We had our 5th month check up a few weeks ago, uterus is growing, Arjun is kicking and all is well!
My belly has definitely started to show. My boobs and belly are just getting bigger and bigger. The belly is what it is, but I'm not sure that I needed my DD boobs to get bigger! I never really spend money on myself when it comes to quality bras, so I thought I would treat myself to new Victoria secrets bras, which was awesome until they didn't fit anymore a few weeks after I got them! Super annoying.
Though this will be out first child, Paul and I already have a fur baby, our German shepherd, Klaus. I hope that Klaus can learn pretty fast that he is no longer the baby in the house and his new job is to protect Arjun.
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Let's hear it for the boy...
So the most important person on this journey with me is my husband, Paul. We met some years ago, remained friends through my college, then his college, and when he graduated we reconnected and ended up erring married. He's a great guy and I always kinda thought we would end up together!
In the Beginning
So we married on November 23, 2009 and we really didn't have a lot of time together. I was teaching in south Florida and he was in army training in Virginia. There were a lot of a phone calls, texts and emails, but it wouldn't be until he announced being stationed in Hawaii that we would finally move in together and start our lives.
We were together about a month before Paul had to go to California for a month for training, he came back in february only to leave in April for a year long deployment in Afghanistan.
While he was away, we spoke nearly every day and we spent a lot of that time talking about when we wanted to start a family. We decided that we would try when he came home April 2012 and here we are!!
The Beginning of the Pregnancy
Since the beginning of the pregnancy, it's been kind of hard to coax some excitement out of Paul. At first he was pretty excited. He was excited to find out, to tell friends and family, just in general. After a little bit, he seemed to not be as excited. Now granted, the thought that I'm creating a new human being, a new person that wasn't previously on the planet, is the most crazy, amazing, awesome thought to me, Paul actually doesn't get excited about anything really. I feel like just because everything is crazy to me, that it should be to him too, which isn't really fair because he's not the kind of guy to get overly excited about anything (he's VERY even keeled, which is why he's my rock!), so why should this be different?
I know he has a lot of stress on his shoulders right now, so I totally understand his lack of glee. He just started a new job, they're already ramping up for another deployment (where he will be leaving not only his wife but 6 month old baby boy behind), and we just went from 2 people living on 2 incomes to 3 people living on 1 income. It's a lot for any person to have to think about and I don't know how he does it! He's a great guy. If he's half the dad that he is husband, we're an incredibly blessed family!
So we married on November 23, 2009 and we really didn't have a lot of time together. I was teaching in south Florida and he was in army training in Virginia. There were a lot of a phone calls, texts and emails, but it wouldn't be until he announced being stationed in Hawaii that we would finally move in together and start our lives.
We were together about a month before Paul had to go to California for a month for training, he came back in february only to leave in April for a year long deployment in Afghanistan.
While he was away, we spoke nearly every day and we spent a lot of that time talking about when we wanted to start a family. We decided that we would try when he came home April 2012 and here we are!!
The Beginning of the Pregnancy
Since the beginning of the pregnancy, it's been kind of hard to coax some excitement out of Paul. At first he was pretty excited. He was excited to find out, to tell friends and family, just in general. After a little bit, he seemed to not be as excited. Now granted, the thought that I'm creating a new human being, a new person that wasn't previously on the planet, is the most crazy, amazing, awesome thought to me, Paul actually doesn't get excited about anything really. I feel like just because everything is crazy to me, that it should be to him too, which isn't really fair because he's not the kind of guy to get overly excited about anything (he's VERY even keeled, which is why he's my rock!), so why should this be different?
I know he has a lot of stress on his shoulders right now, so I totally understand his lack of glee. He just started a new job, they're already ramping up for another deployment (where he will be leaving not only his wife but 6 month old baby boy behind), and we just went from 2 people living on 2 incomes to 3 people living on 1 income. It's a lot for any person to have to think about and I don't know how he does it! He's a great guy. If he's half the dad that he is husband, we're an incredibly blessed family!
