I do believe that I am starting to get restless legs syndrome related to pregnancy, and it's driving me insane. There is no one comfortable way to sit, and I swear I'm shifting positions every 10-15 minutes. This is ONLY bothersome because I have classes (I started school on Monday). I have two night classes, and they go from 4:30-8:00 PM. It seems that my professors will try to go straight though with no breaks. Also...I hate desks. I am just barely starting to fit into them now, and I'm not sure how I'm going to sit down in class later on in the semester after I get bigger when there's no way t he belly is gonna be behind the desk without cutting circulation off. I totally never even though of these things being bothersome during pregnancy.
That, and I feel like a pig in my night classes. I start getting hungry around 5:00 for dinner, and I always bring the following: 2 PB&J sandwiches, a small bag of baby carrots, a little thing of pears, yogurt, and applesauce. Sometimes I also bring crackers, or bring more than one bag of baby carrots or some celery. Luckily, there's only three students in one class, and two in the other two classes (yes, including myself). I've told the teachers as well that I'll be munching throughout class, and they said it was fine, and that they are thinking of bringing their own things to class since it's around dinner time for them as well. So...yay!
If the baby is born around the due date, that means there's still two sessions for each class left before the end of the semester. One teacher has said that she's fine with me bringing the baby to class if I can since it'll be a newborn and won't be all that fussy, so hopefully I won't have to miss any of her classes, or at the very most, only one class.
This semester shall be interesting one to say at the very least. :)
Friday, August 29, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
I'm so big
There was a Hilton family reunion (my mom's side) and all the cousins are married except for three, and my brother and my sister (two will probably never marry, 1 is really sick and can't stand living with other people basically, the other one is gay, and well, utah doesn't allow gay marriage, 1 is expected to get married in the next year, but she says that every year, for the past two years she's still with the same guy). If you know my family, this is huge. Anyway, there are three of us pregnant, me, I'm due in November, Tiffany is due on October, and Alise is due in two weeks (beginning of September). I am bigger than Alise, and about the same size as Tiffany. People thought I was due sooner, because apparently, I'm just so big compared to everyone else.
I'm gonna be a freaking giant by the time this kid pops out.
I'm gonna be a freaking giant by the time this kid pops out.
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Happy Birthday Bryan
His birhtday is Monday the 18th, which is what it is where he is right now (midnight ish), and so thus I'm posting this now :)
Happy birthday babe
Friday, August 15, 2008
Final Brazil Post
Well, here's the end of it wrapping it all up :)
Saturday July 19th
We flew from Rio to Sao Paulo, we didn't get to our hotel until about 6 at night. We also decided to splurge a little bit and stay at a hotel that was just a little better. We get our room, and find that they ptu us in a room with two separate beds. We decide not to make abig deal out of it as we were tired, and just ask for a different room the next night. So for one night, we slept in separate beds, which case I think we were so exhausted we didn't notice all that much heh. We ordered some AMAZING pizza that night. We can NOT get this pizza in America, so that's definitely one pro about Brazil that American doesn't have (besides Iguacu falls, the christ statue, sugar loaf mountain, the beach, and bryan's 'home'). We mostly just watched tv and relaxed, i thinkw e both needed it.
Sunday, July 20th
The next day was Sunday, and we get all gussied up and take the bus over to where he went to church on his mission for a short time. Turns out, they don't do any afternoon sessions anymore, so we were there too late, but he did get to see some pictures of some boys that were up in the church, and that meant they were still at least somehwat active, and he was VERY very excited about that, I was excited for him too. We sat and just talked for a bit, he talked to some people there in the church, and one guy actually recognized Bryan. Then we went over to take alooka t the Sao Paulo temple, but the grounds were closed, so we could just see it from the outside of the fence. We got to at least see it though, even if there were cleaning the steeple and Angel moroni. :) Afterwards we went over to the mall since we were both starving, and didn't want have to do t another hour of a bus ride back before eating anything. We also wanted to pick up some treats fo rme to take home to my family, and they had a supermarket int he mall.While there, we got some gelato, and it's the best gelato I've ever had anywhere (mind you I've only had it here in Utah and in San Francisco). We went back to the hotel and just relax and enjoy the last night we have together for the next three months. We also got some Esfihas, but I was still starving, so we ordered the same pizza we had the night before, and I was able to eat a good portion of it. I should mention that Sunday morning, we were able to move to another room where we were able to sleep in the same bed. So that was nice :) Again, we just relaxed and went to bed.
