Canary--I didn't find out I was pg. last time until a week or two after AF was due. All I had in the beginning was a tingly feeling in my armpits. Don't think bb's were really affected until the next week after that. Then they wouldn't stop growing! Then when they did start to hurt, it was my nipples that hurt the worst--even just to accidentally brush against them. I think my bb's got bigger last time than with my first two pg! I think it just varies from woman to woman, and of course, how far along you are... don't worry, love, it's going to be ok! When did you say your first appt. is?![]()
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KrystieLove--I think a star is such a beautiful way to remember your angel baby! What a great idea! I believe her due date would be a great date to go with! I hope you find peace in the fact that her light will always shine down upon you, and she will always be watching over you!
plc--Hey baby mama! I'm so excited for you to have your scan today! I've got the butterflies for you! Please fill us in on all the happy details as soon as you can!
issy--I was only 19 when I got pg with my oldest son, and I definitely feel like I took that pg for granted, as well. It was extremely easy to get pg--in fact I was my ex's first kiss, first sex, and I got pg the very first time! It lasted for all of maybe 10 seconds! lol... I can remember the exact song that was playing on the radio, because it fit the situation so well... the chorus kept saying "BOOM! It was over just like that!" I swear that is a true story and a real song!Besides my appendix rupturing, it was a very easy pg--not even any m/s! I pushed him out with 3 pushes, and was only at the hospital for 30 min's before I had him. They didn't even have time to give me an IV. My second pg. was fairly easy, as well. Felt sick ( no vomiting, though) almost the whole time, and could barely eat, so I only gained 24 lbs. with my youngest. It was great! It's the last one that I really feel like I took for granted. As soon as I found out, I kept thinking I must be crazy to be having another one, when I'm stressed out enough with the 4 we already have. Then it was all about the pink! I would tell people all the time that as long as it was a girl, I'd be happy. Of course, I would've been happy if it was a healthy boy, but I've got 2 boys, so really wanted a girl. Then I felt like I complained all the time about everything from being tired, to sore bb's, lack of sleep, not being able to fit into my clothes... so while I was so happy to be pg, with all the complaining it must have seemed more like it was a bother. I mostly felt guilty for wanting a girl so bad--like God took my child because I didn't just appreciate the gift I had been given. I still carry that guilt around... I really have to try hard to keep those thoughts out of my head, or else I'd go crazy with the guilt. Next time around I'm going to cherish every single part of being pregnant--bring on the m/s, I'm ready!
AFM... It's Monday--enough said! Wish it was next Monday because then we'd all have the day off for Memorial Day! Only 12 days of school left! :woot: Before you know it, I'll be counting down the days until the kids go BACK to school!This week will be pretty busy. My first grader is putting on a play tomorrow night, and I've been busy building 2 of the 3 houses (it's called the 3 Piggy Opera) and it's a play off of the 3 little pigs. Got everything finished up on Friday and all set up. Then he has a field trip on Thur. that I'll be chaperoning. Should be fun and hopefully will take my mind off things, at least temporarily!





Besides my appendix rupturing, it was a very easy pg--not even any m/s! I pushed him out with 3 pushes, and was only at the hospital for 30 min's before I had him. They didn't even have time to give me an IV. My second pg. was fairly easy, as well. Felt sick ( no vomiting, though) almost the whole time, and could barely eat, so I only gained 24 lbs. with my youngest. It was great! It's the last one that I really feel like I took for granted. As soon as I found out, I kept thinking I must be crazy to be having another one, when I'm stressed out enough with the 4 we already have. Then it was all about the pink! I would tell people all the time that as long as it was a girl, I'd be happy. Of course, I would've been happy if it was a healthy boy, but I've got 2 boys, so really wanted a girl. Then I felt like I complained all the time about everything from being tired, to sore bb's, lack of sleep, not being able to fit into my clothes... so while I was so happy to be pg, with all the complaining it must have seemed more like it was a bother. I mostly felt guilty for wanting a girl so bad--like God took my child because I didn't just appreciate the gift I had been given. I still carry that guilt around... I really have to try hard to keep those thoughts out of my head, or else I'd go crazy with the guilt. Next time around I'm going to cherish every single part of being pregnant--bring on the m/s, I'm ready!
This week will be pretty busy. My first grader is putting on a play tomorrow night, and I've been busy building 2 of the 3 houses (it's called the 3 Piggy Opera) and it's a play off of the 3 little pigs. Got everything finished up on Friday and all set up. Then he has a field trip on Thur. that I'll be chaperoning. Should be fun and hopefully will take my mind off things, at least temporarily!

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