Plagerized from MomTalk.com
Do you wonder how it's reasonable to gain 25 to 35 pounds (on average) during your pregnancy when a newborn baby weighs only a fraction of that?
Although it varies from woman to woman, this is how those pounds may add up:
* 7.5 pounds: average baby's weight
* 7 pounds: extra stored protein, fat, and other nutrients
* 4 pounds: extra blood* 4 pounds: other extra body fluids
* 2 pounds: breast enlargement
* 2 pounds: enlargement of your uterus
* 2 pounds: amniotic fluid surrounding your baby
* 1.5 pounds: the placenta
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Baby Koalas!
G showed me some baby koala videos. Is there anything cuter?? Oh wait yes there are cuter things, such as...tiny squishy cheeked puppies...but koalas come pretty close! I want one!
P.S. If my parents knew I was watching this, they would freak out, because in Indian households pregnant women are only supposed to look at healthy baby pictures or religious pictures of God (supposedly makes the baby come out looking just like what you stare at).
P.S. If my parents knew I was watching this, they would freak out, because in Indian households pregnant women are only supposed to look at healthy baby pictures or religious pictures of God (supposedly makes the baby come out looking just like what you stare at).
Alien Baby wants out!
This video below is FREAKY. We haven't felt our little parasite just yet, they say with first baby and if the girl is not rail thin you don't feel kicking until after 20th week. We are hitting our 20th week soon...so far I've had random vibrations and bubbles but that could easily be attributed to...ehem...gas.
Nice Neighbors
Our neighbors are so nice in this apartment complex (apart from the crazy people above who enjoy rearranging furniture at 3am and have very heated arguments that make me want to stick a post -it note with the domestic abuse hotline number on their door). But I'm talking about the ones across the hall. Whenever they celebrate a Hindu holiday or are cooking something special, they knock on our door to let us know and often times share their dinner. Today they stopped by and asked me how many dosas (a south indian lentil crepe dish) we wanted. So cute! :-)
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Moving and cooking (updated)
*** Okay so from now on the posts will be more POSITIVE and if I really want to rant and rave, I can post on another blog, this one will be solely for pregnancy and light hearted daily issues (fingers are crossed...I can't help venting!) but I've left this post here and just shortened it a bit ***
So we are trying to find a home to rent and move into possibly within the next couple months. We've looked at a few, and G preferred homes near his workplace. I really don't care where the location is, but I liked one particular home slightly far away from his workplace. It isn't terribly far, and the neighborhood is gorgeous and the home is incredibly sunny and bright. Plus, we would get to "practice" living more than 5 miles away from work...if we decide we can't handle it, we can always end our lease after a year.
I also had previously thought that G wanted to stay close to work so that in the event of a baby emergency he would be able to show up on a moments notice. This makes sense to me...He would also get to pop in and see baby and me more often during the initial newborn months. However, I've discovered the REAL reason G wants to stay close to work....and it all boils down to FOOD. (insert rolling eyes facial expression here)
And he admitted this fact, so it's not like I'm just coming up with it out of thin air. His mom will be here after the baby is born. His mom cooks Indian dishes almost daily. If he is close to work, he can pop in for lunch and eat his mom's food every single day. Living close to work has nothing to do with spending time with his new wife, or new baby, or even his mom for that matter...but it has everything to do with his craving for home cooked food.
He never comes home for lunch while it's just lil' ol me in the apartment, apparently because I don't cook lunch daily (I often just heat up easy stuff or make something quick). Here I am, thousands of miles away from my parents and home that I was used to...trying to adjust to a new marriage and a new pregnancy, and G would rather eat at work than come home (right now we are renting just minutes away from his work). I find this amusing now actually.
So we are trying to find a home to rent and move into possibly within the next couple months. We've looked at a few, and G preferred homes near his workplace. I really don't care where the location is, but I liked one particular home slightly far away from his workplace. It isn't terribly far, and the neighborhood is gorgeous and the home is incredibly sunny and bright. Plus, we would get to "practice" living more than 5 miles away from work...if we decide we can't handle it, we can always end our lease after a year.
I also had previously thought that G wanted to stay close to work so that in the event of a baby emergency he would be able to show up on a moments notice. This makes sense to me...He would also get to pop in and see baby and me more often during the initial newborn months. However, I've discovered the REAL reason G wants to stay close to work....and it all boils down to FOOD. (insert rolling eyes facial expression here)
And he admitted this fact, so it's not like I'm just coming up with it out of thin air. His mom will be here after the baby is born. His mom cooks Indian dishes almost daily. If he is close to work, he can pop in for lunch and eat his mom's food every single day. Living close to work has nothing to do with spending time with his new wife, or new baby, or even his mom for that matter...but it has everything to do with his craving for home cooked food.