Monday, July 21st and Tuesday, July 22nd
We got up early, and took a taxi cab to the airport, and started the stupid thing of having to say good bye. He dropped me off at the ticket counter to make sure everything was still in order, and that I would get home safely. Again, this is always a worry with me :) I'm a deaf girl, traveling alone, and pregnant, so bryan was with up until he could no longer be with me. I went through, and started my long flight home. In short, my flight was this: I left 5:30 Utah time Monday morning in which I had a 6 hour flight from Peru, 13 hour layover in peru (where I read four books from cover to cover), 8 hour flight from Peru to Los Angeles, 2 hour layover, 1 hour flight to Las vegas, 1 hour lay over in Las Vegas, 1 hour flight to San Francisco, 45 minute layover in San Francisco, 2 or 3 hour flight back to Salt Lake City. My family had been in Salt Lake that day, and asked if i would like to go to dinner with them, I said yes. So when I landed, I went to get my luggage, turns out there was a miscommunication and the lady who was supposed to make sure my luggage got from LAX to SLC, rather than just stopping in LV, didn't put the sticker note out or something, so my luggage was still in LV. I then go to dinner with my family, and went home. I got home Tuesday night, at 11:30 PM. Needless to say, I was stinking exhausted, and was not looking forward to class the next day. i still went (had to), and slowly recovered from the long flight home.
Overall, it was an amazing trip. I also love that this time has flown by pretty fast so far, and I hope it keeps to fly by, it makes it easier to deal with a spouse being gone :) It'll be 4 weeks since I've last seen Bryan on Monday, and 8 weeks until he gets home on Tuesday. He has not been in the states since Monday, July 16th, so that's 5 weeks for him since he's seen home. He says time has flown by for him quite fast as well, so we keep praying that it will continue to be fast. :) And that, my friends, is the end of the Brazil trip.
Saturday July 19th
We flew from Rio to Sao Paulo, we didn't get to our hotel until about 6 at night. We also decided to splurge a little bit and stay at a hotel that was just a little better. We get our room, and find that they ptu us in a room with two separate beds. We decide not to make abig deal out of it as we were tired, and just ask for a different room the next night. So for one night, we slept in separate beds, which case I think we were so exhausted we didn't notice all that much heh. We ordered some AMAZING pizza that night. We can NOT get this pizza in America, so that's definitely one pro about Brazil that American doesn't have (besides Iguacu falls, the christ statue, sugar loaf mountain, the beach, and bryan's 'home'). We mostly just watched tv and relaxed, i thinkw e both needed it.
Sunday, July 20th
The next day was Sunday, and we get all gussied up and take the bus over to where he went to church on his mission for a short time. Turns out, they don't do any afternoon sessions anymore, so we were there too late, but he did get to see some pictures of some boys that were up in the church, and that meant they were still at least somehwat active, and he was VERY very excited about that, I was excited for him too. We sat and just talked for a bit, he talked to some people there in the church, and one guy actually recognized Bryan. Then we went over to take alooka t the Sao Paulo temple, but the grounds were closed, so we could just see it from the outside of the fence. We got to at least see it though, even if there were cleaning the steeple and Angel moroni. :) Afterwards we went over to the mall since we were both starving, and didn't want have to do t another hour of a bus ride back before eating anything. We also wanted to pick up some treats fo rme to take home to my family, and they had a supermarket int he mall.While there, we got some gelato, and it's the best gelato I've ever had anywhere (mind you I've only had it here in Utah and in San Francisco). We went back to the hotel and just relax and enjoy the last night we have together for the next three months. We also got some Esfihas, but I was still starving, so we ordered the same pizza we had the night before, and I was able to eat a good portion of it. I should mention that Sunday morning, we were able to move to another room where we were able to sleep in the same bed. So that was nice :) Again, we just relaxed and went to bed.
Monday, July 21st and Tuesday, July 22nd
We got up early, and took a taxi cab to the airport, and started the stupid thing of having to say good bye. He dropped me off at the ticket counter to make sure everything was still in order, and that I would get home safely. Again, this is always a worry with me :) I'm a deaf girl, traveling alone, and pregnant, so bryan was with up until he could no longer be with me. I went through, and started my long flight home. In short, my flight was this: I left 5:30 Utah time Monday morning in which I had a 6 hour flight from Peru, 13 hour layover in peru (where I read four books from cover to cover), 8 hour flight from Peru to Los Angeles, 2 hour layover, 1 hour flight to Las vegas, 1 hour lay over in Las Vegas, 1 hour flight to San Francisco, 45 minute layover in San Francisco, 2 or 3 hour flight back to Salt Lake City. My family had been in Salt Lake that day, and asked if i would like to go to dinner with them, I said yes. So when I landed, I went to get my luggage, turns out there was a miscommunication and the lady who was supposed to make sure my luggage got from LAX to SLC, rather than just stopping in LV, didn't put the sticker note out or something, so my luggage was still in LV. I then go to dinner with my family, and went home. I got home Tuesday night, at 11:30 PM. Needless to say, I was stinking exhausted, and was not looking forward to class the next day. i still went (had to), and slowly recovered from the long flight home.
