Wednesday, August 12, 2009

The Alien Inside

So most, but maybe not all of you, know that I am pregnant. I have had a pretty scary first trimester and thought for a while that I might lose the baby, so I haven't spread the news as readily as might be expected. That being said, things seem to be going well for the time being. I have been diagnosed with complete placenta previa (placenta covering the opening of the cervix - if you can handle all those gross words.) Best case scenario, it will resolve on its own. Worst case scenario, I will need bed rest towards the end and a C-section. This news is far from the worst, and I am hopeful that everything will be just fine - whatever happens. My estimated due date is 2/1/2010 so I've got a long way to go yet!

Enough with the seriousness already. I know that I have been out of the blogging world for some time now, and I figured this was as good of a way as any to re-announce my entrance into the WOB (world of blog.) I am also hoping that this will be a good enough motivation for me to post AT LEAST weekly. That's my goal anyway. We'll see how it goes.

I went to the doctor this morning and everything seems to be going just fine. Translation: the baby's heart is beating, the fundus is measuring fine (not to be confused with the fungus, which is something that I would need to go to a different type of doctor for altogether,) and I have gained infinitely more weight than I would like. I am now about 15 weeks, which according to my weekly pregnancy e-mails means that the baby is the size of an apple. I'm not sure why, but every week it seems to be the size of a different food. Maybe people like to think of their growing uterus as holding a whole, wiggly, undigested food? A pecan, an olive, a lemon, an apple. I am eagerly anticipating the later e-mails: "Your baby is currently the size of a gallon of milk." "This week your baby is approximately the size and volume of a meatloaf." I can't wait to see what kind of food my baby is growing to be. By the time I give birth, I am really hoping for a bucket of chicken.


  1. CONGRATULATIONS!!!!! You have been on my mind for MONTHS. Have you been sick along with the scares? I love you and miss you! Email me or call me when you have some time!!!!

  2. Congratulations!!! I am so excited for you guys and happy to see you back in the WOB. Love you Cindi and I miss you.

  3. HAHAHHA!! Oh, Cyndie. Food babies.

    CONGRATULATIONS!! I had no clue....and I'm excited for you, and praying that everything continues uneventfully. (Who are you seeing? Laurie? Hope so-love her so much.)

  4. Also-I'm really, really happy to "hear" from you again. Missed you.