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Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Sorry I’ve been a little lax in posting. I just haven’t had all that much to report.
Tuesday’s OB appt went well. Only gained 5 lbs. Of course they don’t know about the 12 I packed on after I quit smoking. Yes. I smoked. I know. It’s a dirty, disgusting, dangerous & very expensive habit. But I couldn’t help it. I enjoyed it (most of the time).
I never smoked around Maggie, or in my house.
Admittedly, there were times when I would catch a glimpse of myself with a cigarette in my mouth, or smell my sweater & think “ewwwwww”. I knew I had to quit for my health, the health of any future baby & my pocketbook. When I decided to try again to get pregnant, I knew I had to give it up. Realizing that I had more to gain (not in pounds)
And NOTHING to lose, I gave it up cold turkey. Yay me!
Anyway, Tuesday was fine. Maggie came with me since Joe was working his part-time gig that night. It was only the third time since her birth that Dr. K got to see Maggie. She was very impressed by her good looks, impeccable manners & height.
She found the heartbeat right away, but Nugget decided it was play time & scooted away. She tried again & had a little difficulty finding it. She finally tracked Nugget down & we heard a good, strong heartbeat before the little prankster ran away again. We discussed the first-trimester screening & ultrasound procedure that is done at Lankenau Hospital that I think is some high-risk pregnancy related option. I really want to have this done, but I think it’s too late. I am at 12 weeks now & Dr. K said that I needed to call on Wednesday to schedule the appt. I could not find the # she gave me back in December & there was nothing on L.H’s Website about perinatology; so maybe I didn’t want to do this as bad as I thought I did.
Joe & I had already discussed the possibility of defects or abnormalities & we both know that no matter what, we would not terminate. I know that’s going to bother some people out there, but we believe that God doesn’t give you more than you can handle & if we have a special needs child, we will handle it the best way we can.
I have a really good feeling about this baby, and don’t think there will be any defects or developmental issues. Call it Mother’s intuition or as my MIL calls it “Inside information”, so I guess we’ll just plod along in the “normal” pregnancy mode & after the 20 week ultrasound, Dr. K will decide if I need more regular studies. We did follow a “high-risk” plan with Maggie due to my “Advanced Maternal Age” (Isn’t THAT a lovely term? Almost as nice as “Scraggly Old Momma”).
I’m only hoping that my suspicions of it being a girl baby are wrong. Hey!!! Stop that!! I’m not saying that I wouldn’t be happy with another girl, I would just really like a boy this time. We already a boy’s name picked. William ( Will, not Billy) Michael. William is both of our father’s names. My dad passed away almost 12 years ago & I still miss him every day. Joe’s dad is going into his 70’s, smokes like a chimney, has high blood pressure, diabetes & is prone to skin cancer, so he keeps telling us how he’s not going to be around much longer. Michael is just a name that we both like.
As for girl’s names, we are going to fight over this one. He wants to name a girl after our mother’s… His mom’s name is Dorothy. As.If. I love his Mom. I really do love her. She is wonderful. But Dorothy? Ummm, no. Don’t like it. Don’t like it at all. My mom’s name is Elizabeth. I like Elizabeth, it’s my middle name. But I only like Elizabeth, not Betty, not Liz, not Beth, not Buffy (although that was one of my fav shows). I like old-fashioned names. I like Alice. I like Jane. I like Alice Jane. We already have an Allison, so that may be quashed.
I like the names Jillian, Megan, Colleen, & Sarah. How about you? Any suggestions?
The more “Irish” it sounds, the better.
I also announced the pregnancy to my boss. WHEW!! What a load off my mind!
There are only a handful of people here who I already told. She was pretty good about it. Of course, she is in the process of selling her house & moving to her house in the Poconos. She will work from home & only have to come into the office once a week. Now we will have to devise a plan for my portion of the job. Either hook me up with PC Anywhere so I can do the daily deposit & collections aspects from home or some other option. I even volunteered to come in a few hours a week to work on overseas agent settlements. Just to keep my hand in the work & don’t get all Baby-Brained.
She then turned around & opened her big, fat, no tact-mouth. She said that she told one of the owners & decided that she’s not going to make any announcement to the other owner or Department heads and that I shouldn’t tell too many people either.
“I mean, Jeez Cat, you’re 40. What if you should have another miscarriage? I don’t want to have to tell everybody in the company that you lost another baby.”
This is the same woman who actually said to me the day I called her from the hospital to tell her that I had a miscarriage, “ Well, maybe “someone” is trying to tell you something. And that this is for the best”. I mean, HOLY CHRIST!! Who SAYS shit like that????
The anesthesia hadn’t even worn off.
At least now, I don’t have to hide my saltines & I can freely wear my “fat-pants”.