A non-run-on blog.

My last few posts have been giant run-on thoughts it would look like. Sorry about that. I usually blog from work, which only allows Internet Explorer, which Google hates and REALLY limits what you can do on Gmail and Blogger.

Since I worked a half day from home today I'm able to update on Chrome. So hopefully you can see specific paragraphs this time.

I have my doctor's appointment today at 2:30. 16 week check-up. Another ultrasound will be done to check the cyst. I've had an ultrasound at every single appointment so far and will have another one next time because I'll be 20 weeks then and that's standard.

We go to the private ultrasound place tomorrow morning to find out if we're having a boy or a girl!!! I'm planning on trying to make it a big deal to Martha so she'll be excited about it. She rarely thinks about being a big sister. The only time she acknowledges it is when I point it out to her and then she tries to look in my belly button because she wants to see the baby.

Being the super-duper planner that I am, I'll be starting immediately on decorating the new baby's room. I think the more prepared we start being, the more aware Martha will be that a change is coming. She'll be losing her precious play room FULL of toys and her own private TV, but she gets to graduate to a big girl bed and I'm thinking of ways I can make a sort of tent/fort thing that can stay up all the time in her room.

Things that I want to remember:

1 - Martha LOVES to hide right now. She'll just hide under her blanket and giggle away when you do the whole "Where's Martha?" bit. I really think she thinks we can't see her. It's not just the blanket though....she's hidden from my mom at her house and under our bed here at home. She won't answer you when you call her too, which can be scary for a second, but I have pretty much stock piled all her favorite hiding spots in my brain since this is a daily thing now.

2 - While other 2 year olds are learning to talk in sentences, I can't get her to shut up. In the car yesterday she went on and on, paragraph after paragraph telling me stories. It's trying sometimes all the time. Ya know, sometimes you just have to continually say "uh huh, yep" and pretend that you're listening when you're really tuning her out so you can keep your sanity. Some people wouldn't believe that she talks so much because she gets shy around strangers sometimes, but Lord Almighty, we know how things really are. Oh, and I think this morning she officially started asking "Why?" to everything. I complain about the talking, but really I'd rather it be this way than her not talk at all. So I should be grateful that I don't have to figure things out with her...cause she'll straight up tell you what's up.

So, that's it. I'm just super pumped about finding out tomorrow morning if I have an Abel or a Fiona in my belly.

Weekend Staycation

I am swimming in a sea of snot. I believe it's been 3 weeks now. I'm pretty sure nothing will make it stop and Chris is getting really grossed out by all the coughing up phlegm I've been doing. God, I just want it to stop. Sleep is hard when you feel globs of mucus sliding down the back of your throat. ANYWAY Chris and I took our summer vacation/mothers day celebration/Chris's birthday present weekend the past few days. We left friday afternoon and SURPRISE, Chris, we're staying in Atlanta! Ha ha. I'm glad he wasn't disappointed that we didn't go somewhere else. The fact is, we both needed a relaxing weekend. If we stayed in Atlanta, we could afford to stay in a super nice hotel because we're not paying for gas to drive somewhere. There are plenty of places that we always want to go eat at but never want to make the effort to drive down there with Martha in tow (or pay for a babysitter every weekend), and this way we can take the time to hang out with some friends too if we wanted to. We go to the hotel Friday evening, checked in, oooooed and ahhhhhed at the fancy hotel (thanks, Priceline), then went to little five points to eat dinner at The Porter Beer Bar. By the time dinner was over, we were exhausted because we'd both been up since 4:00/5:00 that morning and worked all day. So we headed back to the hotel and passed out. Our bodies are trained to be up early, so we were awake by 7:45 AM Saturday morning. We were supposed to meet David and Tanya at West Egg for breakfast but we got trapped in our hotel by the Susan G. Komen 5K. There were literally 18,000 runners running on both sides of our hotel. We had to wait until they were done and the roads opened up to leave. There was lots of sitting in the car and calling Tanya to update her. Finally we got to West Egg and thankfully right before all the runners did. I got to play with the twins and have a delicious breakfast. After that, we went over to Atlantic Station and saw The Avengers. Chris loved it (nerd). I thought it was just ok. I wasn't familiar with all the characters. Hawkeye? Never heard of him. Thor was sexy though. Right after the movie let out we booked it over to Turner Field where we caught the last tour of the day. We were the only ones, so it was pretty awesome to be able to walk around without tour guide and get undivided attention. We got to see the locker room, got to walk out onto the field, sat in the press box, walk into the dugout, and all kinds of other cool places. It was really awesome and definitely worth your time if you’re at all interested in baseball. We went and grabbed some lunch at Victory after that. Chris finally got his Jack and Coke slushie. They have delicious sandwiches. The lady took our order thought Chris was trying to pay with his ID (he was showing it to her because he ordered an alcoholic beverage) and never figured out that she was the one that was looking like a fool. Well, she was the embarrassed one in the end when I accidentally opened the stall door on her in the bathroom. Ha ha ha. After that, I couldn't keep my eyes open so Chris dropped me off at the hotel so I could go take a nap. He went out comic book shopping and I slept for 2 hours. I met him down in the hotel bar later on and we went and had a yummy dinner at Leon's in Decatur. It was rainy and we had to wait an hour for a table, but it was worth the wait. By the time dinner was done it was about 11:00, so we went back to the hotel and called it a night. We placed our order for room service breakfast the next morning to arrive at 9:00. It was SO good. I don't know what kind of coffee they gave us but I could have had 5 cups of it. I limited myself to 1. Room service is expensive but worth the splurge. After we checked out on Sunday we went to go pick up Martha at my parent's house and spend some time with my mom on Mother's Day. Brent, Cyndi, Daniel, Kimberly, and Cohen were already there. Daniel and Kimberly with their new car and Brent with his new swan tattoo. Very nice. It was a great weekend. The hotel was super nice. I've never stayed in a 4 star place before. You definitely get spoiled. And we had a fun time doing things we don't normally get the time to do in Atlanta.