He never comes home for lunch while it's just lil' ol me in the apartment, apparently because I don't cook lunch daily (I often just heat up easy stuff or make something quick). Here I am, thousands of miles away from my parents and home that I was used to...trying to adjust to a new marriage and a new pregnancy, and G would rather eat at work than come home (right now we are renting just minutes away from his work). I find this amusing now actually.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Hip Pain
I get awful hip pain after I do major activity, such as walking for more than an hour, laundry, cleaning the floor....you get the idea. According to my chiropractor and OBGYN, my pelvic bone is expanding to accomodate the large uterus, hence my discomfort.
Therein lies the paradox...I'm supposed to be excersising to build up the birthing muscles and prepare for labor...but how do I do that if everytime I move for more than 30 minutes the rest of my day is spent saying "ow...ow...ouch" as I slowly get up and down from a chair or couch?
Therein lies the paradox...I'm supposed to be excersising to build up the birthing muscles and prepare for labor...but how do I do that if everytime I move for more than 30 minutes the rest of my day is spent saying "ow...ow...ouch" as I slowly get up and down from a chair or couch?
Random Fact of the Day
Linea Nigra:
A brownish line appearing on the abdomen - starting at the belly button and continuing down to the pubic hair. This discoloration (linea nigra can be translated as "dark line") is caused by pregnancy hormones causing an increased production of the pigment melanin. The excess pigmentation of the linea nigra may not completely disappear.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Relatives
Human beings are complicated, I realize. You can't expect too much from someone who isn't your husband, mom or dad.
But the one thing I do expect, from almost everyone, is a good positive attitude. I don't expect or want money or help or even moral support.
This concerns my paternal side relatives. I have many fond memories of visiting my uncles, aunts and cousins during my childhood. They are generally good & decent folks who will say things to make you pee in your pants laughing, but when it comes to attitude, they are just damn ANNOYING.
So during my wedding days I enlisted the help of a few particular relatives, mostly from either my hubbies or my maternal side, to help out with the planning. The reason I asked them and not the paternal side relatives was:
1. The paternal side never inquired or asked whether I needed any help.
2. The maternal side was so excited and they kept calling me.
3. Hubbies side kept in close contact with me as well.
Paternal side never called me. Ever. I called them 3 times in the months leading up to the wedding (this does not include times when my Dad called them and I happened to be nearby so ended up chatting with them). The conversations would end up in weird heated arguments with my aunt. I wasn't the one arguing, she was the one who would talk a mile a minute and tell me that I needed to CHANGE THE VENUE and the CITY of my wedding. She never slowed down to ask WHY we even chose the city (duh, we had to compromise with the groom's side!) and she never waited for any explaination or apology from me. Instead, she spoke about how she was not going to allow my grandmother (my darling, cute, grandmother that I wish had attended the wedding) to travel so far (the distance wasn't that far in reality). She brainwashed my grandmother into thinking that she wouldn't be able to make it to the wedding festivities.
My parents, me, and hubbie paid for ALL of the wedding. I think we had total rights over how to have the ceremony. Having an opinion is one thing, but INSISTING and declaring that our ideas for venue and city are HORRIBLE and that our wedding will be a DISASTER is a whole different issue.
I never asked them for anything, I just wanted to include them, meaning I just wanted them to BE THERE. And, I wanted a good attitude. It was a nice festive time...couldn't they just ENJOY the all expenses paid trip to a nearby city? They didn't have to pay for a thing, we housed and fed them for several days.
After the wedding, I went on honeymoon and several other places (and I really mean SEVERAL) around India to visit friends and relatives, mostly from hubbies side. My parents called me a few times but they left India back to the States early, and then my maternal uncle kept checking up on me. I loved that. Here I was, total stranger to hubbies family, and at least someone cared enough to call and see if I was alive in all the strange new cities I was visiting. Obviously, paternal side NEVER called me after the wedding!! I was in India for a whole MONTH after the wedding. I even visited them twice in between driving to the airport when we had some time in Delhi. But you know what? Instead of just being happy that their niece was able to fit in a few hours here and there in such a hectic schedule, they COMPLAINED that I never spent the night...that I never stayed for too long. They complained that they were not in the wedding video enough...that the photographers did not take sufficient photos of them! Well obviously...the photographer took pictures of people who were NEAR the bride and groom, not the folks who were wandering off god knows where during the ceremony!!
