So last night was doctor visit #3 for Wife. I actually sat this one out, because she couldn't remember why she booked it and let's be honest - there are way too many appointments if we are factoring in doctor, ultrasound and blood taking. I can't make them all, and I personally have a hard time believing this many appointments is even medically necessary. Yesterday, they weighed her (she hasn't gained a pound yet), had her pee in a cup and listened to the heart beat.
We just had the ultrasound last Thursday where the technician measured the heart rate, so it's not like a whole lot can change in four or five days. I mean it is great that she has someone monitoring her so closely, but it has got to be expensive. We pick up the copay, but no wonder insurance costs so much.
But I digress, back to the story. The really nice thing was that Wife and I got to ride home together for once on BART, and then she went off to the appointment and I went over to crossfit. I got a pretty solid workout in and checked my texts afterward and she still hadn't gotten in to see the doctor. For the record, that is three visits with at least an hour wait to see the doctor each time. For people who have to take off work and travel to see her, that's pretty outrageous.
Any way, everything is going very well, have a good night all.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Nesting
Didn't make it over to googley blogger yesterday because I took last Friday off and needed to catch up on work.
The camping trip was great, we stay next to a beautiful river and fish and my buddy and I had bought all the food for the trip and made some pretty great meals. The mountain biking was brutal, I rented a plush downhill bike and was definitely riding faster than my ability. As a result, I fell about three times, one of which was probably the worst fall I've ever had. I went over the handle bars and landed on my left forearm, and then rolled onto my back and skipped about 15 feet over jagged rocks on my back before slamming into a rock with my helmet. Yeah, it felt spectacular. On another fall, I basically hit a log with my left shin and then slammed the bike frame against the other side of it with all my weight, it's a miracle I didn't just snap the bone but its pretty banged up.
Oh well, I went into crossfit yesterday and gutted out a tough workout, so it felt good to get back in there.
Wife wasn't feeling so well, she woke up yesterday morning and threw up and basically phoned it in for the rest of the day. Not even pretend to work from home, just off the reservation style. It's kind of the same story repeated daily, some days are better than others. Allegedly, she should be feeling better soon as we move into the second trimester. She has a doctor appointment this morning, so it will be interesting to see how that conversation goes. Has she even picked up the prescription the doctor gave her last time for a combination vitamin b and ginger pill to fight nausea? Nope.
We did go into see the ultrasound last week and they did some 3d imaging while we were there. It was take your breath away cool, the technology they have now to do this stuff is absolutely incredible. While we were watching the little baby was rocking out with two hands over his/her head and kicking away. The doctor came in and pointed out the ten fingers, strong heart beating and brain developing in the head. The measurements for the various chromosome issues were great too, it went really well. I can't wait until that fear is behind us, it's just so heavy to think about. Wife tried to pin me down last night on what we would do if something was wrong, I just didn't even want to go there until we have to. I think I know in my heart, but Jesus.
Nothing else new going on. My in laws were over this weekend and moved a bunch of furniture around and then bought us a crib, which I'm extremely grateful for.
Just got the morning text with an exclamation point, so she must be feeling stronger today. It'll be interesting to see how her boss reacts to her bailing yesterday and then either leaving early or coming in late today - I'll keep you posted.
The camping trip was great, we stay next to a beautiful river and fish and my buddy and I had bought all the food for the trip and made some pretty great meals. The mountain biking was brutal, I rented a plush downhill bike and was definitely riding faster than my ability. As a result, I fell about three times, one of which was probably the worst fall I've ever had. I went over the handle bars and landed on my left forearm, and then rolled onto my back and skipped about 15 feet over jagged rocks on my back before slamming into a rock with my helmet. Yeah, it felt spectacular. On another fall, I basically hit a log with my left shin and then slammed the bike frame against the other side of it with all my weight, it's a miracle I didn't just snap the bone but its pretty banged up.
Oh well, I went into crossfit yesterday and gutted out a tough workout, so it felt good to get back in there.
Wife wasn't feeling so well, she woke up yesterday morning and threw up and basically phoned it in for the rest of the day. Not even pretend to work from home, just off the reservation style. It's kind of the same story repeated daily, some days are better than others. Allegedly, she should be feeling better soon as we move into the second trimester. She has a doctor appointment this morning, so it will be interesting to see how that conversation goes. Has she even picked up the prescription the doctor gave her last time for a combination vitamin b and ginger pill to fight nausea? Nope.
