving you evil looks when you walk up to a bar.
66. The waddle... Sometimes you end up walking like a constipated penguin.
67. The bump feeling super heavy, as though someone had injected lead into your belly.
68. Having to wait almost 10 months for it to be over... I don’t know why people say you’re pregnant for 9 months, 40 weeks is more like 10!
69. The fact that thinking of 69 bad things is way too easy!
=]
Enjoy!
1. STRETCHMARKS!!! EVERYWHERE!!! I look like a fucking zebra!
2. Heartburn... I no longer notice how gross gaviscon tastes- it’s now like my best friend!
3. People touching the bump without permission.
4. Not being able to get drunk... I’ve been 18 for ages and still haven’t been legally wasted!
5. Not being able to smoke.
6. Not being allowed to get tattooed... One of my tats seriously needs touching up and I have to wait!
7. Not being allowed to get pierced... I love getting piercings! >.<>.<
8. 1. Knowing that very soon you’ll have lots of responsibilities.
9. Having to take iron tablets.
10. Feeling guilty every time you dye your hair because there’s a small possibility that it might be potentially harmful to the baby.
11. Boobs being all weird, ugly and lactatey.
12. Having to worry about money more.
13. Cravings... Usually on Sunday evenings when the shops are closed.
14. Not being able to walk very far without being all uncomfortable.
15. Militant lactivists condemning you because you don’t think you really want to breastfeed.
16. Having to make so many decisions. Boob or bottle? Reusable or disposable nappies? Which pram? What name? Etc...
17. Worrying about everything to do with the birth... from the pain to potential poopingness.
18. Needing to pee like a zillion times during the night... and during the day, but only at inappropriate times.
19. People giving you advice you never asked for all the time... I don’t care if I could buy lots of second hand clothes to save money... He’s a new person, so he can have new clothes!
20. Seeing the number on the scales go up every time you weigh yourself... I weigh a stone and a half more than I did at the beginning of the year! >.<
21. People saying stuff like ‘you have a very neat bump’... What the fuck does that even mean?!
22. Militant lactivists condemning you because you think you don't want to breastfeed.
23. Having to make so many decisions... Boob or bottle? Reusable or disposable nappies? Which pram? What name? etc.
24. Worrying about everything to do with the birth... From the pain to potential poopingness!
25. Needing to pee like a zillion times during the night...and during the day, but only at inappropriate times.
26. People giving you advice you never asked for all the time... I don't care if that's how you did something- I'm going to do it my way!
27. Seeing the number on the scales go up every time you weigh yourself... I weigh a stone and a half more than I did at the beginning of the year! >.<
28. People saying stuff like ‘you have a very neat bump’... What the fuck does that even mean?!
29. Getting hairier... I swear I’m turning into a gorilla!
30. Worrying about potential constipation, piles and other icky stuff and doing everything possible to prevent it.
31. Backache.
32. Random pains in places you never even knew existed.
33. Not being able to shave legs properly.
34. Googling EVERYTHING and consequently unnecessarily worrying about things you wouldn’t even know about if you hadn’t googled too much.
35. Not being able to bite your toenails.
36. Legs going numb all the way from the toes to the fanny... such a weird sensation.
37. Not being able to see much below your bellybutton without a mirror.
38. Urine samples... Luckily my midwife usually lets me pee on a stick instead of peeing into a little pot... but it’s still pee related!
39. People asking the same questions over and over again... What is it? It’s A FUCKING BABY!
40. The belly getting in the way of everything... usually resulting in silly situations like getting stuck under the table in the pub.
41. Being overly emotional and crying at films like High School Musical 3.
42. ‘Pregnancy brain’... I thought I was forgetful and a wee bit dumb BEFORE I was pregnant, but now it’s just getting ridiculous!
43. Not being able to eat sandwiches in shops because of the mayonnaise in them... I didn’t like mayonnaise before, but knowing I’m not allowed to eat it makes me want to eat it!
44. Wind... Not the outsidey, weather y kind!
45. The feeling of feet getting stuck in ribs or whatever it actually is.
46. Being told not to do things... HELLOOOO! My guitar is NOT too heavy to lift and I CAN clean out the degu cage without getting toxoplasmosis because you get it from CAT SHIT!
47. Not being able to go in mosh pits and stuff.
48. Being told off by the Wii fit for putting on weight.
49. Finding it difficult to tie shoelaces.
50. Your sense of smell being almost as good as that of a dog... All the gross smells smell a million times worse!
51. Having bigger boobs... Seriously, I thought my boobs were too big BEFORE I got pregnant!
52. Knowing that in a few weeks you’ll have to push a human out of your vagina... That can’t feel nice... and people will be looking there and stuff lol!