Overall, it was an amazing trip. I also love that this time has flown by pretty fast so far, and I hope it keeps to fly by, it makes it easier to deal with a spouse being gone :) It'll be 4 weeks since I've last seen Bryan on Monday, and 8 weeks until he gets home on Tuesday. He has not been in the states since Monday, July 16th, so that's 5 weeks for him since he's seen home. He says time has flown by for him quite fast as well, so we keep praying that it will continue to be fast. :) And that, my friends, is the end of the Brazil trip.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
baths and pedicures
I love baths, and they normally help me relax and go to sleep immediately. I was hoping that would happen tonight. Unfortunately it did not. I did however, enjoy the SHORT amount of time I was in the bath, and it just seemed to help lift the weight of my belly for a bit. the bath also did feel really good, though it was too hot at first, so I had to get out and run some COLD water for a bit. Those who know me well, know that I NEVER do this. I can tolerate a good amount of heat in a shower or bathtub. I know you're not supposed to take super hot baths when pregnant, but I didn't do it for that reason, I did it because of a previous experience with hot water that I had. The pedicure. Which will come after I'm done talking about the bath. :) So the pros of taking a bath right now 1. lifts the weight a bit, 2. feels great. The cons 1. can't have it too hot, 2. can't lay down for very long :( :( :(, 3. I'm too big to shift to the side now, I can't curl up on my side like I used to...dang it. 4. It is a PAIN to get back up, especially when there's no grip on the bathtub floor. I use a lot of arm strength to get up so that I have a smaller chance of slipping (wait no, I slip every time), and falling. I hate that I prefer to take showers at the moment. I miss my baths (yes, I know I'll get them back, eventually).
now, the pedicure story:
Bryan decided to treat me, and took me for a mani/pedi one day. I was only 15 weeks along, but I still loved the idea of being pampered (I do have a great husband :) ). Anyway, we went to a new place, as they had a good deal going on. I had originally wanted to do a manicure only, but the deal "justified" getting a pedicure as well. What I did NOT know was that they do the mani at the same time as they do the pedi, while you are sitting in a massage chair. I sit down, they already had the massage chair going (I *HATE* massage chairs, they hurt, and all that stimulation on my back just makes me sick), and put my feet in the water, it was REALLY hot, but I thought I'd be able to handle it and that it would cool off soon. So I suck it up, and they start doing a manicure as well. There was also a bunch of incense burning, and the smell was just not my favorite, and it was just really strong, to me anyway. Bryan said he couldn't smell it at all. After about 5ish minutes, I started getting lightheaded, and lean forward a little bit. I look over at Bryan, and try to tell him I'm going to pass out. He tells me to lay down (there is no way to lay down in this chair), so I just lean forward some more to put my head between my knees...ish. Then I just couldn't do it, and I say I need to stop or something, and they see my face and I'm sure I look pretty pale by now. I told them I need to go lay down (naturally, they don't speak English that well). So they take me and this girl who is probably 5'1, skinny as can be, tries to help me over to where I thought I was going to lay down. Instead she was taking me to the tiny bathroom they have, and I couldn't say anything as I really was on the verge of passing out...and boom, I fall to the floor. I'm only out for a second, and hear lots of shouting, and Bryan comes over, la de dah, everyone makes a big deal, they take a stool outside, and have me sit outside. I'm trying to tell Bryan that I *NEED* to lay down, and if they don't have a place in there, I'm gonna lay down on the sidewalk. Out comes this lady who was also a customer, apparently she's a nurse, and gets what I'm trying to say, and lo and behold, they do have a place to lay down. They have a waxing room, I didn't care what had happened in there before, I just needed to lay down before I passed out again. I lay down, they get cool rags, and are checking on me every 2 minutes, etc. The nurse lady talks to me for a bit, and I explain why I think I passed out (I'm pregnant, the water was too hot, the massage chair and mani was too much stimulation and the incense was just too strong, so combine it all...yeah). She agrees, and just tells me to take it easy, and not put my feet back in that hot water (I wasn't planning on it). I feel better, get up, and they really push to try and finish everything, I agree because I feel bad for freaking them out. They go to put my feet back in the water, I start pulling and saying no no no, no water, too hot. So they just clip and paint, and finish my nails really fast as well. But they were still annoyed that they couldn't do the full job, oh well.