We did go into see the ultrasound last week and they did some 3d imaging while we were there. It was take your breath away cool, the technology they have now to do this stuff is absolutely incredible. While we were watching the little baby was rocking out with two hands over his/her head and kicking away. The doctor came in and pointed out the ten fingers, strong heart beating and brain developing in the head. The measurements for the various chromosome issues were great too, it went really well. I can't wait until that fear is behind us, it's just so heavy to think about. Wife tried to pin me down last night on what we would do if something was wrong, I just didn't even want to go there until we have to. I think I know in my heart, but Jesus.
Nothing else new going on. My in laws were over this weekend and moved a bunch of furniture around and then bought us a crib, which I'm extremely grateful for.
Just got the morning text with an exclamation point, so she must be feeling stronger today. It'll be interesting to see how her boss reacts to her bailing yesterday and then either leaving early or coming in late today - I'll keep you posted.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Momentum
I'm starting this blogging thing off early today, been sick last week and busy at work so it is easy to forget to do it and then one day turns into another and voila - stale blog.
I'm trying to think of what's new on the baby front. Wife has been feeling marginally better, there's up days and down days. And right as I typed that she texted me she's been throwing up this morning at home... So there you have it.
We hit twelve weeks on Saturday, so that's the official time at which most of the miscarriage risk is gone and you can supposedly safely start telling a broader audience of people. I really just told my brother, whose reaction, after telling me how great it was, went something like, "I don't know what's stranger; you being a parent or mom and dad being grandparents." His wife was great and sent a very sweet email to both the Wife and I.
Wife told two of her very close high school friends, but has organized a lunch for the weekend after next to tell her broader group of friends. I think I mentioned it in an earlier post, but she's also frozen her Facebook account out of fear that someone will post something and suggested I do so as well. Let me just interject right here to say how ridiculous all of this is. First of all, the staggered schedule of telling people is beyond lame, and no guy has ever gone on another guy's facebook page and written something about a baby in the history of the internets. Second of all, she is setting herself up for disappointment because as exciting as this news is to her and I and maybe her family, most of our friends have little kids of their own and have been to this rodeo over and over again. I'm letting her run with it though, so she can enjoy the moment.
Oh, and it turns out that her good friend at work that is pregnant too, is half a week behind Wife. I'm just picturing this luncheon with all of Wife's friend to do the big reveal and the friend blurting out, "I'm pregnant too!" Wife might just choke her out at the table. The good thing about the friend being pregnant is she's already called in sick about 5 or 6 times and is overly dramatic about the morning sickness, so Wife is realizing some of it is an attention thing and veering hard the other way.
And she totally looks bigger and washed out! Just kidding, I have no idea how she looks and wanted to complete my gossip update.
Man things. I'm going camping with three friends this weekend and have Friday off. I'm looking forward to it, although I am dreading sleeping in a goddamn tent on the ground again. But mountain biking, fishing and drinking some beers with the boys should be good.
How good is it to have the NFL back? Thank god. Also, Sons of Anarchy started again last night. I was a little concerned because the last episode of last season was a little out there, but man it started off right. Should be a fun season, and heavy on Trig - my favorite character.
I'm trying to think of what's new on the baby front. Wife has been feeling marginally better, there's up days and down days. And right as I typed that she texted me she's been throwing up this morning at home... So there you have it.
We hit twelve weeks on Saturday, so that's the official time at which most of the miscarriage risk is gone and you can supposedly safely start telling a broader audience of people. I really just told my brother, whose reaction, after telling me how great it was, went something like, "I don't know what's stranger; you being a parent or mom and dad being grandparents." His wife was great and sent a very sweet email to both the Wife and I.
Wife told two of her very close high school friends, but has organized a lunch for the weekend after next to tell her broader group of friends. I think I mentioned it in an earlier post, but she's also frozen her Facebook account out of fear that someone will post something and suggested I do so as well. Let me just interject right here to say how ridiculous all of this is. First of all, the staggered schedule of telling people is beyond lame, and no guy has ever gone on another guy's facebook page and written something about a baby in the history of the internets. Second of all, she is setting herself up for disappointment because as exciting as this news is to her and I and maybe her family, most of our friends have little kids of their own and have been to this rodeo over and over again. I'm letting her run with it though, so she can enjoy the moment.
Oh, and it turns out that her good friend at work that is pregnant too, is half a week behind Wife. I'm just picturing this luncheon with all of Wife's friend to do the big reveal and the friend blurting out, "I'm pregnant too!" Wife might just choke her out at the table. The good thing about the friend being pregnant is she's already called in sick about 5 or 6 times and is overly dramatic about the morning sickness, so Wife is realizing some of it is an attention thing and veering hard the other way.
