38 Weeks

Okay I know I'll have more info about the pregnancy tomorrow, since I at least have a doc's appointment but this will be a long one anyway. And if you've heard this story of my mishap with Panda Express, you can scroll down to the pix and stuff.

SO.....Friday the 28th of December, my hubby calls me and says, "Hey, I feel like Chinese tonight!" And not really caring what we ate that night I agreed. He got the kids orange chicken with fried rice and got me String Bean Chicken, Mushroom Chicken and Chow Mein (I forgot what Chrispy got but he did eat Chow Mein, I know that). When he was passing out the food, I could smell it, and something inside my head said 'don't eat it' but I ignored it and went on. I didn't finish eating and I didn't eat anything after, cuz after every minute I kept feeling worse. I went to bed around the time the kids did, not helping them into bed at all, hoping sleep will get me over this. At 12:30-ish AM, I got up to go to the bathroom; shaking, cold and nauseous. For five minutes I debate calling Chrispy in to get me a bowl to throw up in then just told myself to shut up and call for him. I called out his name at least 10-15 times before I hit the floor with the heel of my foot. Finally Chris heads upstairs, where I am, and checks on me. I ask for a bowl and desperately keep my throat from exploding. After I got the bowl it didn't take long to throw up a few times. Not even water could help, I threw that up too. I even wet the bed because of throwing up. Throughout the night I kept waking up (more than the usual flip-flopping to get comfy during pregnancy) and woke up tired and scared to try and eat.

I texted my sister, who I knew had food poisoning, and asked what I should do. She told me do hydrate and eat bread or crackers to begin with. I ate one roll and a quarter of an apple and showered for the day I was determined to get through. Cuz that day all the girls in the family were planning to go eat at Olive Garden and go see Les Miserables...which actually turned out to be a surprise baby shower for Tehya and I at Olive Garden. How awesome is that? None of it hit me that it could be something like that, and considering how methodical my mind can be at times it was a GREAT surprise! As much as my stomach bothered me and how little I ate, I loved every moment of that afternoon.

As it turned out, the reason I was so nauseated that day was from lack of sleep, which is what Chrispy predicted. I felt 100% better Sunday morning even though I missed church to get to that point.

 

Could I look any more bored or desperate to be done with this pregnancy?! Not only that I look so stubby! I'd like to thank my hubby for not warning me about how much of me was in the picture and not telling me to say "Cheese!"

This was taken 12/31/12 a couple hours before throwing up...yet again. Not entirely sure why. Could have been the horrible heartburn I had that night, cuz I didn't throw up after that one time, and I've NEVER suffered heartburn that bad before.

Also could have been Tehya getting even lower, or I ate too much that night, I dunno!

This was taken with my Ipod (Thank you Eric) last night 1/1/13, to see if I could tell if she is lowering. Honestly...I can't tell. I physically feel like she has lowered and that my water could burst any moment, especially when it feels like Tehya is trying to dig out but nothing has happened and knowing my luck I'll have her on a day I don't want to have her. Tomorrow is my nephew's birthday and Friday is Chrispy's birthday. Chrispy thinks it would be cool cuz he is the 3rd child and was a couple weeks early while Tehya is the 3rd child and could be a week and a few days early. I'd just rather everyone have their own birthday. So I vote tonight or after the 4th. And considering the lack if contractions I'm having today I'll go with after the 4th please!

On to the doctor's appointment...assuming I'll make it.