All because the water was too freaking hot (and perhaps too much stimulation). Thus, why I won't take really hot baths right now. :)
now, the pedicure story:
Bryan decided to treat me, and took me for a mani/pedi one day. I was only 15 weeks along, but I still loved the idea of being pampered (I do have a great husband :) ). Anyway, we went to a new place, as they had a good deal going on. I had originally wanted to do a manicure only, but the deal "justified" getting a pedicure as well. What I did NOT know was that they do the mani at the same time as they do the pedi, while you are sitting in a massage chair. I sit down, they already had the massage chair going (I *HATE* massage chairs, they hurt, and all that stimulation on my back just makes me sick), and put my feet in the water, it was REALLY hot, but I thought I'd be able to handle it and that it would cool off soon. So I suck it up, and they start doing a manicure as well. There was also a bunch of incense burning, and the smell was just not my favorite, and it was just really strong, to me anyway. Bryan said he couldn't smell it at all. After about 5ish minutes, I started getting lightheaded, and lean forward a little bit. I look over at Bryan, and try to tell him I'm going to pass out. He tells me to lay down (there is no way to lay down in this chair), so I just lean forward some more to put my head between my knees...ish. Then I just couldn't do it, and I say I need to stop or something, and they see my face and I'm sure I look pretty pale by now. I told them I need to go lay down (naturally, they don't speak English that well). So they take me and this girl who is probably 5'1, skinny as can be, tries to help me over to where I thought I was going to lay down. Instead she was taking me to the tiny bathroom they have, and I couldn't say anything as I really was on the verge of passing out...and boom, I fall to the floor. I'm only out for a second, and hear lots of shouting, and Bryan comes over, la de dah, everyone makes a big deal, they take a stool outside, and have me sit outside. I'm trying to tell Bryan that I *NEED* to lay down, and if they don't have a place in there, I'm gonna lay down on the sidewalk. Out comes this lady who was also a customer, apparently she's a nurse, and gets what I'm trying to say, and lo and behold, they do have a place to lay down. They have a waxing room, I didn't care what had happened in there before, I just needed to lay down before I passed out again. I lay down, they get cool rags, and are checking on me every 2 minutes, etc. The nurse lady talks to me for a bit, and I explain why I think I passed out (I'm pregnant, the water was too hot, the massage chair and mani was too much stimulation and the incense was just too strong, so combine it all...yeah). She agrees, and just tells me to take it easy, and not put my feet back in that hot water (I wasn't planning on it). I feel better, get up, and they really push to try and finish everything, I agree because I feel bad for freaking them out. They go to put my feet back in the water, I start pulling and saying no no no, no water, too hot. So they just clip and paint, and finish my nails really fast as well. But they were still annoyed that they couldn't do the full job, oh well.
All because the water was too freaking hot (and perhaps too much stimulation). Thus, why I won't take really hot baths right now. :)
Monday, August 11, 2008
Baby
so, I, of course, have been reading various baby articles, websites, blogs, etc. I see that in just a couple of weeks I should definitely keep in mind how often the baby is moving. I also noticed that generally it says if the baby kicks 10-12 times in two hours, it's fine, nothing to really be concerned about.
As of right now, I DEFINITELY do NOT have anything to worry about when it comes to movements. This little boy, he's probably gonna be a track and field person if he keeps it up. I was sitting down at work, and was mentally counting how many times I could feel him move (could have been punches, rolling or kicking). Within 15 minutes, I felt him move at LEAST 30 times. This went on for a good two hours.
No wonder I haven't been sleeping that well.
I've also noticed he seems to have a routine. Everyday, around 9 AM, he's kicking and moving. Every night around 11 PM, he's kicking and moving, everything else in between, I'm too busy or not really paying attention to notice if there's a set time. I know for sure about 9 because that's about what time I wake up in the mornings. I also know for sure around 11, because I wake up to him moving, unless I'm not asleep already, then it just makes it harder to go to sleep.
I love the baby in me, but dang, can I just sleep?
As of right now, I DEFINITELY do NOT have anything to worry about when it comes to movements. This little boy, he's probably gonna be a track and field person if he keeps it up. I was sitting down at work, and was mentally counting how many times I could feel him move (could have been punches, rolling or kicking). Within 15 minutes, I felt him move at LEAST 30 times. This went on for a good two hours.
No wonder I haven't been sleeping that well.
I've also noticed he seems to have a routine. Everyday, around 9 AM, he's kicking and moving. Every night around 11 PM, he's kicking and moving, everything else in between, I'm too busy or not really paying attention to notice if there's a set time. I know for sure about 9 because that's about what time I wake up in the mornings. I also know for sure around 11, because I wake up to him moving, unless I'm not asleep already, then it just makes it harder to go to sleep.
I love the baby in me, but dang, can I just sleep?
Monday, August 4, 2008
Brazil
For reference if you want to look at them again or just have joined my journal:
http://picasaweb.google.com/paulistano, bryan also has some pictures of where he had been staying for the past two weeks and has taken some pictures of where he works.
All pictures can be found there, and they are all categorized by city, which is basically how the vacation went :)
Friday July 18th
We wake up, and decide to go to the beach. We went to the Copacabana/Ipanema beach in Rio. There are no pictures here because there was no way we were taking more than we absolutely had to since we both wanted to get into the water and play, and didn't want to risk our camera being stolen (since it apparently happens quite often with tourists). However, you can take my word for it that it was a BEAUTIFUL day, and was the perfect temp. I felt very out of place though as I had to wear one of Bryan's tank tops, a bra, and some gym shorts to be able to swim as I had no swimming suit to wear (not going to buy a swimming suit that I may only wear once in my life time!). Even if I had my typical modest one piece swim suit, or two piece swimsuit that covers everything that a one piece would, I would have still been completely out of place. I have never seen so many teeny tiny bikinis and soooooooooooooo many speedo like swimsuits. It was odd to see men wearing swim shorts/board shorts, and hardly ever did I see a woman wearing some kind of shorts or skirt (no matter how big she was) for the bottom part. It was an interesting feeling since I come from Utah where by comparison, swim suits are quite modest here.