And she totally looks bigger and washed out! Just kidding, I have no idea how she looks and wanted to complete my gossip update.
Man things. I'm going camping with three friends this weekend and have Friday off. I'm looking forward to it, although I am dreading sleeping in a goddamn tent on the ground again. But mountain biking, fishing and drinking some beers with the boys should be good.
Friday, August 31, 2012
Boost me out of here!
Wow, there is no one around today, the day before the long labor day weekend. I'm literally counting down the minutes until they cut us loose. I have a great job, that I love, and one of the best things is that they basically let us all go at 1-2 the day before a holiday.
Nothing new to report on the baby front, Wife was feeling great all day yesterday. I met her for lunch at one of her favorite spots down here in the Financial District and she ate almost everything on her plate, which never happens. So I went shopping after crossfit and picked up a filet mignon and some things for a salad for us, but she wasn't the least bit hungry. That seems to be the pattern, she'll be starving and over do it at one meal and then just not be hungry at all for dinner.
I told her a while back that I would make her some spaghetti with meat sauce, salad and garlic bread for dinner tonight, but the CEO of her company brought in BBQ for lunch today. She loves BBQ, so I have a feeling I'm going to do all this shopping and then find out she isn't hungry at all. Oh well, all I can do is try.
Great day at the gym yesterday, finally. We did squats and a little metabolic conditioning and I finally performed up to what I expect of myself. A friend of mine from high school was there too and we lifted together, and he told me he is taking off from his bank and starting his own hedge fund later this fall. Could be something to keep an eye on as an opportunity, I really want to make some more money and get us into a house, if possible.
Gotta run and get out of here, have a great long weekend.
Nothing new to report on the baby front, Wife was feeling great all day yesterday. I met her for lunch at one of her favorite spots down here in the Financial District and she ate almost everything on her plate, which never happens. So I went shopping after crossfit and picked up a filet mignon and some things for a salad for us, but she wasn't the least bit hungry. That seems to be the pattern, she'll be starving and over do it at one meal and then just not be hungry at all for dinner.
I told her a while back that I would make her some spaghetti with meat sauce, salad and garlic bread for dinner tonight, but the CEO of her company brought in BBQ for lunch today. She loves BBQ, so I have a feeling I'm going to do all this shopping and then find out she isn't hungry at all. Oh well, all I can do is try.
Great day at the gym yesterday, finally. We did squats and a little metabolic conditioning and I finally performed up to what I expect of myself. A friend of mine from high school was there too and we lifted together, and he told me he is taking off from his bank and starting his own hedge fund later this fall. Could be something to keep an eye on as an opportunity, I really want to make some more money and get us into a house, if possible.
Gotta run and get out of here, have a great long weekend.
Thursday, August 30, 2012
In heat
I just met up with the wife at her BART exit and went to Starbuck's for a green tea and decaf latte, she looks smoking hot and feels great today. The last couple of days, when she's complained about feeling sick I've run through the checklist of precautions she has to fight it. Do you have on your seasickness wrist bands? No. Did you take the anti-nausea medication your doctor prescribed? Well... no. Did you eat the ginger candy (natural cure) we got you at whole foods? Well... no, I don't like the taste of ginger.
As a man, this would be like walking out into the cold of the morning every day without a sweater or jacket for a month and then complaining that it is cold. So she did all three today, and guess what? She feels great! Amazing how that works, isn't it?
She was wearing leggings with a short skirt over them this morning and sat on my lap while we talked, so of course now I'm in heat. Things have definitely slowed down in that department because she feels so crappy all the time, so its been a while. I think most men probably take care of that themselves, but I'm going to hold off. Every time I do that, it automatically turns out to be the day she wants some "private time", so not only am I not really interested, but I need her to dress up like a Cal Trans worker and speak to me in a British accent to get where I'm going. Every one ends up beat up, confused and the dogs think I'm killing mommy.
Work has slowed down a little today, but the two other guys who are in my role are out so it could get a little crazy. I usually manage to pull it off, so hopefully it stays quiet.
Did another benchmark workout yesterday and stank the place up. I looked back at my performance on this particular workout for the last three years, and this was my worst performance by far. It's pretty frustrating, need to focus and get better every day.
Hope anyone reading this has a great day. Also, I think it is a given, but unless I specifically say so - the pictures that appear on this blog are never of me or my wife.
As a man, this would be like walking out into the cold of the morning every day without a sweater or jacket for a month and then complaining that it is cold. So she did all three today, and guess what? She feels great! Amazing how that works, isn't it?
