Notes To My Beans

The day to day tales of my life with the beans

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Week 11: Isn’t It Suppose To Get Better?

Weight: 113lbs
Symptoms: Bloating, tiredness, indigestion, constipation
Attitude: Ugh

Sorry for the long absence. With work being busy and feeling like crap, I haven’t found a lot of free time to write. “Lucky” for me, my commute just doubled so now I found some free time.

Two weeks ago was my first appointment with the OB’s office. It was a short appointment, mainly for dating the pregnancy. No changes to my expected due date and we got to see the butterBean’s heart beating. I keep thinking that something bad had happened so it’s nice to get some reassurance.

I have a lengthier appointment tomorrow with the OB nurse and a quick check-up with the doctor. I’m sure that’s when I’ll get my prescription for the 3 hour glucose test. But that’s also when I’ll get my prescription for my NT scan, which should be in the beginning of September.

I also had an appointment with my endo. They changed my prescription for my hypothyroidism and gave me the diabetes lecture (my fasting sugars were high) and I have a follow up appointment in 2 months.

Other than that, I’ve been feeling like crap. My stomach likes to confuse me – I can rarely tell these days if I should eat cause I feel hungry but my stomach is so bloated that I couldn’t possibly fit anything in there. And the constipation!

I feel terrible feeling like this, especially given everything I’ve gone through to get here. Don’t get me wrong, I’d rather be stopped up than giving myself shots! But I have to vent somewhere!

I’ve got 2 weeks until this trimester is over. Hopefully it’ll breeze by and I won’t even remember how uncomfortable I’m feeling now.


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So that’s what you had for dinner

It’s been a strange few days for us, courtesy of my youngest niece. Or should I say, a stomach bug she picked up undoubtedly from Chucky Cheese – where a sick, puking kid can be kid.

The bean was fine when I picked him up Wednesday. He was a little bit of a snot during bedtime but we always get into a tiff when it’s time to stop brushing his teeth. So, the full blown tantrum wasn’t an unusual part of our routine.

The first sign that something was odd was that he started crying after I put him down and left his room. He quieted down after a minute or two but then he kept crying every few minutes. But he kept crying for a minute or two every 20 minutes, which he has done before but not this early in the night.

The big sign that something was not right happened around 11pm. PapaBeaner saw him in the monitor scream, get up and run to the other side of his crib, picking up his stuffed animals and bringing them over to the corner that he was crying in. And then papaBeaner saw it – a strange blob that could one be one thing. Vomit.

We rushed in and confirmed it. Vomit everywhere – on the crib sheet, blanket, stuffed animals, his pjs. I tried to comfort him while papaBeaner cleaned up the mess. I’m not sure which one had the easier job. The bean wouldn’t calm down and understandably so – he had no idea what was happening and his parents were ignoring him. I’d be pissed off too. Poor bean.

When he finally calmed down a little, I changed him, gave him a little water and then changed myself. And then shortly after I changed myself he threw up again and became hysterical. After he calmed down I tried to change him and he again threw up. He didn’t feel feverish so we knew it was a stomach bug.

I called the pedi nurses line at the hospital and she said to give him half water, half milk (since we didn’t have any pedialyte) and watch that he’s peeing enough. But the bean wanted nothing to do with the weird watered down milk we were trying to give him. So he would drink a little water and then throw it up. Or he would start crying and gagging. We could put him to sleep for 20 minutes but then sure enough, he’d wake up coughing then retching. All. Night. Long.

PapaBeaner and I tried to take shifts but by the time we were about to drift off in the other room, he would start crying. So nobody got any sleep. I called up the nurses line again, after the 10th or so time he threw up but they said all an emergency room would do would be to hydrate him and release us. We didn’t think the stress of that would be worth it so we suffered at home.

Due to difficulties papaBeaner and I both had at work, we had to go in the next morning. So, I dropped him off at my parents (where he threw up on me again although I brought extra clothes with me just in case). He looked so sad and weak and tired, but I knew that my parents would probably take better care of him than I could (my mom was a nurse before she became a babysitter). But he wanted mommy and it broke my heart.

I called my mom as soon as I reached the office and she told me he threw up again. Ugh. So then I called the nurse at his pedi’s office. She said giving him water was bad because it was too light to keep down and diluted milk was too bad for his tummy. Sigh. I told her I didn’t think he would drink pedialyte because he hates new things so she told me to give him little sips of broth every 10 minutes and if he doesn’t throw up after an hour to keep increasing.

Luckily he didn’t throw up again. I was able to leave work a little early and when I saw the bean he was his happy little self. Thank goodness. And I took the next day off so double bonus! My mom said he didn’t nap again so we figured he would fall asleep in the car, which he did … about 2 hours earlier than his normal bedtime.

I didn’t want him sleeping by himself in case he threw up again so I put him in our bed and papaBeaner slept on the couch. I was exhausted, so I fell asleep next to the bean around 8:30.