Anyway, we spent about four hours there. We laid out for a bit (don't worry I had SPF 30 :) ), and then when we started getting hot, we went into the water. I got caught in an undertow, and refused to go deeper, as I was standing int he water yelling no to bryan's invitation to go further out, another wave caught me by surprise, and I got caught in that undertow as well. I would like to say it's EASY for me to get surprised and caught because I can't hear the waves coming, so if I'm facing the beach, I have no idea what's coming. But another part is, I've always been REALLY afraid of water and swimming. Hence why I suck at swimming. :) I was 15 before I would even jump off of the low diving board for class, and I had to do it, or else I would fail. That was the only reason why I didn't get an F in the class (I got a C+) for the swimming portion in middle school. Anyway, so Bryan keeps inviting me backin, I keep getting unreasonably grumpy at him, and shout no, and then eventually I brave past where the waves are usually breaking, and join him and just simply wave jump. It was soooooooooo nice, and the water was just an amazing temperature. The sand was great, just everything was awesome. We laid back out for a little while longer, then we went and got some lunch.
Afterwards we decided to go back to the hotel, shower, change and hurry over to the christ statue. You can see the picture of that portion of the trip at the website. I hated how out of place I felt there. Big white pregnant girl, with a very American accent (western one at that!), wearing very different clothes. It was funny because someone had asked me a question, and I just said sorry, i don't speak portugese, but he does and would point to Bryan. He would chat away with them (I didn't mind), and then I would catch them looking at me and the person saying "Americana?" They NEVER asked if Bryan was American, just me. I was a bit offended by that, because Bryan is just as American as I am! But it was still interesting to be the odd one out, and feel like the vacationer that everyone is looking at going "oh she's obviously not from here" I've never really been on that side before.
The train ride up to the christ state was a long one, and was so, oh my freaking heck, steep. I was glad we had paid the money to ride the train, or else we would have never made it up with me. With all the walking we had done combined by this point, I really had to consciously make my legs move if there was any sort of incline or stair to go up. It was getting more difficult to walk around. We get up to the Christ statue, and it's one of the most amazing sights I have ever seen in my life. I just wish we could've made all the other tourists disappear, and it would have just been that much more amazing. You can see how big it is, and everything from the pictures. There was also a chapel there from when the pope came and did a mass there. It was a pretty unique experience being in there. Then we get done, and take the train back. We get some dinner, and head to the movie where we watched Dark Knight. The sound was in English, and everything was subtitled in Portuguese, but that didn't help me much with my deafness :) It was still fun to watch and see the subtle differences in movie watching, and places of where to laugh and make other various noises were. Now this part I'm going to steal from a baby post I made:
"I think all the noise and the vibrations from how loud it was was just making the baby move a lot. As we were watching a pretty intense scene, a fighting one, i could feel the baby kicking pretty hard, so I took Bryan's hand and put it on my tummy (he didn't even seem to notice!), and he did feel it kick, just didn't realize what it was. So I waited for three more kicks, and finally, this was about the time the intense scene was over, I asked Bryan "did you feel that?!" He turns to me and says yes, then the light clicked on and he goes "OH MY GOSH!" :) That was definitely one of the biggest highlights of the trip. We were afraid he wouldn't get to feel the baby kick before I had to leave to come back, and I was leaving that following Monday, so we were starting to lose hope, or at least I was."
It was a fun experience :) Afterwards we went back to the hotel and slept and somewhat packed as we were leaving the next day to fly to Sao Paulo.
http://picasaweb.google.com/paulistano, bryan also has some pictures of where he had been staying for the past two weeks and has taken some pictures of where he works.
All pictures can be found there, and they are all categorized by city, which is basically how the vacation went :)
Friday July 18th
We wake up, and decide to go to the beach. We went to the Copacabana/Ipanema beach in Rio. There are no pictures here because there was no way we were taking more than we absolutely had to since we both wanted to get into the water and play, and didn't want to risk our camera being stolen (since it apparently happens quite often with tourists). However, you can take my word for it that it was a BEAUTIFUL day, and was the perfect temp. I felt very out of place though as I had to wear one of Bryan's tank tops, a bra, and some gym shorts to be able to swim as I had no swimming suit to wear (not going to buy a swimming suit that I may only wear once in my life time!). Even if I had my typical modest one piece swim suit, or two piece swimsuit that covers everything that a one piece would, I would have still been completely out of place. I have never seen so many teeny tiny bikinis and soooooooooooooo many speedo like swimsuits. It was odd to see men wearing swim shorts/board shorts, and hardly ever did I see a woman wearing some kind of shorts or skirt (no matter how big she was) for the bottom part. It was an interesting feeling since I come from Utah where by comparison, swim suits are quite modest here.