She was wearing leggings with a short skirt over them this morning and sat on my lap while we talked, so of course now I'm in heat. Things have definitely slowed down in that department because she feels so crappy all the time, so its been a while. I think most men probably take care of that themselves, but I'm going to hold off. Every time I do that, it automatically turns out to be the day she wants some "private time", so not only am I not really interested, but I need her to dress up like a Cal Trans worker and speak to me in a British accent to get where I'm going. Every one ends up beat up, confused and the dogs think I'm killing mommy.
Work has slowed down a little today, but the two other guys who are in my role are out so it could get a little crazy. I usually manage to pull it off, so hopefully it stays quiet.
Did another benchmark workout yesterday and stank the place up. I looked back at my performance on this particular workout for the last three years, and this was my worst performance by far. It's pretty frustrating, need to focus and get better every day.
Hope anyone reading this has a great day. Also, I think it is a given, but unless I specifically say so - the pictures that appear on this blog are never of me or my wife.
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Just me and my gyno...
No big deal! Round two of the visit to the doctor de la vagina was yesterday, and guess what? We arrived to a fully packed room of giant, miserable looking women and a bunch of screaming kids. When we went to check in, the nurse let us know they were running about an hour behind. I seriously should offer to help out with the operational issues in this office...
So we ended up going by Wife's family's house for a little while since its only about 5 minutes away and the nurse was going to call us when they were ready for us. Nothing to interesting to report there, Wife was talking to her moms about the issues she's having with her sister, so I tuned out and watched CNN's coverage of the Republican convention. I don't care what party you are in, is there anything more stupid than a convention? Anyway, off my soapbox.
We got the call to come back in at 5 PM, and my fantasy football draft was at 7 PM. No big deal, right? Plenty of time for the doctor, the model of timeliness to do her thing.
So we went in, and were actually shown right into a exam room. First we did a little question and answer thing, and let me tell you - my wife can machine gun the questions. Right on cue, in the middle of a discussion about what she can eat to help with nausea, Wife said, "I need to go to the bathroom to be sick." Then she commenced with a 5 minute puke session that reverberated through the entire office. The doctor and I felt awful for her and I got her some ice cold water once she finished.
And what better way to finish off a rousing puke session than to jump in the stirrups for some cervical testing? OK, I have something to get off my chest, I am deathly afraid of most health procedures. I've feinted, out cold, twice in my life - including once just because of a discussion during A&P in high school ( I was known from then on as The Kid Who Feinted). So stirrups, speculum, giant qtips, etc are not really my thing. My Wife was a champ, of course, and I just averted my gaze until the whole thing was over. I suppose it is good training, because I am terrified of the day when the baby is due (end of March, btw).
So the final step in the check up was hearing the baby's heartbeat. The doctor used some kind of super mic and found the heart beat right away. "Boom - boom - boom", it sound so strong and so fast - I pictured a little fetus running on a treadmill. Wife was all teared up, and I was just overjoyed, there's a little son or daughter of ours in there and he or she is developing and growing and sounded so determined.
We got out and got home in time for the ff draft, which suddenly wasn't that big of a deal at all. My team is a'right, a little weak at RB because I decided to take Tom Brady in the first as this is a pass scoring heavy league.
I've taken the last two days off to rest from the gym, heading back in for an ass blaster of a workout. Hopefully, I'll see some progress instead of regression this time. Eating is still crappy, but today's the day it turns around!
So we ended up going by Wife's family's house for a little while since its only about 5 minutes away and the nurse was going to call us when they were ready for us. Nothing to interesting to report there, Wife was talking to her moms about the issues she's having with her sister, so I tuned out and watched CNN's coverage of the Republican convention. I don't care what party you are in, is there anything more stupid than a convention? Anyway, off my soapbox.
We got the call to come back in at 5 PM, and my fantasy football draft was at 7 PM. No big deal, right? Plenty of time for the doctor, the model of timeliness to do her thing.
So we went in, and were actually shown right into a exam room. First we did a little question and answer thing, and let me tell you - my wife can machine gun the questions. Right on cue, in the middle of a discussion about what she can eat to help with nausea, Wife said, "I need to go to the bathroom to be sick." Then she commenced with a 5 minute puke session that reverberated through the entire office. The doctor and I felt awful for her and I got her some ice cold water once she finished.
