The Lemon Juice Test

I had a very stuffed up nose a couple weeks ago. I chalked it up to a cedar allergy since Kurt and I had been working in the yard that weekend. I was clearing all the cedar crap that has fallen in the last uumm six years. I don’t normally have any sort of allergy problem but this was the fourth time this year I had a “cold” but wasn’t really sick. All I had was a serial sneezes and a stuffy nose. This last time the stuffy nose just never went away. I was a mouth breather for quite a while. I even tried using a Neti Pot, which I imagine feels similar to water boarding. I kept sneezing and my sinuses clogged right up again within minutes.

A few friends on FaceBook told me that the Neti Pot only works after multiple times and was encouraged to give it another go. Kurt told me the Neti Pot only works when secrets are shouted out like, “Osama is in the cave!” I tried the second time and it merely resulted in my sneezing salt water until I couldn’t breathe, again. Is there a way to convert FaceBook friends to an enemy list?

I later learned that I am pregnant, and pregnancy hormones can cause mucus membranes to swell. It’s likely that my pregnancy made me more sensitive to the allergens and just made the whole thing a more miserable experience.

I was pretty sure I was pregnant without even taking a test. I wasn’t even very late. I mean I’ve gone longer between cycles without being pregnant or even thinking that it was a possibility. Why was I so sure *this* time? Lemon Juice. There simply wasn’t enough citrus in the house. I didn’t have any food cravings quite so early with my pregnancy with Sophia, and nothing quite so intense. At first I squeezed some lime juice on snacks that I normally eat with added citrus and salt, but that wasn’t enough. I soon ran out of real limes and had to switch to bottled “Real Lemon Juice”. I didn’t dilute it, unless adding salt is considered diluting, I simply poured it into a glass and drank it.

I looked up food cravings and found that only about ten percent of preggos share my mouth-puckering craving, and another site suggested, “adding a little lemon juice to fish in order to satiate the craving”. Clearly they don’t understand the meaning of “craving”, but Costco certainly does. Only Costco knows that one 48-ounce bottle of lemon juice just might not be enough, so they sell them in sets. I finished the first bottle in about three days and opened the second one. I think I finished about a quarter of it before the craving turned to total revulsion. I may need to throw out that second bottle as just looking at it makes my stomach turn.

Kurt watched in disgust as I downed a few glasses of lemon juice, “That can’t be good for you, do you know how much acid is in that?”

“Yes,” pointing to my glass, “about this much”.

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Diaper Pins

I needed some safety pins to hold up my maternity pants so I bought some diaper pins. I thought it was fitting in a weird sort of way. When I took them out of the package I noticed the warning on it read, “Keep out of baby’s reach. Contains a functional sharp point. Never leave a baby unattended.” How on earth did people diaper their babies before disposables if they can’t use diaper pins within baby’s reach? – And no, it did not specify “only when not in use” it simply said keep out of reach due to “functional sharp point”. As opposed to those sharp points that don’t function? And “never leave a baby unattended” – are you supposed to watch them sleep? I know they’re cute at that age, but watching a baby sleep could get really boring.

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Morning Sickness

Why do they call it morning sickness when most of us know that it’s not limited to morning? I guess “all day sickness” just isn’t as catchy. Doesn’t matter, I only had nausea except for the one time I insisted on brushing my tongue and it set off my gag reflex. No, I was brushing that far back. Just touching the end of my tongue literally made my sick. All that seems to be gone now and I pretty much feel like my regular self only I don’t fit in my regular pants and I’m still belchy.

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Fruit

This cracks me up…
http://www.webmd.com/content/article/64/72365.htm#Week13

Your fully formed fetus, now in about its 11th week of development, measures 2.6 to 3.1 inches from crown to rump and weighs between half an ounce and seven-tenths of an ounce — about the size of a peach.