Anyway, we spent about four hours there. We laid out for a bit (don't worry I had SPF 30 :) ), and then when we started getting hot, we went into the water. I got caught in an undertow, and refused to go deeper, as I was standing int he water yelling no to bryan's invitation to go further out, another wave caught me by surprise, and I got caught in that undertow as well. I would like to say it's EASY for me to get surprised and caught because I can't hear the waves coming, so if I'm facing the beach, I have no idea what's coming. But another part is, I've always been REALLY afraid of water and swimming. Hence why I suck at swimming. :) I was 15 before I would even jump off of the low diving board for class, and I had to do it, or else I would fail. That was the only reason why I didn't get an F in the class (I got a C+) for the swimming portion in middle school. Anyway, so Bryan keeps inviting me backin, I keep getting unreasonably grumpy at him, and shout no, and then eventually I brave past where the waves are usually breaking, and join him and just simply wave jump. It was soooooooooo nice, and the water was just an amazing temperature. The sand was great, just everything was awesome. We laid back out for a little while longer, then we went and got some lunch.
Afterwards we decided to go back to the hotel, shower, change and hurry over to the christ statue. You can see the picture of that portion of the trip at the website. I hated how out of place I felt there. Big white pregnant girl, with a very American accent (western one at that!), wearing very different clothes. It was funny because someone had asked me a question, and I just said sorry, i don't speak portugese, but he does and would point to Bryan. He would chat away with them (I didn't mind), and then I would catch them looking at me and the person saying "Americana?" They NEVER asked if Bryan was American, just me. I was a bit offended by that, because Bryan is just as American as I am! But it was still interesting to be the odd one out, and feel like the vacationer that everyone is looking at going "oh she's obviously not from here" I've never really been on that side before.
The train ride up to the christ state was a long one, and was so, oh my freaking heck, steep. I was glad we had paid the money to ride the train, or else we would have never made it up with me. With all the walking we had done combined by this point, I really had to consciously make my legs move if there was any sort of incline or stair to go up. It was getting more difficult to walk around. We get up to the Christ statue, and it's one of the most amazing sights I have ever seen in my life. I just wish we could've made all the other tourists disappear, and it would have just been that much more amazing. You can see how big it is, and everything from the pictures. There was also a chapel there from when the pope came and did a mass there. It was a pretty unique experience being in there. Then we get done, and take the train back. We get some dinner, and head to the movie where we watched Dark Knight. The sound was in English, and everything was subtitled in Portuguese, but that didn't help me much with my deafness :) It was still fun to watch and see the subtle differences in movie watching, and places of where to laugh and make other various noises were. Now this part I'm going to steal from a baby post I made:
"I think all the noise and the vibrations from how loud it was was just making the baby move a lot. As we were watching a pretty intense scene, a fighting one, i could feel the baby kicking pretty hard, so I took Bryan's hand and put it on my tummy (he didn't even seem to notice!), and he did feel it kick, just didn't realize what it was. So I waited for three more kicks, and finally, this was about the time the intense scene was over, I asked Bryan "did you feel that?!" He turns to me and says yes, then the light clicked on and he goes "OH MY GOSH!" :) That was definitely one of the biggest highlights of the trip. We were afraid he wouldn't get to feel the baby kick before I had to leave to come back, and I was leaving that following Monday, so we were starting to lose hope, or at least I was."
It was a fun experience :) Afterwards we went back to the hotel and slept and somewhat packed as we were leaving the next day to fly to Sao Paulo.
baby update
It has been awhile, and I know it, but things just got busy, and I've now gotten everything in order again for me to be able to stay sane while at home :)
Before we went on our Brazil trip, I had a check up for Thursday before we left (July 10th). We got there, and get checked in. The nurse comes to get me, and brings me back. We're excited for Bryan to be here one more time for this and all. She turns around and informs us that my doctor had just been rushed out to delivery and wouldn't be back tonight, and she doesn't ahve hours on Fridays, and I could come back on Monday. Well unfortunately, that meant Bryan wouldn't be able to be there for anything. We understood, and just rescheduled for the Monday after I got back (July 28th). Bryan was a bit bummed, and I felt bad, but things do happen. We did ask and double check with her to make sure that it really was ok for me to go to Brazil. It was, and thus we went to Brazil. Details of those posts are in my normal journal :) Though I will say this.
Baby movement
On Friday, July 18th, Bryan got to feel the baby move and kick for the first time! We were watching the movie Dark Knight, and I think all the noise and the vibrations from how loud it was was just making the baby move a lot. As we were watching a pretty intense scene, a fighting one, i could feel the baby kicking pretty hard, so I took Bryan's hand and put it on my tummy (he didn't even seem to notice!), and he did feel it kick, just didn't realize what it was. So I waited for three more kicks, and finally, this was about the time the intense scene was over, I asked Bryan "did you feel that?!" He turns to me and says yes, then the light clicked on and he goes "OH MY GOSH!" :) That was definitely one of the biggest highlights of the trip. We were afraid he wouldn't get to feel the baby kick before I had to leave to come back, and I was leaving that following Monday, so we were starting to lose hope, or at least I was.
