23 Weeks!

How far along? 23 weeks and 4 days. Only 16 more weeks to go!

Total weight gain: 7 pounds. One pound at a time.

Maternity clothes? Not yet. But I am going to get one of those belly bands this week. 

Stretch marks? No stretch marks yet. 

Sleep: Finally got some sleep in this past weekend. Had a bunch of naps too. 

Best moment last week:  Putting the remote on my belly and finally seeing her kick it off. 

Miss Anything? Nope! Besides me sister seeing my belly pic and saying I am fat. =(

Movement: She likes to kick whenever I am trying to sleep or nap. Practicing keeping me awake. 

Food cravings: Still just wanting milk and cake.  

Anything making you queasy or sick: Only when I have had nothing to eat yet. She seems to like everything. Sometimes if she doesn't, I will puke it all up. 

Gender: It's a GIRL. =)

Labor Signs: None yet. Let's keep our fingers crossed here.  

Symptoms: Still my lower back hurting. Not as much as last week. Had a bad Friday, nothing I ate wanted to stay down and nausea was kicking my butt.

Belly Button in or out? It's still an innie for now!

Wedding rings on or off? Still on. They come off and on easy still.  

Happy or Moody most of the time: Happier then last week!

Looking forward to: Nursery and buying more girlie clothing. 

Channeling My Inner Fat Kid

There's nothing I like better then to stuff my face full of yummy food. Before I was pregnant, I was already eating like a 240 pound man. My mom used to complain that I would eat her to the poor house. The when I met my husband, he said the same thing. Course, people who didn't know me very well would always ask if I was pregnant as my eating habits would scare them. Pizza pop for breakfast. Sure! Cake as mid-morning snack. Of course! Chips and Pepsi all day. Check! Food and me always went hand in hand. Here are some of my great stuffing my face moments that were documented through my Facebook. One day my daughter will appreciate this post. At least I hope she does!

YUM! I can't deny that I love the food at Costco. I might have more then once gone to the food center and only got a pizza or a hot dog. Okay, maybe both sometimes. But this was on a trip with my cousins to Helena, MT and I just couldn't help myself. Plus, it was cheap meal ringing in at $3US!

I know they say that you shouldn't stuff your face on your wedding day, but seriously. I was hungry! I've been up since 4:30am. This was the first thing I had to eat all day. Dear future daughter, don't starve yourself, even if it is your wedding day. Trust me, you will turn into a mean bitch and he might rethink about marrying you. Just kidding. Okay, only a little. I also promise to not tell you that you look fat in your dress like your grandma did to me. But remember, Grandma is Vietnamese. She will always say these kind of things, but she means well. I think.

Things I miss is sushi and raw oysters. I can only hope that you have a healthy appetite and be willing to eat everything. I am not going to lie, but I can't wait for you to be born so I can eat my tuna sashimi again. For all the people out there who don't like raw fish or seafood, seriously?! I'll eat anything that pretty much comes from the sea.

Don't be afraid to get messy. This hot dog was topped off with chilli, cheese, and I threw some mustard and onions on top for fun. Your Grandmother Blondeel has this lovely picture framed on her fridge. A nice present from your Auntie Diana to her. I expect that you will have one too so we can put it side by side on the fridge.

Your Dad likes to drink and your Mom likes to eat. Which makes us the perfect couple. Unfortunately, it makes us your future parents. Hopefully, you will not be embarrassed by us that much. Also, while I wrote this blog to you, I am eating Cheetos and Skittles.

Love your future Mom.

22 Weeks!

So, I borrowed this template off of I Heart Maternity blog, that I found this morning during work. I will start documenting and posting my baby bump. I guess I should have started earlier, but I have finally come to terms that I am no longer skinny, but pregnant looking.

My bloody baby bump shot. Taken at Evil Dead: The Musical. 

How far along? 22 Weeks and 3 days. 