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
To Run or Not to Run?
In the beginning of 2012, I decided that I wanted to train for the Divas half marathon. I knuckled down and started following the Hal Higdon training schedule, and when time came for the race... I over slept! It was devastating!! It started at 6am, I woke up at 6am and flew down to Honolulu. I was way too late to start so I just did the 5K anyway and then cried my entire ride home. Horrible. But as soon as I got home, I decided that I was going to do the Honolulu Marathon December 2012. I signed up for that and a 5 race readiness series.
That was in April, a few weeks later, we found out we were pregtastic, so no more running for me because I was CRAZY morning sick. Now that I'm in the second trimester, however, I'm getting the bug again. I'm feeling much better, not sick at all. I'm also feeling an insane amount of cabin fever!
So the first run of the series was a 15k. Mind you I've been laying around on a couch for the past few months, but I did it anyway. My plan was to walk/jog take it easy and just take my time. So walkers got to start early, we were off and I was just pacing with a pretty old asian woman. Everything was going great until the hills around Diamond Head. I tried to use the downhill slope and my momentum to help me down and save some time. I think it was in that stretch that the relaxin in my body kicked in and started to loosen the ligaments in my pelvis. I decided at that point, I would just power walk.
I walked as fast as I could still being somewhat comfortable, but it seemed like the whole world was passing me. The old people, the super out of shape people. EVERYONE. Around mile 4 Paul sped past me and it was around mile 5 that I could feel my hip flexors give up. I literally had to kick my feet forward in order to move forward. I kept looking behind me and the crowd was getting smaller and smaller. It was also around that time that I could feel my fingers and hands swell up (they sometimes do when I exercise, more so now then they have in the past). I just kept trucking, kept walking. Even when the truck collecting the race cones passed me, I kept going. Other people not racing were cheering me on, "Go number 354! You're almost there!!" I finally got to the end and the people there were excited for me (probably more excited to get to go home!) but I had made it!!
I walked towards the car in a crazy amount of hip pain and when I was almost there, Paul was walking back towards the race. I forgot my phone at home so he couldn't call to make sure I was ok. Paul finished in 1:47. I, on the other hand, finished in 3:00. DEAD LAST!! HAHA! I was very proud of completing it!
When we got home, my hip flexors were still seised so I couldn't really walk. I had to hold on to my moms shoulders to get to the bathroom and such. The pain went on through the next day but after that I was fine.
The next weekend was an 8K memorial walk for fallen soldiers that I told Paul I would do if he walked with me, which he did. We finished at about 1:20, or 20 minute miles and I felt a little pelvis pain but nothing like the 15K. I think I'll stick to 5K races because I feel fine to 3 miles, it's after that were my body doesn't like it anymore.
That was in April, a few weeks later, we found out we were pregtastic, so no more running for me because I was CRAZY morning sick. Now that I'm in the second trimester, however, I'm getting the bug again. I'm feeling much better, not sick at all. I'm also feeling an insane amount of cabin fever!
So the first run of the series was a 15k. Mind you I've been laying around on a couch for the past few months, but I did it anyway. My plan was to walk/jog take it easy and just take my time. So walkers got to start early, we were off and I was just pacing with a pretty old asian woman. Everything was going great until the hills around Diamond Head. I tried to use the downhill slope and my momentum to help me down and save some time. I think it was in that stretch that the relaxin in my body kicked in and started to loosen the ligaments in my pelvis. I decided at that point, I would just power walk.
I walked as fast as I could still being somewhat comfortable, but it seemed like the whole world was passing me. The old people, the super out of shape people. EVERYONE. Around mile 4 Paul sped past me and it was around mile 5 that I could feel my hip flexors give up. I literally had to kick my feet forward in order to move forward. I kept looking behind me and the crowd was getting smaller and smaller. It was also around that time that I could feel my fingers and hands swell up (they sometimes do when I exercise, more so now then they have in the past). I just kept trucking, kept walking. Even when the truck collecting the race cones passed me, I kept going. Other people not racing were cheering me on, "Go number 354! You're almost there!!" I finally got to the end and the people there were excited for me (probably more excited to get to go home!) but I had made it!!
