Great

I have noticed that bad things always happen when I can't talk to Mr. Spaghtettibender. On Saturday he was in a Wedding. They had started the party early with breakfast at 8am. So off he went. I dragged my lazy ass out of bed only to plop down on the sofa and avoid doing anything. Finally I thought I should get my butt in the shower if I wanted to dry and curl my hair before the Wedding. So there I am enjoying a nice warm shower when that horrible feeling rushes over my body.

Faint, sick... I'm going to pass out.

I sit myself down and turn the shower to cool. I start to cry wishing Mr. SB was here to take care of me. Then who opens the shower door - my night in shining armour. I told him I almost passed out again. He said okay I'm staying here until you are okay. I told him I was feeling better but he didn't care he was staying until I was feeling 100%. So I got out of the shower and threw on some warm clothes.

I was feeling better - look I am walk and talking... now go to the grooms and get ready for the wedding day.

Finally he left and I finished getting ready. I decide to try out my handy new steamer gadget - which sucked ass. But while I was swearing and complaining to myself the phone rang. I let it go to the answering machine since earlier it was all telephone solicitors. It was my Obgyn. I ran to pick up the phone, thinking in my head "why would she call on a Saturday". She went on to tell me that my last ultrasound looked good, the baby was developing nicely.

You could tell there was a BUT.

And there it was but we have seen that your placenta is lying low. So we need you to abstain from sex and exercise until your 30wk ultrasound. I was stunned. She went on the say the baby was fine and all the other results of tests were fine but she needed me to take things easy until my next ultrasound.

I hung up the phone and lost it. I'm sorry but when someone tells you not to have sex for the next 10wks that sends off warning bells in my head. So being alone and not having Mr. SB to talk to I do the most ridiculous thing. I look up low lying placenta on the internet.

WRONG!

Don't ever look things up when your doctor doesn't seem that worried. I read all about bleeding, loosing the baby, loosing your own life... it wasn't pretty.

So I continued to cry. I didn't know who to talk to or what to do. I didn't want to call Mr. SB and get him all freaked out when he had a Wedding to take part in. So I just tried to finish getting ready and hope that when I finally do see him at the ceremony that I don't loose it.

Luckily the phone rings and it is him. I immediately start to cry and only get out the words the doctor called before continuing my out of control crying. Finally I calm down and tell him what the doctor said. I explain that I am just really emotional right now and it isn't as bad as I am making it out to be. Poor him. Not being there when the doctor called to ask her his own questions.

So I am still a little unsure of what is going to happen. Everything on the internet says that the placenta can move up and away from the cervix by the next 30wk ultrasound but honestly 10wks is a long time to wait and find out.

I was starting to get over the nausea and I was really hoping to start exercising again. I don't know what I can and can't do anymore. The doctor said I can do light walking but nothing to strenuous like long hikes.

Great. Now Mr. SB won't let me do anything. I lifted a tray of cold cuts at a party and he got made at me... this is going to be a very long 10wks.

Yes I am a pregnant 33yr old.

After a very, very long day we finally had our 19wk ultrasound and we found out the sex of the baby. Like I said before having a little girl would be harder for me to get use to then a little boy.

So when the tech asked us "do we want..." before she even finished the sentence Mr. Spaghettibender said "yes" she said okay we'll see if the baby co-operates with us.

She went around doing measurements of the baby and then she says to us. I have seen some things... Mr. Spaghettibender says "things" is it a boy... she says yes. I swear to you I got teary eyed. He kissed my hand and said you got what you wished on your bday.

When we left there we went to dinner at Bella's Bistro. I had a gift card that had to be used up by the end of the year and thought what a great time to use it up. Being in a tiny restaurant didn't leave us much privacy though. I kinda wish we had just gone home and curled up on the sofa and talked.

Dinner took so long that by the time we got home it was time for Mr. Spaghettibender to run off to class. His brother had called just as we got in the door so I told him he could tell him. Everyone still says - I thought you were going next week.

Ha, ha - fooled ya!

So then I emailed the ultrasound pic to my mom and my cousin. I then went through the 14 voice messages on our phone with bday wishes and Mr.Spaghtettibender ran off to school. I have no idea how all this stuff happens when we have no time to sit down and enjoy things together. I talked to my mom and then my cousin. My mom decided to stop by to give me my bday gift. Then the phone kept ringing all night. By the time I got to sit down and relax it was 9pm. By then I really just wanted to see Mr. Spaghettibender and talk to him.

