And so it begins…

Saturday night, after an evening out with friends, David needed some pancakes to soak up his beer.  We stopped at the Texan for ‘breakfast’ and it was yummy… and short lived.  We didn’t even make it half-way home when I was spending some quality time in the rain by the side of the road.  Lovely visual, eh?

Last night, after eating a late dinner, I ended up sick again.  Poor Ben has the sad luck of having the bedroom right across the hall from the bathroom.  I could hear him calling for me while David was pacing the hallway trying to make sure I was okay… ummm… no, no I wasn’t.  LOL

After scrubbing my teeth, I went into Ben’s room to explain morning sickness to him, only to have him reply, “but it’s not morning” which launched into another discussion about how silly of a name it is.  He went to sleep satisfied that I was perfectly fine.  And I was.  Once the food is forcibly evacuated, I feel perfectly normal… which is a good thing, I guess

And so begins the period of arbitrary food evacuation.

(peanut butter cookies seem to be staying down just fine, though!  LOL  Made Grandma Malley’s recipe tonight, but I altered it by adding splenda in place of half the sugar… not grandma’s cookies… but close.)

November 14th, 2009

…. is the expected due date for Jolene and the baby.  We went to our first official ‘baby doctor’ appointment this morning.  I was up all night getting ill, so I went with 4 hours of sleep or so.  I think I was just overly anxious about the whole process.

I sat in the office and took notes.  Since this is a first time thing for me, I’d like to be sure I get it right.

Things of interest:

  • The bariatric vitamin pills that Jolene is taking don’t have enough Folic Acid by 200 mcg’s.  I just looked this up.  She got a bunch of samples of the prenatal variety today.  Also, they gave her a sucker at the office!  Not the kid type, unfortunately, but one that has lots of B vitamins that is supposed to help stop morning sickness.  I kind of wanted a sucker, too.
  • Cord blood.  I had no idea what this even was.  I still only have a vague sense of what it is.  I must do more research.
  • Dad Boot Camp.  A 3 hour class taught by other fathers.  I guess they bring their babies to the class for a ‘hands-on’ sort of learning situation.  The class itself kinda intimidates me more than the birth, but I’ll probably go.  It’s free, after all.
  • Along the same lines, they offer a baby CPR class.  This one interests me more, so I’ll register for this as well.
  • We got a binder with a bunch of information, and aside from that, a bunch of coupons.  The freebee-loving person I married will love this part.  I guess you fill out a few cards and get a metric ton of samples in response.
  • We have to fill out a ‘birth plan’ by 16-18 weeks.  I don’t know what a birth plan is right now.  It seems simple.  We plan to give birth.  I must investigate this more, and perhaps page through the binder.
  • An ultrasound will happen at 16-18 weeks.  Generally the insurance companies only want to pay for one of these.  God bless insurance companies!
  • We went through a genetic screening thing, where the lady read off a bunch of scary sounding diseases.  I just continually shook my head.
  • We’re going back in the first part of May.  Today, as calculated, we’re at 6 weeks, 4 days from the beginning.

Overall, it was a nice, quick appointment followed by a trip to the basement of the building where the vampires live.  They took her blood and will run a bunch of tests on it.

Afterward, we went out to breakfast.  It was a much better breakfast than we had in Bay City this past weekend.  Jolene did, however, get ill when she got back home.  God bless morning sickness!