We Came, We Saw, We Conquered...

...and now it's done. After a teary-eyed, anxious wait, we were led into the conference room as a group, given our speeches and finally our packages. Now I have to figure out how to decipher Legalese and get that waiver mailed in... the sooner they get it the sooner the stupid 7-day recission period passes (Why would I rescind? I have stuff to do with my money! Giveittome!) and I can get my severance check. The check (or the bulk of it anyway) will then be returned to the auto finance company in exchange for the title to my car. Free and clear, baby- WOOT!

Thanks to this layoff, no more car payment. I get to pay off some debt. I get to get a new job. I get to start a new adventure with my Beloved. BRING IT!!

After about 30 minutes they finally released us and we traded our badges for our info packets. Good times. We then caravanned on over to IHOP and made then earn their paycheck. They gave awesome service to us, especially considering we were a huge party of oh about at least 50, lots of separate checks. Extra tip for putting up with our rowdiness. :) Yummy breakfast, more good times. We then (more tears) split and went our own separate ways, many or us keeping in touch on Facebook.

For now, I look forward to my upcoming 5-day weekend before starting a new adventure.

Pickles and Ice Cream

...what else for a preggo mama on a too-hot, summer day? I ate them separately, of course, but they went down so. GOOD! A little too good, if you ask me. ;)

After puking for two weeks- starting with every couple of days or so then moving to daily, a possible breakthrough has been reached in the m/s department. Discovered accidentally Friday morning, the practice was deliberately used for Friday night and the results were indeed reproduced. Hmmm... It's definitely counterintuitive, but not eating (or drinking!) anything at night seems to calm the tummy down for the morning so I can get a halfway-decent breakfast down. My guess is that the digestion, already slowed down enough by hormones, slows down even more (naturally) while I sleep. Anymore explanation of this theory would not only be too technical, it would be TMI. Trust me. So far only one one-half of a phenergan has been needed.

Cravings, so far:
Pickles
Ice Cream (trite, I know but they're soooooo good!)
Tomatoes
Salsa (Pace or restaraunt)
Guacamole (briefly)
Ramen Noodles (thank goodness they make a low-sodium version of this stuff! mmmmmmm...)
Pasta
Macaroni and Cheese
Potatoes (Baked, mashed or fried)

Dinner tonight? Lord only knows. And it's getting late! argh.

I still can't get over that we actually heard the heartbeat Thursday. That. Totally. Rocked. Oh, and did I mention that little Snowflake nearly quadrupled her/his size? WOOT!

I'm Back! :)

I know it's been a long while since I posted- almost a month. Yikes! But... I do have a little list of excuses.. C'mon! You know you wanna hear 'em!

So, without much further ado, I give you:
Top 10 Excuses For Not Blogging Enough Lately

10. Fatigue
9. Laziness
8. The dog ate my computer
7. The cat scratched up my back-up hard drive after #8
6. The neighbor's dog shattered my window and I had to move quickly to keep heat from entering our house
5. Sore Boobs
4. Vomiting
3. Doctor's appointment
2. Stress

And the #1 Excuse for not blogging enough lately is...



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TWO PINK LINES!!!

During the wee, wee (get it?) hours of the morning of May 21, AF was still MIA. Unusual. A little backstory here: My chart showed a possible O-related thermal shift a little later than the date that was actually flagged as O, so I allowed for that to possibly be O and waited it out a few extra days. Still no AF. So there I sat, test saturated with my two-hour-old "FMU," watching the dye move across. A skinny line immediately appeared in the "test" area, before the dye even made it over to the "control" area. "Nah," I thought to myself, "that's just the test developing.. it'll be gone here in a minute."

I set the test down on the counter and finished up. I looked at the test again (so much for waiting a minute) and there they both were- both lines sitting brightly in all their glory. Holy Sh*t! Shocked, I cradled my forehead in my hand, took a breath and stood up. I looked over at the test again. Even brighter. Wow. Still stunned, I washed my hands, grabbed the test and headed back to bed. Except, I couldn't get to sleep. Imagine that.

Keith was slightly awake and stirred when I got back into bed and set the test on the nightstand. "How you doing," Keith's sweet voice rang out. "Not too bad," I replied. "I'm pregnant."
"Are you serious?"
"Yup," I replied, taking the test to show him while using my phone as a flashlight.
"Oh wow. I can see that one from here!"

Needless to say the excited pair did not sleep for the next two hours. A doctor's appointment was scheduled the next day for the next week. At my first sono I would measure 5-6 w, with only a gestational sac showing. HCG was 19k. A week later a baby showed, measuring 6w1d- 5mm CRL, HB of 150!

Two weeks later (yesterday) the little bean we have nicknamed Snowflake now measures about 8w3d with a HB of about 167, CRL was 19mm. S/he nearly quadrupled his/her size in two weeks!! The doc said everything looked good on the u/s. M/S was kicking my butt and I had tried pretty much all the natural treatments so it was on to the phenergan, which I was convinced helped me hold down my lunch yesterday. Haven't needed it since then, so we'll see.

Because of our previous experiences, I had been sooo afraid to make an announcement on here about this, out of fear that Snowflake would fly off to Heaven as did the others. We're not out of the woods yet of course, but we're getting there and things are still looking good. I am now past the point of both previous losses. *crosses fingers on both hands* Needless to say we're praying it stays that way and Snowflake continues to grow and thrive until we meet him/her in January. Who knows, I just may have a Super Bowl baby!