His class finishes at 10pm and that hour just dragged on. I was never so excited to see him pull into the driveway. I told him all about my nights events and we talked until 11:30. I was so exhausted that I was sick... no not pregnancy nausea... exhausted sick. I said we have to go to bed - I turned off the lamp and I was out like a light. I slept straight through until my alarm. That is so unusual.

Here I am today talking about such a big event happening in my life and all I can think about is how I wish I was with my husband. Honestly I would have taken the morning off to be with him (no classes until after lunch) but he had previously decided to work construction with his cousin this morning. Can't blame a guy for trying to make some extra cash.

So now I am missing him and wishing for some time alone.

Definitely not something I see in our future since tonight we have a Wedding rehearsal party and I can't see us getting home until at least 10pm. So no stopping and adjusting for us.

Mew, I'm tired!

Don, Don, Donna...

today is my birthday... don, don, donna = )

Not only is today my 33rd - yes that is right 33rd bday but it is also my 19wk ultrasound. I have mixed feelings about doing this ultrasound on my bday.

One reason. My girlfriend found out at this ultrasound that her baby had a serious heart defect. Not exactly the news I would want on my bday.

Another reason. What if it's a girl - yikes. I honestly don't know how I'll function with that news. But I would rather find out now that 4mths from now.

I still can't believe I'm almost half way through. I hope the last half is better than the first half. I have felt better the last couple of days. Less nausea. But I am not sleeping well at all. I'm not uncomfortable or anything just wide awake.

Makes me even more absent minded.

So only 6 more hours to go!

We have a leak!

When I got home last night I realized - from the excitement of one of my fur babies that Mr. Spaghettibender hadn't feed them. So off I trotted to get the giant bag of cat food and fill up their bin. When I was downstairs I noticed some of the new concrete looked wet. As I walked over to it I stepped in something wet. First reaction - cat pee - ew! But nope it was actually water leaking out from a crack between the new and old concrete. I couldn't wait for Mr. Spaghettibender to get home and fill him in on this.

Then off I went to look at my long list of things to do before this weekend. I was hopefully that Mr. Spaghettibender would have been able to help me with stuff but from the state of the house yesterday I'm not holding my breathe.

What is a girl to do when she has less than 3 days to get her house ready for a baby shower and a husband who is determined to make things worse.

just as I suspected.

When we went to my first obgyn appointment the other day she looked over my IPS testing and said hum... then she did some calculations and determined my due date falls on Mr. Spaghettibenders bday. Just like I thought would happen. Told him on Fathers day and baby due on his bday = ) so funny.

Then we had to make our next ultrasound appointment ourselves. So we rushed home only to find out the ultrasound clinic closes early on Fridays. So I wait and waited for Monday to schedule my appointment. It is really hard with Mr. Spaghettibender being in school. I have only two days a week he is available. So once I finally get through they tell me the date - my bday! So we will find out the babies sex on my bday.

I am still so worried it is a girl. I just can't imagine having little girls. I mean if the second one is a girl I'm okay but I can't imagine having only girls. I am just not that girly and will have a hard time dealing with a child that might be extremely girly. I know, I know she could be a total tomb boy like her mom = )

So 2wks until we find out.

Until then I am planning another Baby shower for my best friend. She is due in less than 5wks and even though the baby is high risk she is doing really well. I can't wait to meet her little one. I really have to get my nauseated pregnant butt in gear and get ready for this party. I really have no idea what kind of games to play. Really do people car if they play games???

still in limbo

The concrete has been broken up and the pipes all installed. We have a bathtub but changed our minds on the toilet and vanity we wanted. Supposedly the toilet didn't have a great flushing system so that we couldn't have. It will get greater use once the basement rec room is done. So we spent my weeks holidays looking into toilets and vanities. It was SO much fun!

We found a vanity for $70 that we just couldn't pass up. It has a granite top with an under mount sink and a rounded bottom. A little more antiquey than I would like.

Kinda like this one but not all the door carvings.

Now we just have to buy the toilet - which we already picked out and the faucets and shower head. Then the plumber is coming back to hook up all the copper piping and we good to go... well not really but at least we can start the finishing touches.

On a side note Mr. Spaghettibender is back to school today. The last semester before applying for teacher's college. I can almost see a light at the end of the tunnel. I am so proud of him.