Sigh. Anyway I shouldn't care, but I hate being the one who has to call THEM to keep in touch, to email THEM, send THEM cards etc. I refuse now actually...if I happen to be near Dad while he's on the phone with them, then fine...otherwise why should I spend money on trying to keep in touch when all they have to say are COMPLAINTS that I'm not grateful and never call/visit them?
And this all came up because I finally got an email from a paternal cousin. Instead of just chatting, he had the nerve to say how I never called him before my flight back to the USA! How I never called his parents! And can you believe it...this particular cousin emailed me for the first time (several months after the wedding) when I had already emailed him, yet he had first sent emails to MY WHITE FRIENDS who barely know him!! He was just so fascinated with my friends who attened the wedding in India that they were the first one's he contacted immediately after the wedding! And he replied to my email months later, and has the nerve to complain about ME!
Grrr. Like I said, I don't expect much from them, but why do they expect so much from me? They do nothing but put me in bad moods and give negative vibes.
But the one thing I do expect, from almost everyone, is a good positive attitude. I don't expect or want money or help or even moral support.
This concerns my paternal side relatives. I have many fond memories of visiting my uncles, aunts and cousins during my childhood. They are generally good & decent folks who will say things to make you pee in your pants laughing, but when it comes to attitude, they are just damn ANNOYING.
So during my wedding days I enlisted the help of a few particular relatives, mostly from either my hubbies or my maternal side, to help out with the planning. The reason I asked them and not the paternal side relatives was:
1. The paternal side never inquired or asked whether I needed any help.
2. The maternal side was so excited and they kept calling me.
3. Hubbies side kept in close contact with me as well.
Paternal side never called me. Ever. I called them 3 times in the months leading up to the wedding (this does not include times when my Dad called them and I happened to be nearby so ended up chatting with them). The conversations would end up in weird heated arguments with my aunt. I wasn't the one arguing, she was the one who would talk a mile a minute and tell me that I needed to CHANGE THE VENUE and the CITY of my wedding. She never slowed down to ask WHY we even chose the city (duh, we had to compromise with the groom's side!) and she never waited for any explaination or apology from me. Instead, she spoke about how she was not going to allow my grandmother (my darling, cute, grandmother that I wish had attended the wedding) to travel so far (the distance wasn't that far in reality). She brainwashed my grandmother into thinking that she wouldn't be able to make it to the wedding festivities.
My parents, me, and hubbie paid for ALL of the wedding. I think we had total rights over how to have the ceremony. Having an opinion is one thing, but INSISTING and declaring that our ideas for venue and city are HORRIBLE and that our wedding will be a DISASTER is a whole different issue.
I never asked them for anything, I just wanted to include them, meaning I just wanted them to BE THERE. And, I wanted a good attitude. It was a nice festive time...couldn't they just ENJOY the all expenses paid trip to a nearby city? They didn't have to pay for a thing, we housed and fed them for several days.
After the wedding, I went on honeymoon and several other places (and I really mean SEVERAL) around India to visit friends and relatives, mostly from hubbies side. My parents called me a few times but they left India back to the States early, and then my maternal uncle kept checking up on me. I loved that. Here I was, total stranger to hubbies family, and at least someone cared enough to call and see if I was alive in all the strange new cities I was visiting. Obviously, paternal side NEVER called me after the wedding!! I was in India for a whole MONTH after the wedding. I even visited them twice in between driving to the airport when we had some time in Delhi. But you know what? Instead of just being happy that their niece was able to fit in a few hours here and there in such a hectic schedule, they COMPLAINED that I never spent the night...that I never stayed for too long. They complained that they were not in the wedding video enough...that the photographers did not take sufficient photos of them! Well obviously...the photographer took pictures of people who were NEAR the bride and groom, not the folks who were wandering off god knows where during the ceremony!!
Sigh. Anyway I shouldn't care, but I hate being the one who has to call THEM to keep in touch, to email THEM, send THEM cards etc. I refuse now actually...if I happen to be near Dad while he's on the phone with them, then fine...otherwise why should I spend money on trying to keep in touch when all they have to say are COMPLAINTS that I'm not grateful and never call/visit them?
And this all came up because I finally got an email from a paternal cousin. Instead of just chatting, he had the nerve to say how I never called him before my flight back to the USA! How I never called his parents! And can you believe it...this particular cousin emailed me for the first time (several months after the wedding) when I had already emailed him, yet he had first sent emails to MY WHITE FRIENDS who barely know him!! He was just so fascinated with my friends who attened the wedding in India that they were the first one's he contacted immediately after the wedding! And he replied to my email months later, and has the nerve to complain about ME!
Grrr. Like I said, I don't expect much from them, but why do they expect so much from me? They do nothing but put me in bad moods and give negative vibes.