Now for when I first felt the baby move, I can't tell you for sure because I just wasn't sure if I was feeling the baby move, or if it was gas bubbles, or if my stomach was twitching or growling, or if it was round ligament pain. It wasn't until I was at SFO waiting to meet Bryan at LAX that I realized I was DEFINITELY feeling the baby move around. It was an amazing moment, it was a quiet moment for me because I had my hearing aids off, so that was nice :) That would be on Monday, July 14th, and at that point I was 21 weeks along. So when Bryan felt it, I was still only 21 weeks along. We really were blessed for Bryan to definitely feel him :)
Since I've been back, my sister, Hilarie, has been dying to feel the baby move herself. I was there for the 24th of July, and we tried, but he just wasn't quite kicking hard enough for her to feel him. This past weekend I stayed with my family. She tried to feel him again on Friday, still not quite there, same thing happened for Saturday. Finally, yesterday, Sunday August 3rd, she got to feel him. He was really moving a lot, and kicking quite a bit, so I finally told her to just push down as far as she could on my stomach, and she might feel him. After the fourth kick, she finally felt him, then my other sister heard what was going on. She was able to feel him on the first try. They were really excited :) Now they just can't wait for when we can actually see movement on my belly from the baby kicking. :)
I swear the baby was also punching me yesterday. Most of the time I feel the kicking near the bottom of my uterus, way past my belly button. Yesterday, I was feeling some kicking, then all of a sudden I felt movement way above my belly button. It felt different as well, so I think it was him punching me :) it also seems to be a distinctly different feel when the baby is rolling or just shifting in general. I don't know if I'm imagining things, but that's just simply what I'm interpreting the movements as. :)
I am now 24 weeks along, and had experience a scary moment
I went in for my check up on Monday, July 28th. I get there, and bring my camera along as it has a movie function on it. I check in, and sit down in the waiting room. The lady next to me starts talking to me like we're old friends. Asks me about the baby, the father, what I'm doing, then all of a sudden starts talking to me about she just went snorkeling in some unheard of island that's like a jungle somewhere with her son and daughter, and went on about how beautiful the fish were. It was interesting, and with the difficulty I have understanding complete strangers or new voices, I was very relieved to see the nurse coming to get me after five minutes of checking in.
I weigh in, she takes my blood pressure (97/70 btw), asks how I'm feeling etc. It wasn't my usual nurse, the usual one must have had the day off. It was interesting to have someone new after getting used to the same nurse I've been seeing for two years now every time I went in to see my doctor. Then the doctor comes in, asks all the questions, and has me lay down. I ask if I can record the doppler portion so that I can send the heart beat to my husband, she says of course. So she drips all that gel on, and starts searching....and searching....and searching. Usually it takes 30 seconds max to find the heart beat. But she was not finding the heart beat. I did feel the baby move twice during this, but was still getting nervous, especially as there seemed to be a growing look of concern on her face. We heard a sound, and it was actually a movement, but not a heart beat. So after five minutes of searching, she stops, probably because partially I was getting all hot and sweaty and pale (the position I was in is apparently a VERY bad position for me to be in), and I felt like I was going to pass out. She also stopped so that she could go find another doppler. She goes and gets one, it's a completely different kind, and I'm almost holding my breath when she starts looking. Almost immediately we hear the heart beat just under my belly button. we both breathed a huge sigh of relief, and the heart beat sounds normal. If you want to hear it, I can post it up, it's a 15 second little movie of a close up of a very white belly and a hand, you don't see anything else, but you can hear the heart beat. :)
We wrap it up, and she gives me the glucose drink to take later on in the week. I did that last Thursday and had my blood drawn. The easiest time I ever had blood drawn before, it was awesome! However, I've never bled so much afterwards before! It was just one tube, and he was done in a snap, put the cotton ball and tape on, and i was out of there. I stopped at subway to grab a sandwich before heading back to work. I order, and start to pay, and I see the cashier staring at my arm with a slightly grossed out look on her face. As I look down, the cotton ball was completely soaked through with blood, so much so there was smears of blood around the area from bending my arm and such. So I hurry and pay, get my food, and grab some napkins so that no one else will see and be grossed out. I get in the car, get the napkin ready to cover it as soon as I take the cotton ball off. I rip it off, and.....it's not even bleeding anymore. It just must have had just a little more pool of blood to get out before it was done. It was interesting, but I'm obviously fine :)
Anyhow, there's the most recent update :)
Before we went on our Brazil trip, I had a check up for Thursday before we left (July 10th). We got there, and get checked in. The nurse comes to get me, and brings me back. We're excited for Bryan to be here one more time for this and all. She turns around and informs us that my doctor had just been rushed out to delivery and wouldn't be back tonight, and she doesn't ahve hours on Fridays, and I could come back on Monday. Well unfortunately, that meant Bryan wouldn't be able to be there for anything. We understood, and just rescheduled for the Monday after I got back (July 28th). Bryan was a bit bummed, and I felt bad, but things do happen. We did ask and double check with her to make sure that it really was ok for me to go to Brazil. It was, and thus we went to Brazil. Details of those posts are in my normal journal :) Though I will say this.