I walked towards the car in a crazy amount of hip pain and when I was almost there, Paul was walking back towards the race. I forgot my phone at home so he couldn't call to make sure I was ok. Paul finished in 1:47. I, on the other hand, finished in 3:00. DEAD LAST!! HAHA! I was very proud of completing it!
When we got home, my hip flexors were still seised so I couldn't really walk. I had to hold on to my moms shoulders to get to the bathroom and such. The pain went on through the next day but after that I was fine.
The next weekend was an 8K memorial walk for fallen soldiers that I told Paul I would do if he walked with me, which he did. We finished at about 1:20, or 20 minute miles and I felt a little pelvis pain but nothing like the 15K. I think I'll stick to 5K races because I feel fine to 3 miles, it's after that were my body doesn't like it anymore.
It's been so long!!
I think the last time I wrote we were supposed to get an ultrasound to make sure there were no signs of Downs since our quad screen gave us a chance of 1:182. Everything looks fine, but it was weird to me that right after the ultrasound, the doctor asked me if I wanted an amnio. Like just casually. There's a 2-4% chance of miscarriage with amnio, we only have a 0.5% chance of Downs, not odds I was comfortable with. I think we're fine.
So lets fast-forward to today. Today mom and I are going crib shopping. It's pretty hard here in Hawaii. Why? Because everyone is pregnant and no one here carries a stock of cribs and no companies (amazon or otherwise) ship cribs to Hawaii! At least the rest of the shopping/registry gathering should be a little easier.
I've decided that I want to go a little old school with Arjun. We're planning on cloth diapers, glass baby bottles and cloth baby wipes. I feel like since I will be home I want to concentrate more on what is best for him and less about what is convenient for me. Mostly because I will have one child, and no job other than being his mom. Well that and being a wife ;) I never realized how much research there was to do in putting together a registry. With a wedding it's so easy! "Oh this looks pretty, this I may use, I need some of this," just walking around a Crate and Barrel scanning everything. Shopping for your child is different. You have to research everything!! "What is the best I can get for within my budget?"
Gah! So much. Well at least I've narrowed it down to my Amazon Registry:
http://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/baby/ref=gno_listpop_br
and Babies R Us Registry:
http://www.toysrus.com/registry/search/index.jsp?_flowExecutionKey=_c7A211E1E-02DE-AF11-9057-644DE21010CD_k146B983C-D6F3-2FC2-4DDD-045358012374&overrideStore=TRUS
So lets fast-forward to today. Today mom and I are going crib shopping. It's pretty hard here in Hawaii. Why? Because everyone is pregnant and no one here carries a stock of cribs and no companies (amazon or otherwise) ship cribs to Hawaii! At least the rest of the shopping/registry gathering should be a little easier.
I've decided that I want to go a little old school with Arjun. We're planning on cloth diapers, glass baby bottles and cloth baby wipes. I feel like since I will be home I want to concentrate more on what is best for him and less about what is convenient for me. Mostly because I will have one child, and no job other than being his mom. Well that and being a wife ;) I never realized how much research there was to do in putting together a registry. With a wedding it's so easy! "Oh this looks pretty, this I may use, I need some of this," just walking around a Crate and Barrel scanning everything. Shopping for your child is different. You have to research everything!! "What is the best I can get for within my budget?"
Gah! So much. Well at least I've narrowed it down to my Amazon Registry:
http://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/baby/ref=gno_listpop_br
and Babies R Us Registry:
http://www.toysrus.com/registry/search/index.jsp?_flowExecutionKey=_c7A211E1E-02DE-AF11-9057-644DE21010CD_k146B983C-D6F3-2FC2-4DDD-045358012374&overrideStore=TRUS
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