53. Not being able to get comfortable... especially in bed... Sleeping on the belly is impossible and sleeping on the back makes it hard to breathe.
54. Being either way too hot or way too cold.
55. Knocking things over with the belly... Notably, the beer of a random stranger.
56. Not being able to go on planes... Not that I have any reason to or even have a passport, but it’d be nice to have the option!
57. Worrying when the baby doesn’t move for a few hours and then getting kicked so hard it kinda hurts.
58. Headaches... I don’t get them much anymore, but a couple of months ago I’d quite regularly wake up with headache coolifying strips stuck to the side of my face or in my hair!
59. Having no sense of balance.
60. People making bitchy comments about names you like.
61. Not getting all the gel off you after an ultrasound.
62. Finding yourself buying pregnancy magazines instead of Kerrang!
63. Nails growing freakishly fast.
64. Not being able to plan anything super-fun during the month the baby is due.
65. People giving you evil looks when you walk up to a bar.
66. The waddle... Sometimes you end up walking like a constipated penguin.
67. The bump feeling super heavy, as though someone had injected lead into your belly.
68. Having to wait almost 10 months for it to be over... I don’t know why people say you’re pregnant for 9 months, 40 weeks is more like 10!
69. The fact that thinking of 69 bad things is way too easy!
=]
Thursday 27 August 2009
Midwife Appt.
Ok, so I fucked up lastnight's post. Shame, it was a huge list of 69 things. I even cried over the deleteage of it lol... fuckin' hormones! I'm gonna try to re-create the list tonight though, so watch out for it! XD
Anyhow, I just got back from my midwife appointment. Yeah, it was at 2:30, but I went shopping afterwards... I bought a new top (not an interesting one) and some hair dye. I know I shouldn't be dying my hair, but I'm so fed up of having boring hair... I'm going to go back to my usual pinkyness! XD
Everything was hoobacious at the midwife appointment. My piss was fine. My blood pressure was 100/60. Fundal height was 32 (which is perfect because I'm 32 weeks pregnant). His heart rate was 140-155. I got my Sure Start Maternity Grant thing signed and got the Health In Pregnancy form. I'm still low risk... And best of all, he's now 'ceph free' which basically means that his head is down (like it should be), it's not engaged yet and he's no longer breech. =D
My next midwife appointment is in two weeks and is on September 10th... it's scary that it's that date in just 2 weeks because it seems dead close to October 19th!
Anyhow, I just got back from my midwife appointment. Yeah, it was at 2:30, but I went shopping afterwards... I bought a new top (not an interesting one) and some hair dye. I know I shouldn't be dying my hair, but I'm so fed up of having boring hair... I'm going to go back to my usual pinkyness! XD
Everything was hoobacious at the midwife appointment. My piss was fine. My blood pressure was 100/60. Fundal height was 32 (which is perfect because I'm 32 weeks pregnant). His heart rate was 140-155. I got my Sure Start Maternity Grant thing signed and got the Health In Pregnancy form. I'm still low risk... And best of all, he's now 'ceph free' which basically means that his head is down (like it should be), it's not engaged yet and he's no longer breech. =D
My next midwife appointment is in two weeks and is on September 10th... it's scary that it's that date in just 2 weeks because it seems dead close to October 19th!
Wednesday 26 August 2009
Stuff
Erm yeah, I'm just gonna write about random pregnancy related crap because I'm bored!
Last night, I really shouldn't have watched Neighbours. It freaked me out big styleeee! Bridget had her baby in a tent. I'm possibly going camping some time in the next couple of weeks... and not to a music festival with proper first aidy people! o_O I don't wanna give birth in a tent! I probably wont though lol. Ooohh, and it looked super-painful and horrible... and the cord was around the baby's neck and everything and it had to be rushed to hospital... Really not the kind of thing a pregnant person wants to watch on tv. Why aren't there ever any straightforward, nice births on tv? =/
I filled in the big form for the Sure Start Maternity Grant last night. I'm going to have to get the midwife to sign it at my appointment tomorrow and then I can finally send it off and hopefully, it wont take too long to come through. I need to get a form for the Health In Pregnancy thingy tomorrow too. The midwife almost gave me one at my last appointment, but then she got distracted with lecturing me about iron and stuff lol. I really need all this money as soon as possible though. I've realised that I need to buy things and I can't afford to buy things. I get like £50 a week from income support shizz, and that's only enough to buy basic food shizz and whatnot... Well yeah, at the moment I spend quite a bit of it on random crap... but that's because my grandparents insist on letting me eat their food and buying me stuff. I do give them money towards things and stuff though. That'll all change soon though, and I'll have to start being super-careful with money and have to buy all my own food and stuff because some time in the next couple of months I'm moving out. So yeah, must start being careful with money. I think I'm going to go for the cheaper thing rather than the quinny buzz... It's nowhere near as nice, but I think I can afford it. Babies are expensive!