Every week on every baby calendar thing that I see they always compare the size of the baby to some type of fruit. Because of Kurt’s genes I already know if it’s going to be a boy it’ll be a fruit – I don’t need every damn calendar waving it in my face! :P

The head is still disproportionately bigger than the body…

No $H*T! – That just proves it’s Kurt’s

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Clothing limbo

I was at training in Seattle all this week. Because I knew I would be much too tired to safely drive home each night I took the bus instead. I got up at five each morning, got ready and out the door at a quarter to six for a thirty minute walk to my bus stop. I transfer once and then it’s a straight shot to downtown – not a bad system except the one morning I missed the first bus by two minutes and was an hour late for class.

Today I took advantage of being in downtown and went to a store that sells nothing but maternity clothes since I’m not fitting in my regular pants the way I used to. Unfortunately I don’t seem to fit in maternity clothes either. I’ve been using a rubber band to connect the button hole to the button of my pants, but that’s getting a little silly now and I don’t really want to buy another size pants for the few weeks of being in clothing limbo. I guess I’ll have to use safety pins on my one pair of new maternity pants.

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Disgusting first trimester realities

So far I’m not really *liking* the whole pregnancy thing. I’ve had some nausea and headaches and a couple days that made me wondered how and why anyone would do this more than once! One high school friend who I just recently just got in touch with asked me how many kids I want. I answered that very simple question in long form: when I was in high school I thought I wanted 6 – seemed like a nice number. By the time I met Kurt (about age 22) I was down to 4. It has taken me so long to convince Kurt that having kids does not mean the end of all things fun and then it took me a year and a half to make it happen, so I’ll be happy with two. When I say two to Kurt though – he says, “I only agreed to one!” To answer a simple question in long form I’ll just have to wait and see. :P

Overall I have to say that this pregnancy hasn’t been too tough. There hasn’t been anything really enjoyable about it yet, other than hearing the heartbeat yesterday. I was pregnant once before (before I met Kurt) and I lost that one (obviously) hearing the heartbeat really helped relieve my fear of losing this one too.

I don’t have aversions to any foods that didn’t already exist prior to pregnancy and I haven’t had any cravings really – although at first I really wanted salty foods. Eating some fries cured that really quickly. I normally hate fries and they usually make me sick (I can’t handle that amount of grease). It apparently still makes me sick and cured me from ever making that mistake again. :P

Beginning around week six I was sleeping A LOT. It was so hard for me to work a full eight hour day because I was just so tired. After work I would come home and sleep for about 3 to 5 hours, eat, and then go to bed for the night. I kept joking that the baby must be part cat. I think I’m finally coming out of the coma though maybe the nausea and headaches will follow suit soon.

In the very beginning I also had symptoms that were very similar to a UI, but as it turns out the need to urinate frequently is normal in the first trimester and is due to the placement of the uterus (why the doctor at the walk-in clinic didn’t know this is beyond me) and the – ahem – unique smell and dark color were due to the pregnancy hormones.

Nothing has really made me gag as far as smells except maybe my own new smell. Nobody ever told me that pregnancy hormones cause you and all things that come out of you to smell differently. The one thing that really makes me gag is brushing my teeth, well not my teeth, but trying to brush my tongue sets me off and with my new scent I feel like my breath reeks so I’ve been brushing my teeth constantly (my dentist would be so proud). It really doesn’t help that with nearly every bite of food during every meal I must belch. It’s all rather gross. – Oh and thank you to the friend that told me about Citrucel. I don’t know how things would come out without it :P

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Baby has a heartbeat!!!

I had my second doctor appointment today and Kurt and I got to hear the heartbeat!! I cried. Kurt said it sounds like a dishwasher. :p The doctor said the baby was moving all over the place and in about six more weeks I’d be able to feel it. Seven more weeks and I’ll get to know the gender.

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Babies do infact come with instructions

Kurt and I started telling friends the news soon after breaking it to our parents. Everyone is congratulating us of course, but this one probably gave us the most practical warning and piece of advice…

From our friend C:

Oh forgot to ask, you a little stunned still?

Just talked to S and she wanted me to make sure you knew that we are both very happy for you.

Kurt’s reply:

Thanks man.
Sounds like we’ll be delivering within a few weeks of each other. I’m not stunned, more relieved. We’ve been trying for a year and a half. I’m also scared to death, but that goes with the territory.