Antibiotics

If it wasn't for this dang upper respiratory infection, I'd be in my "comfortable" stage of pregnancy. Nausea is gone, heartburn is only every now and then, and I'm not big enough to be in pain yet. Martha had this cold first. It was impossible for me to not get it, especially since I can remember the exact moment she coughed literally an inch from my face. I knew then that I'd be getting sick. I took her to the doctor because she kept saying her back hurt (which was really the only reason I took her since the cold was just a cold) but the doctor didn't see anything wrong. Was probably just muscle aches from the cold. I was worried it might be a kidney infection. Funny thing - Brent can't take Ibuprofen because it makes his kidneys hurt. That's what we'd been giving Martha to keep her fever down for a few days. I'm wondering if she has this weird ailment that Brent has. To be safe, we switched to Tylenol. I took her to the doctor the next week for her 2 year check-up and she had an ear infection that she didn't have literally 5 days before that. So, she's finishing up her Amoxicillin soon and besides the random cough or snot running down her nose, she seems to be doing a lot better. When my cold turned so bad that I actually had to use a sick day for being sick, I went to the doctor. I had a lovely upper respiratory infection. The safest antibiotic for a pregnant lady is Amoxicillin, but lucky me is allergic to it. So, they gave me a Z Pack. I called my OBGYN and checked with them first before I started taking it. I'm usually a stickler about taking any medication when I'm pregnant besides regular Tylenol and Zantac (and the promethazine I took during my first pregnancy so I could function without puking). I don't like taking any OTC stuff for colds or anything. My lady parts doctor said the Z Pack was fine. I've finished the pills and I'm still waiting for complete relief. I'm still using the humidifier every night and am coughing up nasty stuff, but it's slowly getting better. With taking any medication, I always worry that it's effecting the baby. I've started to feel random pokes and movement from the dude though, so I always give a small sigh of relief when I feel something...it means he's still doing ok in there. (I know I wouldn't be this paranoid if I'd never lost a baby before.) Chris and I are taking a trip this weekend. He doesn't know where we're going. I've planned it all and he won't know until we get in the car on Friday to leave. It's to celebrate his birthday, Mother's Day, and our Anniversary. This will pretty much count as our summer vacation too. I can't handle the heat of Savannah this year (I get nauseous if I get too hot), so we won't be doing a lot of outside things. Or if we do, there will always be a place nearby for me to go and cool off if I need to. I'm pretty excited about it. We find out the gender of the New One next Saturday. I'm ready to get started on the nursery!