I've heard stories of people peeing themselves whilst pregnant... Luckily that hasn't happened to me yet, but I'm living in fear of it happening! It would be immensely embarrassing! Pregnancy is basically just many months of grossness that gradually gets worse and worse until a huge explosion of grossness right at the end. I don't understand why someone would actually choose to get pregnant. Like yeah, if it happens accidentally, it happens... but for these people that spend years and years actually trying to get pregnant*, they don't know how horrible pregnancy really is... Why don't they just adopt of something... save themselves loads of months of hell! Yeah, they get a cute little baby at the end of it, but they can get babies from other sources! Why would anyone want to put themselves through all this?! Y'know, I'm saying all this and I've had it easy. No morning sickness or anything. I can't imagine how horrid it is for all the people who are plagued with sickness and stuff!
* Note: I'm not dissing people who choose to get pregnant, I'm merely saying I hate pregnancy. I fully respect anyones choices to try to get pregnant and I'm not saying people shouldn't- just that pregnancy is gross lol. Don't want to offend anyone!
But yes, it may sound like I don't want to be pregnant, but I do. I may not have chosen to get pregnant, but even though I hate being pregnant, I can't wait to meet the squigglytiddlypeep! <3
Stay tuned for my next blog post, which will probably be a list of all the things I hate about pregnancy! XD
Last night, I really shouldn't have watched Neighbours. It freaked me out big styleeee! Bridget had her baby in a tent. I'm possibly going camping some time in the next couple of weeks... and not to a music festival with proper first aidy people! o_O I don't wanna give birth in a tent! I probably wont though lol. Ooohh, and it looked super-painful and horrible... and the cord was around the baby's neck and everything and it had to be rushed to hospital... Really not the kind of thing a pregnant person wants to watch on tv. Why aren't there ever any straightforward, nice births on tv? =/
I filled in the big form for the Sure Start Maternity Grant last night. I'm going to have to get the midwife to sign it at my appointment tomorrow and then I can finally send it off and hopefully, it wont take too long to come through. I need to get a form for the Health In Pregnancy thingy tomorrow too. The midwife almost gave me one at my last appointment, but then she got distracted with lecturing me about iron and stuff lol. I really need all this money as soon as possible though. I've realised that I need to buy things and I can't afford to buy things. I get like £50 a week from income support shizz, and that's only enough to buy basic food shizz and whatnot... Well yeah, at the moment I spend quite a bit of it on random crap... but that's because my grandparents insist on letting me eat their food and buying me stuff. I do give them money towards things and stuff though. That'll all change soon though, and I'll have to start being super-careful with money and have to buy all my own food and stuff because some time in the next couple of months I'm moving out. So yeah, must start being careful with money. I think I'm going to go for the cheaper thing rather than the quinny buzz... It's nowhere near as nice, but I think I can afford it. Babies are expensive!
I've heard stories of people peeing themselves whilst pregnant... Luckily that hasn't happened to me yet, but I'm living in fear of it happening! It would be immensely embarrassing! Pregnancy is basically just many months of grossness that gradually gets worse and worse until a huge explosion of grossness right at the end. I don't understand why someone would actually choose to get pregnant. Like yeah, if it happens accidentally, it happens... but for these people that spend years and years actually trying to get pregnant*, they don't know how horrible pregnancy really is... Why don't they just adopt of something... save themselves loads of months of hell! Yeah, they get a cute little baby at the end of it, but they can get babies from other sources! Why would anyone want to put themselves through all this?! Y'know, I'm saying all this and I've had it easy. No morning sickness or anything. I can't imagine how horrid it is for all the people who are plagued with sickness and stuff!
* Note: I'm not dissing people who choose to get pregnant, I'm merely saying I hate pregnancy. I fully respect anyones choices to try to get pregnant and I'm not saying people shouldn't- just that pregnancy is gross lol. Don't want to offend anyone!
But yes, it may sound like I don't want to be pregnant, but I do. I may not have chosen to get pregnant, but even though I hate being pregnant, I can't wait to meet the squigglytiddlypeep! <3
Stay tuned for my next blog post, which will probably be a list of all the things I hate about pregnancy! XD
Tuesday 25 August 2009
WAY TOO MUCH INFORMATION!
Oh my fucking god. This is absolutely mortifying to write about... but I will anyway, because it's pregnancy related and I need something to write about. Sorry if it's wayyy too much information, but it has to be documented! I need to start being more open about things like this because in like 8 weeks, I'm going to have a human coming out of my vagina and need to have no shame about anything by them! XD
I think my boobs have started leaking.
