Shawn's turn

Well as is painfully obvious, Susann is doing most of the blogging on this thing but I thought I would give it a shot.

For those of you who don't know this is going to be the first grandchild for my parents and I think it is fair to say they are most pleased.  They have had a few health concerns over the last several months so Susann and I had a hard time not telling them sooner than the 12 week check up but we managed to keep the secret.  As soon as we got the green light from our doctor I was on the phone to share the good news.

Dad was certainly happy but my Mom was over the moon.  She has been waiting patiently for a grandchild as all of her friends have had the joy of multiply grand kids and in some cases great grandchildren.  Now she gets to do some of the talking.  As I said earlier "most pleased."

To say Susann and I are happy is a major understatement and we are so lucky that we have such a supportive network of family and friends.  If you have been following the blog you are aware of the difficulties we experienced along the way.  Thanks to everyone for their thoughts and prayers - they worked.

Carbs! (Not crabs)

Shawn's been on Atkins most of the year, so since I do the cooking... we have just been having meats and veggies for dinner most nights. And their leftovers for lunch the next day.

I just dominated a bagel for breakfast and realized that may have been why I was feeling so crappy! The carbs just took me back to feeling normal for the 1st time in about 10 days.

Take THAT Dr. Atkins.

Now, rather than craving soft pretzels and chili cheese hot dogs.... I could really go for some king crab legs at Cantler's.

Meh.

I'm not feeling so good this week...

I don't know if my body is getting used to the 2nd trimester or what, but I've just been feeling kind of "meh".

No food I'm having from chicken to fruit to veggies is satisfying me. I have a wicked headache and just feel woozy and ugh.

And I still want that damn chili cheese hot dog.

Fussy

I am preggo-fussy today.

I think my buddy B isn't interested in my fussiness at work today.

On account of wanting sushi. And a chili cheese hotdog. For lunch.

And having a lean cuisine instead.

Maybe this is training for getting in the mind of the baby!

I feel fussy when tired.
And hungry.
And need to potty.

Consider this another overshare post,.

Going to California.... Uh, No, I don't think so.

Well, we've hit the first pregnancy road block. At my 12 week appointment I was diagnosed with placenta previa (p.p)... what that basically means is my placenta is in the wrong place and if it doesn't move in the next few months, I will almost certainly have a c-section. And oh yes, if it doesn't go away by the 3rd trimester, I may have to go on bedrest. (don't tell my boss). But for now, I'm just supposed to be careful.

Well, I was chatting with Em about booking tickets for Ab's 1st birthday party and decided to google p.p. and flying. Stupid, wicked internets... made me nervous. So I, for the 1st time in the pregnancy, became "that lady" and called the doctor. Who advised me to not take long plane flights. Oh yea, I'm supposed to be going to California. Tomorrow. Uh, no, I don't think so.

So, I'm not going.

And hoping my boss understands.

And having my first moment of how to balance life, work and motherhood. Up to this point, my personal value has mostly come from success at work. I'm GOOD at work. I LIKE work.

I want to continue to be able to say those things, but tonight I just feel like a gigantic placental fail.