To sleep or not to sleep

I guess I spoke too soon when I said that my pregnancy has been really easy so far. I finally have an issue. It has to do with sleeping. See, the problem is that I am a stomach sleeper. Well, I'm sort of a half stomach, half side sleeper, I guess. You know the position you'd be in if you just dove to bump a volleyball, with one leg straight and one leg bent? I know a few of you "theesians" will know what I mean. Anyway, now that I am in my second trimester I'm not supposed to sleep on my stomach or my back, which only leaves the dreaded side. To make matters worse, I'm supposed to sleep on my left side! How particular can you get. Maybe some weirdos think that is a comfortable way to sleep, but I don't. I must be doing something wrong, because I wake up with acheing hips every morning, and believe me, my hips ain't boney. So, can someone please tell me how to sleep comfortably when pregnant? I await your responses.

Movin' and Groovin'

So I went to the doctor's the other day. She tried to hear the heartbeat with the microphone thingy, but couldn't, so I got to have a quickie ultrasound. It was great because I haven't seen the baby since I was 8 weeks, and it is a lot bigger now. Also, it was dancing all around and really looked like a real baby, well a very small, very fuzzy baby, but a baby nonetheless.

PS- I had to get a flu shot. I had never had one before, and you know what a needlephobe I am, but it was no big deal. I'll probably have to go back later for the swine flu (sorry, H1N1) shot, but I'm tough, I can handle it.

Enjoy my second trimester!

A New Chapter Begins...

So I am almost done with my second trimester. Hooray! By the end of this week, I will be 14 weeks pregnant which brings me into the 2nd tri, also known as the only really good tri. However, I should be honest and say that my pregnancy has been pretty easy so far: no puking, no giant sore boobs, no ice cream and pickles. I'm still wearing my regular clothes and going to the gym. Besides not getting my period, I haven't really had any symptoms besides being tired. I am starting to understand the show "I Didn't Know I was Pregnant" a little better. Hopefully things will stay this way into March, but we'll see. I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow and I'm going to ask about getting a flu shot. I've never had one before, but I think I am supposed to. Plus, I might have to have the swine flu shot, too! Really great news for a needlephobe. Oh well, the things you do for your kids.

Did you know?

Here's a fun fact: amniotic fluid is mostly urine. That's right. My little baby is swimming around in its own pee! Which is kind of funny considering how much so many babies hate taking baths. You'd think any kind of bath would be better than being up to your eyeballs in your own bodily functions. But what do I know. I'm not a baby.

Anyway, I'm creeping in on week 13. Right now my baby is somewhere in between a plum and a peach and my uterus is getting close to the size of a small melon. Sounds delicious, I know. The good news is that week 13 is the last week of the first trimester. Can you believe it? By this time next week, I'll be a second trimesterer! I can't wait!

Hello...is this thing on?

So, I spent my afternoon with a microphone pressed against my lower stomach. And once I got over the fact that a man was squishing, poking, and prodding my least favorite body part, it was actually pretty awesome. Why, you ask? Because I got to hear my baby's first words! It went a little something like this, "whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh." My midwife, Ron, said the baby sounded smart, and I had to agree.

Okay, so maybe she wasn't talking per say, but she did make a noise- a cute, fast, oceany little swooshy sound, otherwise known as her heartbeat. And as far as we could tell, everything is going swimmingly down there (no pun intended- okay, maybe a little intended).

By know I'm sure you've noticed that I've been using the pronoun "she." This, of course, is just a writing choice used to eliminate the repetition of "the baby" or the bulkiness of "he or she" and does not reflect any knowledge not yet divulged. However, I did read that girls' heartbeats are often faster than 140 beats per minute, while boys' are usually slower. Unfortunately, Ron didn't count the beats, so we're still totally in the dark. I think it will be two months before we get to know that.

Don't worry blogosphere, you'll be the first to know!

Making contact

So you all know that I am not very technological, but I have to say that this whole blog thing has been great. I love all the messages people leave me. I'm talking to people I haven't seen in ages! Even my cousin Nancy who lives in Germany left me a message! Thanks to Mike for posting my blog link on his Facebook. I guess Facebook is good for some things. Although, some people were a little annoyed that they found out I was pregnant by looking at Mike's profile picture (sorry!)

Anyway, I just want to thank everybody for their warm wishes and excitement. It seems like you guys are really into it, which is good because it's really all I want to talk about. Just don't get so excited that you try to touch my belly this early in the game. As Kristy would say, "that's my McDonald's your touching."

But feel free to give me plenty of hugs!

Bring baby to work day

Well, I'm back at work, which is why you haven't seen too many posts lately. I know, I know. The first rule of having a blog is to update regularly or people will get bored. I'll try to be better, but remember how I kept saying I was tired? Yeah, well that was when I was on summer vacation, sleeping ten hours a night, and lounging around. Now that I have to get up at 5:45 again and spend my days teaching (or trying to teach) fourteen year olds, I have actually learned what tired is. Last night, I was so tired, I didn't even want to finish dinner. Now, if you know anything about Jeni Bonaldo, then you will understand how tired I must have been.

Anyway, enough complaining. So I went to the doctor again. I met with the midwife, Ron, and we talked about nutrition and exercise and all that stuff I already know about. He said that he doesn't really want me to gain too much weight (maybe ten pounds or so), so I'm going to do my best to stick to that. I haven't gained any yet, so I'm off to a good start. He had me lie down on the table and tried to listen to the heartbeat with a microphone thingy, but it was too early. I have to go back at the end of next week when I'll be twelve weeks so we can hear it then.

Well, that's all for now. I'm going to try to drag myself to the gym, after I have a snack of course.