I was sitting here earlier and noticed a tiny wet spot on my top in my boobular area. I had a degu on my shoulder at the time, so I thought I'd probably been pissed on a bit or something. After further investigation, I realised that the spot of wetness was more damp on the inside of my top than the outside. Then it hit me like a double decker bus - it was probably coming from my boob.
I decided to do some more investigating. So I went and had a look. There was a teeny-tiny drop of wetness on my nipple... and there's this kinda dry opaque shizz that I've been noticing occasionally for the last week or so, but I thought that was just some kind of weird skin thing caused by my bra getting too small and rubbing a bit or something... Now I'm convinced I've been leaking colostrum or whatever it's called. I've googled about this shizz, and it definitely appears that I'm leaking a little... Not enough for it to be problematic or obvious to other people, but this is still rather embarrassing lol!
It's not fair- I don't even need this to happen as I probably wont even breastfeed (although I still haven't completelymade up my mind about that). I refuse to get some of those breast pad things though. It's really not enough leakage for me to need those. I know it'll probably get worse over the next few weeks and after the baby is born, but for now... I'd like to pretend I have normal person boobies! XD
I feel so uncool! >.< but it's always fun to LOL @ yourself, right?
I think my boobs have started leaking.
I was sitting here earlier and noticed a tiny wet spot on my top in my boobular area. I had a degu on my shoulder at the time, so I thought I'd probably been pissed on a bit or something. After further investigation, I realised that the spot of wetness was more damp on the inside of my top than the outside. Then it hit me like a double decker bus - it was probably coming from my boob.
I decided to do some more investigating. So I went and had a look. There was a teeny-tiny drop of wetness on my nipple... and there's this kinda dry opaque shizz that I've been noticing occasionally for the last week or so, but I thought that was just some kind of weird skin thing caused by my bra getting too small and rubbing a bit or something... Now I'm convinced I've been leaking colostrum or whatever it's called. I've googled about this shizz, and it definitely appears that I'm leaking a little... Not enough for it to be problematic or obvious to other people, but this is still rather embarrassing lol!
It's not fair- I don't even need this to happen as I probably wont even breastfeed (although I still haven't completelymade up my mind about that). I refuse to get some of those breast pad things though. It's really not enough leakage for me to need those. I know it'll probably get worse over the next few weeks and after the baby is born, but for now... I'd like to pretend I have normal person boobies! XD
I feel so uncool! >.< but it's always fun to LOL @ yourself, right?
Sunday 23 August 2009
Bump update and new due date!
So this is what my bump currently looks like after 31 weeks and 6 days of pregnantness. I swear it's gone smaller since the last bump picture! Please excuse the rolled down pouchy thing on my maternity jeans and also ignore the stretchmarks (omfg- they're 10 times worse on the other side of me)! It looks smaller in the picture, but I'm growing out of more and more clothes, so I'm guessing it's not actually smaller and just looks like it is.
I have a new estimated due date... Well, not really... but my mum predicts I'm going to give birth around the 19th of September (like a month before he's actually due). She was right when she had a feeling her friend was going to give birth early... So maybe she's right with me too. For the last month or so I've had a feeling he's going to come early. There's a gig I want to go to on September 21st, but I'm not going to go to it because it's less than a month before the actual due date and seems a bit risky! I hope my mums random feeling isn't right... I'd like him to be born before he's due, but no more than a week or so before! I'm nowhere near ready to have a baby that soon lol! But yes, we shall see whether my mother is more accurate than the midwife and a scan! Should be interesting to find out! XD
Meep. It's pretty much impossible to get comfortable these days. The bump gets in the way of everything from sleeping to touching my feet. It even knocks things over. I got kinda stuck under the table in the pub because of it on Thursday and then I'm pretty sure I knocked over a glass with it when going past a table. I'm going to have to attempt to shave my legs again tonight. It should be fun. I'm being extra careful with that at the moment. It was fucking embarrassing being in hospital with a leg related thing and having only partially shaved legs!
But meep... You've now had a bump update and stuff, so I'm gonna stop writing because I have nothing interesting to say.
Saturday 22 August 2009
Updateage.
I need to start updating this again... It's been 9 days since I last did. I am now 31 weeks and 5 days pregnant and there are only 58 days left until the squigglytiddlypeep is born.
After this incident, I've been having to take iron tablets. The midwife on the ward said I had no choice because my haemoglobin had dropped to 9.9 and apparently it would just drop more if I didn't take them. Meep, it's not like it had dropped a lot or anything. It was 10.4 before and that was a couple of weeks ago. >.< I wont refuse to take them though, because it's good for the squigglytiddlypeep. If he wasn't in me, I'd definitely not be taking them.
The heartburn is starting to get ridiculous over the last couple of days. Yesterday I lost count of how many times I needed to take gaviscon. I'm not sure if it's all just because I'm getting pregnanter or because of what I've been eating. Gaviscon FTW!