And what better way to finish off a rousing puke session than to jump in the stirrups for some cervical testing? OK, I have something to get off my chest, I am deathly afraid of most health procedures. I've feinted, out cold, twice in my life - including once just because of a discussion during A&P in high school ( I was known from then on as The Kid Who Feinted). So stirrups, speculum, giant qtips, etc are not really my thing. My Wife was a champ, of course, and I just averted my gaze until the whole thing was over. I suppose it is good training, because I am terrified of the day when the baby is due (end of March, btw).
So the final step in the check up was hearing the baby's heartbeat. The doctor used some kind of super mic and found the heart beat right away. "Boom - boom - boom", it sound so strong and so fast - I pictured a little fetus running on a treadmill. Wife was all teared up, and I was just overjoyed, there's a little son or daughter of ours in there and he or she is developing and growing and sounded so determined.
We got out and got home in time for the ff draft, which suddenly wasn't that big of a deal at all. My team is a'right, a little weak at RB because I decided to take Tom Brady in the first as this is a pass scoring heavy league.
I've taken the last two days off to rest from the gym, heading back in for an ass blaster of a workout. Hopefully, I'll see some progress instead of regression this time. Eating is still crappy, but today's the day it turns around!
Monday, August 27, 2012
False start
So the wife and I both left work early on Friday so that we could go to the gyno/vagina doctor together and listen to the heartbeat and experience the magic of our Mars Bar of life. Total clusterfuck. First of all, it was in area that I hate driving through (thus guaranteeing it will be where I buy a house) and way the hell out there. Next, I walk in and all these women are joking around about how giant their wombs are whatever and they all get awkwardly quiet when I show up. But the icing on the cake was when, after an hour of waiting where I forgot to bring a book, the doctor had to run out and deliver a baby.
They sent us home. After taking half days from work! Is that the business model? Can't a nurse hold the microphone up to your stomach and answer questions about the different types of screenings and test? For god's sakes.
It wasn't that big of a deal though because they can fit us back in at Tuesday evening and I got to go workout early, I just like to be dramatic.
What else happened? Oh, I went mountain biking with my friend, who has a... (shit, let me check my phone) let's call it 8 month old baby. Anyway, the ride was great, and we were talking about the whole issue with having kids immunized these days and the risks. Scary stuff, things I hadn't even thought about and considered before. He said kids get twice as many shots now than they had in the past, and all of these shots have things like aluminum, formaldehyde, whatever in them. Some of the things: chicken pocks and tetanus, do you even need to be immunized for that? Can't you just deal with it when it comes up rather than expose your child to something where the side effect might be... oh, autism?
I don't know. This was all based on our conversation and I haven't buckled down and down the reading/research myself yet, so that will be interesting. It can be a little overwhelming, can't it? I need to read something on sleep training as well, that's a must read before the end of March...
We also told my parents yesterday. I was a little anxious about it because I had just heard my mom tell my brother and his new wife to wait before having kids... but my brother is also not working, so I was hoping that was why. Anyway, it went really well, my mom jumped up and gave Wife a hug and told her how happy she was and we talked about due dates and how we'd been hiding it at a couple of family events. Best case scenario, really. I don't know why I worry so much about telling my parents about things like this and when I was engaged, I guess I just always have a need to anticipate the worst and they never let me down.
I'll need to work on that, I suppose.
It wasn't that big of a deal though because they can fit us back in at Tuesday evening and I got to go workout early, I just like to be dramatic.
What else happened? Oh, I went mountain biking with my friend, who has a... (shit, let me check my phone) let's call it 8 month old baby. Anyway, the ride was great, and we were talking about the whole issue with having kids immunized these days and the risks. Scary stuff, things I hadn't even thought about and considered before. He said kids get twice as many shots now than they had in the past, and all of these shots have things like aluminum, formaldehyde, whatever in them. Some of the things: chicken pocks and tetanus, do you even need to be immunized for that? Can't you just deal with it when it comes up rather than expose your child to something where the side effect might be... oh, autism?
I don't know. This was all based on our conversation and I haven't buckled down and down the reading/research myself yet, so that will be interesting. It can be a little overwhelming, can't it? I need to read something on sleep training as well, that's a must read before the end of March...
We also told my parents yesterday. I was a little anxious about it because I had just heard my mom tell my brother and his new wife to wait before having kids... but my brother is also not working, so I was hoping that was why. Anyway, it went really well, my mom jumped up and gave Wife a hug and told her how happy she was and we talked about due dates and how we'd been hiding it at a couple of family events. Best case scenario, really. I don't know why I worry so much about telling my parents about things like this and when I was engaged, I guess I just always have a need to anticipate the worst and they never let me down.
I'll need to work on that, I suppose.
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