Before you see C’s reply I’d just like to point out that Kurt absolutely hates it when people announce the conception of their child by saying “We’re pregnant”. He must always point out that when I’m pregnant it’s “Erica is pregnant” not “WE are pregnant”. But apparently in his mind “we’ll” be delivering not C’s wife and Erica will be delivering.

From C:

Being scared… ya

Your like HOLY $hit, another living beings life is going to depend on you now. The pressure builds !!!!

You need to be 21 to drink, you need a license to drive, you need a back ground check to work. But you don’t need anything to take care of a baby, but if you do it wrong, they will lock you up.. Go figure.

Also EVERYONE will give you advice, I mean EVERYONE!!!!! Take it with a grain of salt. People cant help it, Sarah and I try not to, but it does happen. (see here was advice) :) some is good, most is bad, do what you feels is best.

They also say babies don’t come with instructions, I say bull crap, this is where the grandparents come in, we did it this way, we did it that way. You should try this, here let me do it, you’re doing it all wrong, etc… etc… ya they come with instructions, there just verbal.

What funny is if you got something down and it works for you and baby, then one nite you have grandma take care of baby, guess what they DON’T follow the directions you gave them, and Bork up everything you have worked for !!!!!! Then you ask why didn’t they follow the directions, and they say …… well we did it this way with you, and it worked. As they smile at you… just go hit your head on the wall.. It will make you feel better.

With G, we told G’ma to always lay him on his back (for fear of sids) we come home and there he is, on his belly. I just bang my head on the wall at that time… we told G’ma we don’t want anything in the crib with him till he was a little older and could turn over by himself, afraid of him suffocating, low and behold we come home and there it is !!!!! A white blankie in the crib with him… again I just bang my head on the wall. They just don’t listen…..

One last thing

You’ve seen the web cam we have in G’s room it’s the Dlink DCS-5300 (wired) or you can get the DSC-5300g wireless model. This one purchase was the best one we have made in watching him, to make sure he is safe while in his room. We know when he’s awake or asleep. Also note this camera is only on the inside of your house nothing is transmitted outside, unless you tell your router so. I personally like the wired one, it just seems more secure.

http://www.dlink.com/products/category.asp?cid=58&sec=1

You scared yet? Its like a rollercoaster, your scared to do it, then the rush hits and its so worth it.

Ok I’m done now.

Thank you so much for that C :)

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The literal baby store

I used to joke with a friend all the time that I wanted to find a store where I could find and pick out whatever baby I wanted, try the mothering thing out for a bit and if that kid didn’t work out I could exchange it for another, or if I kept my receipt I could just get a refund. So when I told her I was pregnant her response was…

Oh my God!!! I am so happy for you!! Finally you find the place to buy baby :) We have to get together and celebrate. Are you having any morning sickness?

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Breaking the news to family

I had my first prenatal appointment today. It was after work and I was so tired that he could have said absolutely anything after, “congratulations you’re pregnant”. I just smiled. I probably looked like I was a heavy drug user because he seemed a little concerned about my lack of enthusiasm.

After the appointment I called my parents and then Kurt called his mom.

Kurt’s phone call to his mom – oh that was just one funny phone call! Kurt started with…”so what are your plans for Christmas?”

She was completely confused and said, “uuummm it’s February, planning ahead a little aren’t we?”

Kurt said, “I was thinking we should have it here”

She was still confused, didn’t know how to answer, “uuuhh well, uumm…”

So then Kurt said, “Cause you want to see your grandkid don’t you?”

“WHAT?!?!” I swear it’s amazing his mother hasn’t died from a heart attack already. She said, “Why didn’t you tell me anything?!”

Kurt says, “Well Erica’s only seven weeks pregnant right now. It’s not like I keep you THAT in the dark.” Kurt had no idea that between the fact that we did not see his mother last year for Christmas and the way he presented it to her she actually thought that we had already unleashed a new child on the world. Meanwhile I’m sitting on the other end of the couch laughing my ass off.

She calmed down a bit and says, “oh!” then Kurt said that we didn’t want to travel with a two month old baby yadda yadda yadda. The way the news was broke to her I think she’s probably too shocked to be happy, but she kept saying how cool it was.

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