I still haven't bought any more baby stuff. I think I'm going to wait to get the Sure Start Maternity Grant and the Health In Pregnancy thingy. I need to keep as much of my other money as possible, as I plan to move out of this house either just before or just after the squigglytiddlypeep is born.
Yesterday I thought of a name I really liked. My mother was once again bitchy about it. I shouldn't have agreed to tell her. I need to start seriously considering names and whatnot because there's only like 8 weeks and 2 days left until he's due! o_O He needs a perfect name. If other people have a problem with what I decide to call him, they can fuck right off. ^__^
In the pub a few days ago (I was drinking mainly non-alcoholic drinks, so no lectures please :P) me and a friend were discussing how I could make use of my maternity jeans after the baby is born. They have a huge pouchy thing at the front that goes over my belly, so we reckon it'd be a good idea to use it for storing the baby in. It'd be like a kangaroo pouch. I would bounce around a lot, call him either Joey or Skippy and live a beautiful life as a kangaroo... It would be awesome! Although naming him after Skippy wouldn't be good... because he's a bush kangaroo and the word 'bush' would just be inappropriate! XD
Anyhows... this was only some kinda filler post thing. I'll write about something else later on... and maybe update with a bump picture to show how much I've grown in the last couple of weeks.
After this incident, I've been having to take iron tablets. The midwife on the ward said I had no choice because my haemoglobin had dropped to 9.9 and apparently it would just drop more if I didn't take them. Meep, it's not like it had dropped a lot or anything. It was 10.4 before and that was a couple of weeks ago. >.< I wont refuse to take them though, because it's good for the squigglytiddlypeep. If he wasn't in me, I'd definitely not be taking them.
The heartburn is starting to get ridiculous over the last couple of days. Yesterday I lost count of how many times I needed to take gaviscon. I'm not sure if it's all just because I'm getting pregnanter or because of what I've been eating. Gaviscon FTW!
I still haven't bought any more baby stuff. I think I'm going to wait to get the Sure Start Maternity Grant and the Health In Pregnancy thingy. I need to keep as much of my other money as possible, as I plan to move out of this house either just before or just after the squigglytiddlypeep is born.
Yesterday I thought of a name I really liked. My mother was once again bitchy about it. I shouldn't have agreed to tell her. I need to start seriously considering names and whatnot because there's only like 8 weeks and 2 days left until he's due! o_O He needs a perfect name. If other people have a problem with what I decide to call him, they can fuck right off. ^__^
In the pub a few days ago (I was drinking mainly non-alcoholic drinks, so no lectures please :P) me and a friend were discussing how I could make use of my maternity jeans after the baby is born. They have a huge pouchy thing at the front that goes over my belly, so we reckon it'd be a good idea to use it for storing the baby in. It'd be like a kangaroo pouch. I would bounce around a lot, call him either Joey or Skippy and live a beautiful life as a kangaroo... It would be awesome! Although naming him after Skippy wouldn't be good... because he's a bush kangaroo and the word 'bush' would just be inappropriate! XD
Anyhows... this was only some kinda filler post thing. I'll write about something else later on... and maybe update with a bump picture to show how much I've grown in the last couple of weeks.
Thursday 13 August 2009
Midwife appointment.
I just had my 30 week midwife appointment. Might as well write about it, as I have nothing else to do.
The squigglytiddlypeep is currently breech, but as I'm only 30 weeks, I have like 6 weeks for him to turn round in. If he doesn't turn round in the next 6 weeks I'll have to see some doctory person or something. It's definitely not a worry just yet though, as 6 weeks is quite a long time (although I'm certain the next 6 weeks will go really fast).
My haemoglobin is 10.4 and apparently the cut off point for needing iron tablets is 10... The midwife told me that if I don't want iron tablets, I need to start eating food with lots of iron in them, or take that pregnacare stuff. I don't do tablets, so I'm just going to try eating food with lots of iron... I'll have to google stuff and see what foods would be good to eat that actually taste nice... I will certainly not be nomming spinach or anything!
My fundal height had so far always been the same number of cms as the amount of weeks pregnant I am. I had a feeling it would be one cm over today though. Sure enough, when she measured it, my fundal height was 31cm! How psychic am I?! 31 cms is still normal though, so he's growing well. =]
My blood pressure is still good. It's 115/60. I'm not sure what the numbers really mean, but I know it's fine. The top number is the highest it's been so far, and the bottom number is almost always 60. =]
My pee was once again fine, as was the baby's heart beat.
Oooohhh... Yesterday my uncle basically called me a liar for saying my back was hurting because when his wife was pregnant, she was walking everywhere fine and didn't have pain... It totally pissed me off as I wasn't lying and it was aching like fuck. People should know not to piss of pregnant people! Me and my grandmother will take great pleasure in informing him that the midwife thinks I might have sciatica or something. Anyway, it's common knowledge that pregnant people get bachache! How the fuck can someone be justified in telling a pregnant person that they aren't in any pain?!