Friday, March 14, 2008
I hate
doing laundry.
doing dishes.
planning dinner (making is fine, it's the planning part that frustrates me).
figuring out where to keep our over abundance of STUFF (i.e., no space).
doing dishes.
planning dinner (making is fine, it's the planning part that frustrates me).
figuring out where to keep our over abundance of STUFF (i.e., no space).
Baby's Sex
I'm getting excited to find out the sex of the baby. However, I really, really hope that our baby is cooperative in this matter...sometimes they just don't want to show you the goods! (i.e., legs can be crossed).
Let's hope the kid isn't a shy one. :-) Coming soon...recent pics from our registered marriage. Teehee.
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Pregnancy Glow
I thought pregnant women were supposed to have this luminicent glow...aren't they supposed to be really beautiful during these 9 months?
I'm not beautiful., I don't have a glow..I just BLOW...into kleenex every 5 minutes and if there is no kleenex, then I blow into the air and hope no mucous lands on any of my neighbors. I wonder what people sitting next to me in the library or restaurant think? Since I don't look obviously with child yet, I'm sure they are just angry at the millions of germs I'm sneezing into their atmostsphere.
Pregnancy blows.
I'm not beautiful., I don't have a glow..I just BLOW...into kleenex every 5 minutes and if there is no kleenex, then I blow into the air and hope no mucous lands on any of my neighbors. I wonder what people sitting next to me in the library or restaurant think? Since I don't look obviously with child yet, I'm sure they are just angry at the millions of germs I'm sneezing into their atmostsphere.
Pregnancy blows.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Morning Sickness Cause?
I haven't been sick in the morning for a week so far, which is GREAT. I think it was partially because I forgot the prenatal vitamins during the trip to Minnesota, so I was without for a week. Those things are EVIL...so instead I've decided to take normal vitamins or the generic store brand vitamins that don't contain all the weird seaweed and odd ingrediants that claim to help baby's brain. If I am up for it, I'll try taking the Rx prenatal vitamins during the day instead of night time (night time equals morning worship of the toilet bowl), but then I'm afraid I'll end up in the bathroom all evening.
But morning sickness did make the toilet a lot cleaner for a couple weeks (Of course I have to disinfect and wipe it after each incident!!).
And I haven't lost ANY weight due to morning sickness...in fact I've GAINED a ton despite vomiting up breakfast for a while. This is probably due to a combination of my thyroid issues and the fact that I don't deprive myself of anything during these months. The amount of food I consume now in the afternoon is scary...Earlier I was a soup for lunch gal, now it's sandwiches with full cheese or dressings, pasta, sardines (don't ask), and full fat yogurt served up with sugar. Oh and dont forget icecream.
It's slightly depressing to view current photographs of myself...Just a few months ago I was 10 to 15 lbs lighter, running, excersising, healthy with loads of energy (how else could I have planned a destination wedding and 2 month trip to India?). I'm counting on taking after my mother...her weight bounced back after both pregnancies.
But morning sickness did make the toilet a lot cleaner for a couple weeks (Of course I have to disinfect and wipe it after each incident!!).
And I haven't lost ANY weight due to morning sickness...in fact I've GAINED a ton despite vomiting up breakfast for a while. This is probably due to a combination of my thyroid issues and the fact that I don't deprive myself of anything during these months. The amount of food I consume now in the afternoon is scary...Earlier I was a soup for lunch gal, now it's sandwiches with full cheese or dressings, pasta, sardines (don't ask), and full fat yogurt served up with sugar. Oh and dont forget icecream.
It's slightly depressing to view current photographs of myself...Just a few months ago I was 10 to 15 lbs lighter, running, excersising, healthy with loads of energy (how else could I have planned a destination wedding and 2 month trip to India?). I'm counting on taking after my mother...her weight bounced back after both pregnancies.
Time for Maternity Pants
Oversized jeans fit my tummy but not my bum! (Ends up looking flat...not a good thing!)
Oh the joy.
Oh the joy.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Road Trip
We are back from MN with my beloved Hindu Accord. The trip was fairly decent, we encountered some bad weather in western Montana but made it through in time to book a hotel for the night. Luckily we found a place to stay, most of the hotels were booked solid. It also helps that my car is safe...it drove great on all the icy spots. We logged approximately 1700 miles, traveling through North Dakota, Montana, Idaho, and Washington. I also managed to get a speeding ticket leaving Minnesota. Blaaaah.
Now I just need to clean up the aftermath...Blah I hate packing up stuff and then having to UN -PACK. The car is still full of my clothes and stuff from MN. Looks like a project for the weekend.
Here are some snaps of our trip:
Montana:
Idaho:
I look constipated.
Washington:
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