After almost a full year of not smoking, I started smoking again.
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They tell you to wait 6 weeks after having a baby to have sex. It was 3.5 weeks since I had my baby and I felt good I felt ready and not going to lie but I’ve been feeling very horny, so the question was should I or should I not wait the 6 weeks, is it just a guideline or a precaution? So I did what most people do now a days, I took to social media to find out what other moms had to say.
In the last three weeks I’ve been that mom I said I’d never be, the one who cried over struggling to feed her baby. Prior to having Babyboy I was adamant that a fed baby is a happy baby and that I wouldn’t stress over breastfeeding. I planned all along that I would try it, and I would give it my all but if it wasn’t working out no big deal…..
I haven’t been on since the last day of school. You would think with one job coming to an end for a couple months I would of had more free time to write. But that just was not the case if anything I somehow got busier.
I was extremely tired in the second trimester I felt better most of the third then I did for the majority of the second trimester which is unusual. My Epicure direct sales business really picked up, again another oddity considering it was summer and people are typically too busy to host in house and online FB parties. With school being out I picked up some more shifts at the restaurant/lounge and in my spare time I got the nursery ready. So needless to say when I wasn’t busy, I was sleeping.
The rest of the pregnancy pretty much went like this with me picking up working in the school again in September.
In October a few things started to change in my pregnancy. Continue reading “I’m back-the rest of the pregnancy”
Ultrasounds are incredible, despite all the other stuff that goes on with pregnancy and how enjoyable or in my case unenjoyable it can be getting to see that baby inside your belly is amazing.
So I ended up driving to town Tuesday night and stayed at my aunts with my dog, as my jeep had a flat tire so I wanted to be close to the garage in the morning. I was wide awake at 5:00 am anxious for 9:30 to come. But since the clock was ticking slow Aella and I got up and went for a walk. We chatted with my aunt for a bit and that got ready. Aella was going to doggy day care for the morning and I had my appointment. Before dropping her off I went to McDonald’s and got a breakfast sandwich, hash brown and a small coffee. We don’t have fast food up where I live and I don’t really like it much anyways but Egg McMuffins are my favourite, the hash brown was for the dog. Once we got done in the drive through we continued on out the highway to Markwin Pet Resort it’s in Farm Country but only 10 minutes away from my Dodge Jeep dealership. I pulled out my breakfast sandwich broke off a piece of hash brown for the dog and started in on my breakfast. Two bites and the heart burn hit me instantly, it was bad too. To the point that I didn’t know if I was choking, needed to burp or needed to throw up. I dropped the Egg McMuffin back in the bag and proceed to watch for the next exit to pull off the highway at. No such luck there’s one every 5 seconds except for when you need one! I put on my hazards and slowed down. I couldn’t pull over as the shoulders were too narrow. About 10 seconds later I quickly grabbed the McDonalds bag and throw up all over my breakfast and Aella’s hash brown. I don’t know about her, but I was no longer hungry. New rule: no more eating while driving.
Anyways you don’t care about that part, I hear Scribbles & Tostitos saying to me right now…. get on with it. 😉 I have no idea what her voice sounds like as she is a fellow blogger and a talented one at that but I still hear it.
Tomorrow I have my mid point ultrasound. If the baby is cooperating I’ll also get to find out if I’m having a boy or a girl. I’m extremely nervous, I hope the baby is healthy, so far everything seems good but it’s still in the back of my mind because I’m having trouble gaining weight due to my inability to retain food. I can’t tell if the baby is moving, I feel bubbles I guess, but no real “fluttering” not sure I know what that even means. But according to every person whose had a baby, they say that they felt “fluttering”. It might just still be too early the internet says anytime between 17-22 weeks…. and I’m 19 weeks today. Everyone asks me if I want a boy or a girl and I respond with a healthy baby, truth be told I don’t really even know which one I’d prefer. There’s pros and cons to both. But this indecisiveness makes me wonder will I secretly be disappointed that it wasn’t the other when the time comes. I have so much going on in my head, I’m so excited and can’t wait for the day to come but am nervous as I said. I’m sad that my husband left for work yesterday and is going to miss it, but this is just the beginning of things he’ll miss. When it was just me I didn’t care, Christmas and birthdays can be whenever but this our first child, this Is irreplaceable, unschedulable. Everything only happens once, one gender reveal ultrasound, one birth, one first step. As I said my head is racing, and as an overthinker it’s gone far into the future wondering, thinking, planning.
When you’re world comes crashing down it’s like you can’t even breathe
You try to get up again and again but your drowning in you’re tears
They won’t stop, until it’s a flood of cries and agony
Finally you can stand up again but at this point it feels cold
You only feel emotion when you let the waterfall cascade down
Now there is a choice that you have to make
A choice that can affect everything
Do you drown with the flood or do you embrace the cold?
Today I am 17 weeks. There’s so many times I’ve thought about coming on and posting nothing but a excerpt saying
” I peed myself today” or “I love it when the cat throws up and I throw up on top of it”
I’ll tell you the stories of both of those further on in this post so if you want a laugh at how much I love being pregnant 🙄 keep reading….
It’s been so long since I posted, life has been crazy busy and pregnancy doesn’t help!
So here’s the nitty gritty of my experience with being pregnant and the first trimester.
As you know from my blog post YES+ I found out I was pregnant at 4 weeks. For the majority of the first trimester I felt pretty great. Certain smells made me feel queasy but no throwing up yet. Everyone kept telling me how tired I’d be, and that wasn’t bad either, I was my regular self working like a fene visiting my friends in Yellowknife and making money. I left Yellowknife at week 8 and had my first doctors appointment at home. Life was good. My only compliant was extremely sore boobs; then week 10 came……
More of what’s been going on in the last month……..#myhusbandisanidiot
On Monday it was beautiful outside! So as one does when adulting, we did a Spring clean up in the yard. My husband collected all the brush that was cut down before winter and burned it, and I picked up dog poop and garbage that blew in from those windy winter days.
I was extremely jealous as he was enjoying a few Budweiser’s while doing his job and being knocked up prohibits me from doing the same. There is something so satisfying about having a beer while doing yard work, water is not comparable! 🙄
Once I was done my job I asked my husband to work on the deck as the brush was pretty much all burnt and he was going around with a stick and a cloth light on fire trying to burn our grass. I asked him why he was doing this and he said “to make our grass greener, it’s called a control burn.” I told him it was probably not his best idea and that he should be doing something more productive. Needless to say he kept going. Continue reading “🎵Burning Down the House…..or yard”