So yeah, that was my midwife appointment. Shizz seems to be going pretty well. My next appointment is in two weeks. =]
The squigglytiddlypeep is currently breech, but as I'm only 30 weeks, I have like 6 weeks for him to turn round in. If he doesn't turn round in the next 6 weeks I'll have to see some doctory person or something. It's definitely not a worry just yet though, as 6 weeks is quite a long time (although I'm certain the next 6 weeks will go really fast).
My haemoglobin is 10.4 and apparently the cut off point for needing iron tablets is 10... The midwife told me that if I don't want iron tablets, I need to start eating food with lots of iron in them, or take that pregnacare stuff. I don't do tablets, so I'm just going to try eating food with lots of iron... I'll have to google stuff and see what foods would be good to eat that actually taste nice... I will certainly not be nomming spinach or anything!
My fundal height had so far always been the same number of cms as the amount of weeks pregnant I am. I had a feeling it would be one cm over today though. Sure enough, when she measured it, my fundal height was 31cm! How psychic am I?! 31 cms is still normal though, so he's growing well. =]
My blood pressure is still good. It's 115/60. I'm not sure what the numbers really mean, but I know it's fine. The top number is the highest it's been so far, and the bottom number is almost always 60. =]
My pee was once again fine, as was the baby's heart beat.
Oooohhh... Yesterday my uncle basically called me a liar for saying my back was hurting because when his wife was pregnant, she was walking everywhere fine and didn't have pain... It totally pissed me off as I wasn't lying and it was aching like fuck. People should know not to piss of pregnant people! Me and my grandmother will take great pleasure in informing him that the midwife thinks I might have sciatica or something. Anyway, it's common knowledge that pregnant people get bachache! How the fuck can someone be justified in telling a pregnant person that they aren't in any pain?!
So yeah, that was my midwife appointment. Shizz seems to be going pretty well. My next appointment is in two weeks. =]
Sunday 9 August 2009
Boy or girl?
I didn't really see much of the 20 week scan as there was a lot of stuff they needed to check and the screen was facing away from me for most of it. My grandmother was there with me and she saw the whole thing. She said he's unmistakeably a boy. The ultrasoundy person was certain it's a boy too.
However, I have a silly niggly feeling that he could turn out to be a girl. I'm not sure why. It might be because I've heard so many stories of babies turning out to be the opposite sex to what the parents were told they would be. Maybe it's because it would be hoobloads easier for me to name a girl. Maybe it's because I read in a pregnancy magazine that research shows that people with lots of money are more likely to have boys and that kind of fits in with people I know who have had babies in the last few years (well, I don't really know many actual rich people... but I'm counting rich people as grown-up people with jobs that can afford to have a baby).
I just did an old wives tale gender prediction test thing. It said there's a 53% chance of it being a girl. A chinese gender predictor thingy predicted a boy. Why can't any of these things be 100% accurate?!
I think I'm going to try buying more unisex clothes just in case. I'm not that into unisex clothes, because the majority of them don't look that cool (in my opinion). I can't stand that baby yellow colour! Luckily the moses basket I have isn't blue or anything, so it's pretty much unisex.
Hopefully he will turn out to be a boy though. I wouldn't like to have wasted hoobloads of money on boy stuff only to find out he's actually a she. Although if he does turn out to be a girl, at least I'll have the perfect name! =]
Yes, I realise how silly this post sounds!
However, I have a silly niggly feeling that he could turn out to be a girl. I'm not sure why. It might be because I've heard so many stories of babies turning out to be the opposite sex to what the parents were told they would be. Maybe it's because it would be hoobloads easier for me to name a girl. Maybe it's because I read in a pregnancy magazine that research shows that people with lots of money are more likely to have boys and that kind of fits in with people I know who have had babies in the last few years (well, I don't really know many actual rich people... but I'm counting rich people as grown-up people with jobs that can afford to have a baby).
I just did an old wives tale gender prediction test thing. It said there's a 53% chance of it being a girl. A chinese gender predictor thingy predicted a boy. Why can't any of these things be 100% accurate?!
I think I'm going to try buying more unisex clothes just in case. I'm not that into unisex clothes, because the majority of them don't look that cool (in my opinion). I can't stand that baby yellow colour! Luckily the moses basket I have isn't blue or anything, so it's pretty much unisex.
Hopefully he will turn out to be a boy though. I wouldn't like to have wasted hoobloads of money on boy stuff only to find out he's actually a she. Although if he does turn out to be a girl, at least I'll have the perfect name! =]
Yes, I realise how silly this post sounds!