Total weight gain: 6 pounds. My pre pregnancy weight was 110, but I lost four to six pounds from not being able to keep anything down. 

Maternity clothes? Not yet. I have been wearing my cousins hand me ups as they are bigger then I am, Plus free clothes are always a bonus!

Stretch marks? No stretch marks yet. 

Sleep: Sleep? What's that? I haven't had a good sleep in a long while. The body pillow that we brought is too uncomfy for me. Usually I can only sleep through the day. 

Best moment last week:  Seeing my two oldest friends, finally tying the knot. It was a beautiful wedding and a great reunion of the old work crew. 

Miss Anything? Husband finally finished framing the basement. The quicker he gets it inspected, the faster I can move him out of the office so that we can turn it into the nursery. 

Movement: I feel her kicking alot during dinner hours and more at night. Also, kicks or punches when I am watching TV. She must not like the sounds. 

Food cravings: Milk! All I want is milk and cake. Okay, really anything carbs I want. Not really into meat at all. 

Anything making you queasy or sick: Only when I have had nothing to eat yet. She seems to like everything. Sometimes if she doesn't, I will puke it all up. 

Gender: It's a GIRL. =)

Labor Signs: None yet. Let's keep our fingers crossed here.  

Symptoms: Backache. Especially my lower back. Walking is starting to get tough or going up the stairs. Funny as I haven't gained that much weight, but you can totally tell I am pregnant. I am still moody every now and then. Sleeping lots still. My feet are getting more swollen as my shoes are starting to pinch. I still pee pretty much every hour. 

Belly Button in or out? It's still an innie for now!

Wedding rings on or off? Still on. They come off and on easy still.  

Happy or Moody most of the time: Uh, can I say happy? Okay, I get moody and cry a lot still but not as bad as I was in the first trimester. 

Looking forward to: Doing up the nursery! Need to start painting soon. Pretty much I want my little girl here now!

Here is a link to the website where I got this from. It's actually fantastic blog that I have enjoyed reading. 

http://iheartmaternity.blogspot.ca/

Finding out I'm going to be a Mom.

This is it. I am becoming someones mom. The thought of it terrifies and excites me all at the same time. I'm 22 weeks pregnant and decided that "hey, I'm gonna write out this whole experience and maybe my kid will get to read it one day." Or, when I get pregnant with my second, I'll read back and laugh about my first experience.

I always told the husband that I wanted to have a baby before I was thirty. Thirty was coming up fast as we were approaching our 29th birthday. I was in full blown panic mode. I was scared of not being able to conceive after getting off the pill, and cried for the first three months we started trying when my period would show up. The day that home pregnancy stick showed two lines, I was the happiest camper in the world.

Then the morning sickness kicked in. I'm talking full blown can't eat, throw up galore. I was scared. Now, I have a food blog as well that I write on every now and then, which I abruptly stopped posting as I could not keep anything down at all! Plus, I was sleeping pretty much all day every day. Let's say I was super happy when I reached my second trimester.

When we went for our first ultrasound (the nuchal transluency), I was amazed when I saw the little one on the screen for the first time. My eyes welled up with tears and I was clutching my husband, (okay, more like a death grip) and it hit me. I had something amazing growing inside of me. This is life that we made and it made it more real.

Since we passed the 12 week mark at this point (aka the safe zone), I wanted the whole world to know that I was becoming a mother. I like to think that my little fur baby was super excited about becoming a big brother. Of course, the next question everyone asked was "boy or girl?"

Now, Pete was content with having either as long as they were healthy. Me, I wanted a boy. Only because my side of the family was cursed with a long lineage of girls. Not just in my family, but all my cousins are girls. So the countdown to the 20 week ultrasound began. Now I tried doing some of the old wives tells about pulling a strand of hair out and then putting your wedding ring on it and putting it over your left arm. It said boy and I was so happy. Lo and behold, the day of the ultrasound we found out it was a GIRL! First thing my husband said was "I need to go buy a shot gun."