Baby movement
On Friday, July 18th, Bryan got to feel the baby move and kick for the first time! We were watching the movie Dark Knight, and I think all the noise and the vibrations from how loud it was was just making the baby move a lot. As we were watching a pretty intense scene, a fighting one, i could feel the baby kicking pretty hard, so I took Bryan's hand and put it on my tummy (he didn't even seem to notice!), and he did feel it kick, just didn't realize what it was. So I waited for three more kicks, and finally, this was about the time the intense scene was over, I asked Bryan "did you feel that?!" He turns to me and says yes, then the light clicked on and he goes "OH MY GOSH!" :) That was definitely one of the biggest highlights of the trip. We were afraid he wouldn't get to feel the baby kick before I had to leave to come back, and I was leaving that following Monday, so we were starting to lose hope, or at least I was.
Now for when I first felt the baby move, I can't tell you for sure because I just wasn't sure if I was feeling the baby move, or if it was gas bubbles, or if my stomach was twitching or growling, or if it was round ligament pain. It wasn't until I was at SFO waiting to meet Bryan at LAX that I realized I was DEFINITELY feeling the baby move around. It was an amazing moment, it was a quiet moment for me because I had my hearing aids off, so that was nice :) That would be on Monday, July 14th, and at that point I was 21 weeks along. So when Bryan felt it, I was still only 21 weeks along. We really were blessed for Bryan to definitely feel him :)
Since I've been back, my sister, Hilarie, has been dying to feel the baby move herself. I was there for the 24th of July, and we tried, but he just wasn't quite kicking hard enough for her to feel him. This past weekend I stayed with my family. She tried to feel him again on Friday, still not quite there, same thing happened for Saturday. Finally, yesterday, Sunday August 3rd, she got to feel him. He was really moving a lot, and kicking quite a bit, so I finally told her to just push down as far as she could on my stomach, and she might feel him. After the fourth kick, she finally felt him, then my other sister heard what was going on. She was able to feel him on the first try. They were really excited :) Now they just can't wait for when we can actually see movement on my belly from the baby kicking. :)
I swear the baby was also punching me yesterday. Most of the time I feel the kicking near the bottom of my uterus, way past my belly button. Yesterday, I was feeling some kicking, then all of a sudden I felt movement way above my belly button. It felt different as well, so I think it was him punching me :) it also seems to be a distinctly different feel when the baby is rolling or just shifting in general. I don't know if I'm imagining things, but that's just simply what I'm interpreting the movements as. :)
I am now 24 weeks along, and had experience a scary moment
I went in for my check up on Monday, July 28th. I get there, and bring my camera along as it has a movie function on it. I check in, and sit down in the waiting room. The lady next to me starts talking to me like we're old friends. Asks me about the baby, the father, what I'm doing, then all of a sudden starts talking to me about she just went snorkeling in some unheard of island that's like a jungle somewhere with her son and daughter, and went on about how beautiful the fish were. It was interesting, and with the difficulty I have understanding complete strangers or new voices, I was very relieved to see the nurse coming to get me after five minutes of checking in.
I weigh in, she takes my blood pressure (97/70 btw), asks how I'm feeling etc. It wasn't my usual nurse, the usual one must have had the day off. It was interesting to have someone new after getting used to the same nurse I've been seeing for two years now every time I went in to see my doctor. Then the doctor comes in, asks all the questions, and has me lay down. I ask if I can record the doppler portion so that I can send the heart beat to my husband, she says of course. So she drips all that gel on, and starts searching....and searching....and searching. Usually it takes 30 seconds max to find the heart beat. But she was not finding the heart beat. I did feel the baby move twice during this, but was still getting nervous, especially as there seemed to be a growing look of concern on her face. We heard a sound, and it was actually a movement, but not a heart beat. So after five minutes of searching, she stops, probably because partially I was getting all hot and sweaty and pale (the position I was in is apparently a VERY bad position for me to be in), and I felt like I was going to pass out. She also stopped so that she could go find another doppler. She goes and gets one, it's a completely different kind, and I'm almost holding my breath when she starts looking. Almost immediately we hear the heart beat just under my belly button. we both breathed a huge sigh of relief, and the heart beat sounds normal. If you want to hear it, I can post it up, it's a 15 second little movie of a close up of a very white belly and a hand, you don't see anything else, but you can hear the heart beat. :)
We wrap it up, and she gives me the glucose drink to take later on in the week. I did that last Thursday and had my blood drawn. The easiest time I ever had blood drawn before, it was awesome! However, I've never bled so much afterwards before! It was just one tube, and he was done in a snap, put the cotton ball and tape on, and i was out of there. I stopped at subway to grab a sandwich before heading back to work. I order, and start to pay, and I see the cashier staring at my arm with a slightly grossed out look on her face. As I look down, the cotton ball was completely soaked through with blood, so much so there was smears of blood around the area from bending my arm and such. So I hurry and pay, get my food, and grab some napkins so that no one else will see and be grossed out. I get in the car, get the napkin ready to cover it as soon as I take the cotton ball off. I rip it off, and.....it's not even bleeding anymore. It just must have had just a little more pool of blood to get out before it was done. It was interesting, but I'm obviously fine :)
Anyhow, there's the most recent update :)
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