Showing posts with label second trimester. Show all posts
Showing posts with label second trimester. Show all posts

Flakey Breasts.

Earlier this week, after a nice hot shower, I discovered that my breasts are flaking. This is a totally new pregnancy symptom. I can't really seem to find anything on Google (or my Google-fu is failing me) on what it may exactly be. Since I "discovered" this new change, I have been adding Palmer's Cocoa Butter "Tummy Butter" on the under side of my breasts. It's the only area with the flakiness. Figured, so far no stretch marks (+1 for me!) and it's keeping belly soft and moist, it may work. Here's to hoping. All I can think of is that perhaps my breasts are growing again and so the skin is tightening and stretching, thus the flakiness. I don't know, but I don't like the fact that there's dead skin cells on my bras when I take them off. Not a fun look. Ha ha!

Questions.

As we all know, people are curious creatures. We are always asking questions, wanting to know more, even if it doesn't quite benefit us. We've all asked these questions from time to time, and even though they are expected, sometimes one gets baffled.

When you are a teenager, usually the questions you get are "How old are you?" "Are you dating anyone?" "Can you drive?" or even, "What college are you going to?" Then it stems off from there on the sort of questions you will get later on.

If you are dating someone, normally people ask "Is it serious?" If by any chance you answer this questions with a "Yes", you will get the following, "When are you two getting married?" One of the "eternal" and sometimes annoying question.

After said couple does decide to "jump the gun" or "tie the knot", then before the honeymoon stage is over, we all get the dreaded, "When will you have children?" or even "Are you guys trying to have children?" The questions never cease to stop. When we (and I mean my husband and I) were asked said questions we always answered with "If it happens it happens" in hopes that people would leave us alone. Did it happen, the question stopping, no, but us having children yes (well, in the process of it.)

Now that people have found out that we are expecting, the questions of "How far along are you?" and "When is your due date?" had commenced. Now by this time, I was quite ecstatic to answer, and I did. Then not long after that we got "Boy or Girl?", this one was a bit tricky since we didn't know yet--and ended up answering with "Don't know." It was an honest answer since we clearly didn't know. Soon after the gender was discovered, we began getting bombarded with "What names do you have?" or "I like this name, why don't you use it?" I never thought that picking a name would ever be so hard! Not only that, but when you come up with a name that you "may end up using" you more than likely get others suggesting names that they themselves liked. Granted, those names would be considered had they had any part of creating your unborn child--ha ha!

I'm sure that said questions won't ever stop. Especially since I can sense that the next set of questions are "Who will be the God-Parents?" I assure you people, we are thinking about these special people who we would love to have in our child's life to guide them through out his life. We ourselves are asking the necessary questions in order to come up with that answer for you. Questions such as "Who will love this child as if he were theirs?", "Who will help guide him become a great man both spiritually and emotionally?", and even "Who can we count on to help become the support system when we ourselves aren't enough?"

Don't think I am complaining about these questions. I can honestly say we aren't, however, I will say this:

These questions, whether welcomed or not, are what help us move on to the next step. So keep them coming, but be patient when we ourselves don't have the answer yet. Okay?

New Year, New Start.

Whoa! It's been since May of last year that I had last written in here. During that time, I wanted to switch over to Tumblr with the mindset that I would like it better. Although, I like the simplicity of it, it's not the same and I somehow keep coming back to Blogger. So I guess the best way to start, or should I say, restart this blog, is to just jump right in.

New year, new start. Or at least I hope that's how it goes because quite frankly, I could use a fresh start. I do know this for certain: one aspect of our lives will definitely be a new start--parenthood.

Right now we are 26 weeks and 3 days! I seem to always update at the "3day" mark of whatever week I am updating. Oh well, that's just how that goes. lol Back to what I was saying--we are 26 weeks, which means that by the end of next week, we will be officially OUT of the Second Trimester and entering the Third Trimester. Oh how exciting!

This is what thebump.com has to say:

Baby's now the size of an eggplant!
Baby's soaking up your antibodies, getting her immune system ready for life outside the womb. Eyes are forming, and she'll soon be practicing the blink...perfect for batting those freshly grown lashes.


That's pretty big if I say so myself! Mind you, I know he may only weigh 2lbs, but sometimes it feels like more! Speaking of weight, I have officially gained 15lbs all together! You have no idea how excited I am! It has taken me forever to get past the "10lb" mark and the nurses at my OB's office have been shaking their finger at me for not gaining weight. This isn't my fault, I swear! I've always been petite in size and my metabolism burns my food faster than I can ingest it. So imagine now having two tummies to feed--nearly impossible! I have a Dr.s appointment tomorrow, so I hope they share in the excitement that I have over the mere 5 lbs weight gain. Heck! If I didn't know better, I'm pretty confident that those 5lbs will vanish tomorrow and just make me feel like it was all one giant joke. *sigh*

So...

Tomorrow is the big day!! Eeeep!!

[Edit: 11.24.2010] It’s a boy!! 

Time sure is flying by quickly….

I just turned 30 yesterday. Was it memorable, not quite. However, I guess you can say that turning 30 or getting older isn’t always memorable. It’s just another notch on your belt, but I wish that the number doesn’t make me feel so old. I know people say “It’s just a number!” or “You don’t look a day past 25!”, but I don’t feel how I look. Granted, I’m glad I look so young and don’t look my age. That’s a gift in itself, but when I think of it, that’s when I get all down and think “Wow! Really?! I’m that old?”

Let’s get off the depressing page of getting older. We finally heard a heart beat last week. This is quite an exciting thing for us since we have gone about 17 weeks without hearing it. We’ve only seen it on screen flickering back at us, but was during week 8. Quite some time ago. Now you can officially say that I will be half way done come Saturday. Yep, I’ll be in my 5th month starting Saturday. That’s a feat in itself. I’m quite excited knowing that come Thanksgiving we will be able to find out what we are having. Not being able to know is driving me nuts! I keep referring to baby as “Hey you!” or “It”. I want to bond. No, wait, I need to bond. By knowing what we are having, it makes things that much more real to me. I don’t even feel pregnant. Every once in a while I feel a lil’ tap from Hey You or a fluttering sort of movement, but if weren’t for those, then I seriously wouldn’t think I was pregnant at all. So come on November 24th!! You aren’t that far away!

A bit of a scare....

I keep forgetting that moving from one place to another just blows. Tremendously. I have to figure out where everything is going to be placed. I have to fit everything from a two bedroom house and garage into a teeny bedroom. Not fun! However, the upside of this is that at least I won’t be home alone. I’m so glad that we made this move, especially after yesterday. I bled a bit (I know TMI), but it scared the daylights out of me. It was during a bathroom break, and as soon as I was done, I walked over to my bed and took the day off (from organizing the bedroom and closet.) I’m not allowed to do anything today either. This also resulted with a messy room. Now I have to wait until Monday since tomorrow is the last day that I can go to the house and finish up (and do a final clean.)

Like I said, I am so glad that we decided that our best bet was for me to be near my family in case of an emergency. I decided to wait it out and see if I bled some more before deciding to rush to the ER. Luckily it was just a one time spotting thing and we are okay, I hope. I’m going to take things slowly and watch what I do. Hopefully this works.

14 weeks.


































Timeline: 14 weeks.

We are all moved in at my parents. So far it’s the first week and things are going smoothly. Actually, there are a few loose ends, but I’m hoping those will be dealt with soon and with a happy outcome. That’s all I can do, is hope for the best end with some of those loose strings.

I’m now starting my second trimester and in the next coming weeks we will know what I will be having. This is oh so exciting and I just cannot wait until that moment so I can bond with baby even more. We are all so excited!