At 1:30, the bean taps me on the back and starts calling me. Worried that he was hungry, I got him a bowl full of Cheerios and a little water. He continued to munch for 2 hours showing little sign of being tired. Luckily that was all an act because he went to sleep minutes after I started rocking him.

The next day was uneventful – no vomit. I was still taking it slowly with the food but he was playful and in good spirits. Over the next few days, he developed the runs but the nurse told me to expect that. What I didn’t expect is that his bug would also start messing with my stomach. Although I haven’t thrown up nor have I been stuck on the toilet so I suppose I got it easy.

Sicknesses are never easy.

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Tis The Season To Be Charging

Every year I promise not to go overboard with the Christmas gifts and every year I fail miserably. And of course the person I buy the most for is myself. Merry Christmas to me! I tried to keep the spending down on myself but every store I go into I fine an item or two that I think would look cute on me. There’s no thought regarding where or when I would wear most of these clothes, but just the urge that I have to have it. I am a retailer’s dream.

Even with papBeaner’s gift, I find myself going overboard. It started with one large gift. And then there were accessories for the gift. And then stocking stuffers. And then he needs one thing. And wouldn’t it be great if he had this thing. Oh, and this would be perfect for him! I’m hoping that I stop getting good ideas of gifts to give him, or at least save them for his birthday (which is only 3 months away).

Then there’s my parents. I don’t even try to be budget-conscience with my parents — they don’t charge me for daycare so I’m more than justified getting them a big gift.

I was able to stay in budget with everyone else. And there are a lot of other people on my gift list. First and foremost is the bean, but I buy him “presents” all year round so in actuality I’m way over budget with him. I haven’t even begun to think of a present for my sister and her husband. And then there are my nieces, my cousin’s and their kids (we have a large extended family). I always stay within my allotted budget for these guys although that number gets pretty high.

But I don’t complain about the money spent. I love shopping. I love buying gifts. I love wrapping gifts. In short, I love this season!

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Thankful wishes

I’ve decided to condense my Thanksgiving wishes into one post – instead of posting daily in little snippets, I list them all below:

1 – I am thankful for the bean — not only does he bring tons of joy into my life, but he also makes me remember to not sweat the small stuff and to be more appreciative of parenthood in general.

2 – I am thankful for papaBeaner — never was there a more caring and patient man (even if he does infuriate me every so often).

3 – I am thankful for my parents — I don’t tell them this enough but they have made the difficulties of life much easier to deal with. Not only did they give me everything I ever needed (and more) growing up, but they continue to support me in many ways in my adulthood. I can only hope to be there for my beans as much as my parents are there for me and my sister and our respective families.

4 – I am thankful for my sister — I would be so screwed if I had to figure out this parenting shtick without her to bounce ideas of off. And papaBeaner and I would have turned into a bowl of mush during those first 6 weeks of the bean’s life if it were not for her.

5 – I am thankful for large wool and cashmere scarves — without them I would surely freeze in any office setting.

6 – I am thankful for the whole rice bowl phenomenon — yummy in my tummy (and for $9-10 a bowl, it better be yummy!)

7 – I am thankful for my RE — when something as primal as fertility doesn’t work on its own, I’m grateful that I can hand it over to someone else to take charge of.

8 – I am thankful for my paycheck — it’s not the most exciting work, and I have to put up with some real characters, but it pays for half of my family’s lifestyle so that’s not so bad.

9 – I am thankful for my bed and blankets — I love me some sleep!

10 – I am thankful for my large extended family –I couldn’t imagine spending holidays with just my immediate family. In my opinion, the more the merrier (plus, when you have 30+ people over, meals turn into a large buffet so there’s always something good to eat).

11 – I am thankful for sarcasm — it has gotten me through a lot of situations and although it gets mistaken for bitchiness, I feel that it serves a purpose in my life (mainly by repelling those that don’t like it).

12 – I am thankful for electricity — not having any for 6 days and being at the mercy of family members that did have it was a humbling experience.

13 – I am thankful for my lips — they really are my favorite body part.

14 – I am thankful for the cultural food of my parents — it’s prepared me and my stomach well for the tasty goodness that is fried food and the binge eating that I will be partaking in today. Plus … super tasty!

15 – I am thankful for Old Navy — I think 90% of my weekend wardrobe is from them and I love my comfy clothes.

16 – I am thankful for the bean’s crib — it’s the only place where he can sleep through the night.

17 – I am thankful for bacon — salty, fatty, crispy … thinking about it makes me salivate.

18 – I am thankful for wine and beer — although I would gladly give them up for 9+ months.

19 – I am thankful for my camera — if I can’t go back in time to relive old memories, sifting through old photos is the next best thing.

20 – I am thankful to have a little place on the internet to share my thoughts — I’m a super private person but writing things down helps me to process those thoughts.

21 – I am thankful for hope — without it, life wouldn’t be worth living.

22 – I am thankful for a higher power — say what you want, but it comforts me to know that one exists.

Happy Thanksgiving!