Saturday 8 August 2009
Hugeness
Oh my god! Just look at the picture (and ignore the shitty PJs)! My bump is getting huge! Erk- you can see one of my many stretchmarks... One day when I'm feeling very brave (even braver than I am right now... It took a lot of persuading myself to actually take a bump picture), I might take a close up stretchmark pic and blog all about stretchies... Definitely not today though! This post is about how huge I am!
This morning I was going to get dressed and realised that apart from a couple of recently bought tops and all my old, exceedingly baggy (although not really baggy at all anymore) band t-shirts, I had no clothes that fit me. The only things I had that I can wear on my bottom half (not including PJ bottoms, as for some reason, I can still squeeze into all my old ones) are my maternity jeans and some shorts I bought a few weeks ago. I decided I needed to go shopping.
I went to New Look. Usually maternity jeans look shit (in my opinion) and I thought my maternity jeans were an ok buy as they looked slightly less shit than some other ones you can get, but still look pretty crap. I was only really going to look for a new top, but I ended up buying some black maternity skinny jeans which are fucking awesome! Unlike all other maternity jeans I've seen, I know for a fact that my mum wouldn't wear them... That was good enough for me, so I bought them. They are so hoobaciously comfortable! =D I couldn't find any tops I liked in the maternity section, so I just got a normal size 14 (gosh, it's weird to think that all my mother and grandmother's clothes would now fit me) top. It's kind of baggy, so there'll be lots of room to grow. I'm not sure if it'll fit me right up until the baby is born, but I know it'll definitely fit me for a few weeks (even at the immense rate that I'm expanding). I also bought some shoes and a bag. Shopping was productive. =]
It's getting hard to shave my legs, pick things up off the floor and tie shoe laces now, so I'm kind of worried that it's just going to get worse and worse. I refuse to give birth with hairy legs, so I'm going to find a way round it! My belly button (which I think was always pretty deep for a belly button) is getting shallower and shallower. I wonder how long it'll take for it to become an outie...
Ooohh... today, the squigglytiddlypeep moved so violently that it hurt like fuck! It was in the area around my bottom ribs. I swear he was trying to break a rib! At least I know he's moving around! I hope he doesn't cause me too much pain in the next just over 10 weeks!
Anyhow. Now I've informed the world of my giganticness, I'm gonna go do something else! Hoobletoodledoo!
Friday 7 August 2009
72 days...
Rarrrrr! Only 72 days left! Over the last few days it's dawned on me how little time I have left.
I have no idea what I'm going to call him. I don't even really have a narrowed down list anymore. I have the perfect girls name and I kind of want him to be a girl so I could use it. I need to find the perfect boy's name, but I only have like 11 weeks left to ponder!
So much stuff I need to buy. I want everything to be perfect. I keep putting off buying things (apart from like clothes and stuff) because even if I like something a lot, I know that if I buy it I'll probably find a better one in a few weeks. Unless things are perfect, I can't bring myself to buy them. I have a perfect moses basket though. I know I'll never be able to find one that I like even half as much. I need to remember how little time I have left and start buying all the big things!
I've started thinking/worrying about the actual birth (yeah, I'm only 29 weeks pregnant, but the last 10 weeks have gone freakishly quickly and I need to be prepared and whatnot). It's scary stuff. I don't understand how something that big can come out of something so small without breaking it or whatever. The thought of tearing and episiotomies freaks me out a bit... Especially as I know my mum had to have an episiotomy when she had me and that she tore pretty fucking badly with my half brother! C-sections... The thought of having one of those didn't sound too bad until my grandmother told me about how horrible they are. Although, I'm not sure she's a reliable source of information when it comes to pregnancy-related stuff because the last time she gave birth was in 1971... Things have probably changed a lot since then and her memory of it all is probably a bit fuzzy... At least I know that if I ask my mum about something, her knowledge is probably quite up to date as she last gave birth in 2007.
People keep telling me that I should have the baby given straight to me when he's born because I'll bond with it and stuff... I remember how gross my half brother was just after he was born and to be honest, I would rather not have to hold a baby covered in loads of... blood, shit and general fanny gunk. I think I'll definitely have him cleaned before I hold him. It's likely that I will bond with the squigglytiddlypeep anyway. I know for a fact that I'd enjoy bonding with a clean baby rather than one who is covered in ickyness. People seem to think it's wrong to want a clean baby and I kind of feel like a couple of people are pressuring me into not having him cleaned straight away. It pisses me off. It's my choice. Maybe I'll change my mind about this before October, but I probably wont. Besides, I think I've already kinda bonded with him even though he isn't born yet.
I'm going to do things how I want to do things, not how anyone else wants me to do things. >.<
But yeah, lots to think about and decide and stuff! Sorry about going into a big rant-type-thing... This post was only supposed to be about names and shopping! XD
I have no idea what I'm going to call him. I don't even really have a narrowed down list anymore. I have the perfect girls name and I kind of want him to be a girl so I could use it. I need to find the perfect boy's name, but I only have like 11 weeks left to ponder!
So much stuff I need to buy. I want everything to be perfect. I keep putting off buying things (apart from like clothes and stuff) because even if I like something a lot, I know that if I buy it I'll probably find a better one in a few weeks. Unless things are perfect, I can't bring myself to buy them. I have a perfect moses basket though. I know I'll never be able to find one that I like even half as much. I need to remember how little time I have left and start buying all the big things!
I've started thinking/worrying about the actual birth (yeah, I'm only 29 weeks pregnant, but the last 10 weeks have gone freakishly quickly and I need to be prepared and whatnot). It's scary stuff. I don't understand how something that big can come out of something so small without breaking it or whatever. The thought of tearing and episiotomies freaks me out a bit... Especially as I know my mum had to have an episiotomy when she had me and that she tore pretty fucking badly with my half brother! C-sections... The thought of having one of those didn't sound too bad until my grandmother told me about how horrible they are. Although, I'm not sure she's a reliable source of information when it comes to pregnancy-related stuff because the last time she gave birth was in 1971... Things have probably changed a lot since then and her memory of it all is probably a bit fuzzy... At least I know that if I ask my mum about something, her knowledge is probably quite up to date as she last gave birth in 2007.
People keep telling me that I should have the baby given straight to me when he's born because I'll bond with it and stuff... I remember how gross my half brother was just after he was born and to be honest, I would rather not have to hold a baby covered in loads of... blood, shit and general fanny gunk. I think I'll definitely have him cleaned before I hold him. It's likely that I will bond with the squigglytiddlypeep anyway. I know for a fact that I'd enjoy bonding with a clean baby rather than one who is covered in ickyness. People seem to think it's wrong to want a clean baby and I kind of feel like a couple of people are pressuring me into not having him cleaned straight away. It pisses me off. It's my choice. Maybe I'll change my mind about this before October, but I probably wont. Besides, I think I've already kinda bonded with him even though he isn't born yet.
I'm going to do things how I want to do things, not how anyone else wants me to do things. >.<
But yeah, lots to think about and decide and stuff! Sorry about going into a big rant-type-thing... This post was only supposed to be about names and shopping! XD
Tuesday 4 August 2009
Anti-d.
I had my anti-d injection today. I had been freaking out about today because ever since this incident, I have been really scared of having blood taken from me. I freaked out in the hospital last week when I was going to have blood tests, so I had to have the blood taken and tested while I was there today. Luckily, my fear of needles or whatever I was scared of seems to have randomly disappeared now and I could appreciate the awesomeness of the needle size!They took two test tubes of my blood. It took them ages and ages to find a vein. The blood came out of me at a decent speed this time though... No drip... drip... dripping.
I then waited around for a while while they tested my blood for antibodies or whatever. They proceeded to tell me my name, date of birth and that my blood group is O negative... All information which I knew... but hey ho! I didn't bother telling them that my last name doesn't have an E on the end... I gave up on trying to get people to spell my name right years ago!
Then for the anti-d. It was a huge needle! Possibly the biggest one I've ever had. People had been telling me for weeks that it was in my butt or my leg. It was injected into the muscle in my arm with no mention of injecting it into anywhere else... Such a relief! XD It was probably the most painful injection I've ever had. It wasn't very painful or anything, but as there was a huge syringe of stuff to go into my muscle, I wasn't surprised at the weird stingy numbness. It didn't feel pleasent, but it was ok... The needle was rad though! =D
My grandmother was with me, and she mentioned to the midwife giving me the injection that I hadn't felt any definite movements from the baby for about 24 hours. Personally I wasn't immensely worried because there are days where he doesn't move as much as others, but it was kind of worrying. I didn't want to make a big deal of something that was probably nothing, but the midwifey person strapped me into a fetal heart monitoring thingy (the bit of paper from it is pictured above) just to make sure it was ok. It monitored the heart rate and also the movements. He moved quite a bit when I had the thingy strapped on to me... Typical! XD It was very reassuring though. At least I know the squigglytiddlypeep is fine. =]
It was rather worrying while I was there as there was another pregnant person getting checked out. She had had suspected swine flu, but the blood tests came back negative (yes, I listen into other people's conversations when I'm bored waiting for things). They told her that she didn't have swiney while she was in the antenatal place. So she could have given swiney (if she had happened to have it) to loads of other pregnant people. Even though she didn't have swiney, it's still worrying because even if it's just normal flu, I'd rather not catch it! >.<
Anyhow... That was my morning! XD
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