Monday, June 30, 2008

I think my "pregnancy brain" has set in...

I have heard it said from various friends of mine that have had babies that your brain turns to "mush" once you become pregnant (and never goes back to normal after childbirth, but that's a whole different topic). You become forgetful and absent-minded. I haven't given much thought to this phenomena...until last week. I was the first one to arrive at my office. I unloaded all of my things (I have lots of stuff that travels with me to the office) outside the door so that I could use my right hand to unlock the door and my left hand to jiggle the handle to get it's a little persnikity. I opened the door to the sound of the alarm beeping at me, just like any other morning. Only on this day, something unusual happened. My mind went blank on my alarm code. I could not remember it to save my life. I started entering series of 4 numbers, none of which were correct. The alarm beeping seemed to get louder as I watched the timer count down the seconds until the crazy loud alarm was going to sound. My heart was racing. With my cell phone in one hand, I called one of my bosses on his cell to get him to tell me his alarm code really quick. Of course he didn't answer. All of a sudden, the alarm started sounding. It was so loud I couldn't even think. I am sure they could hear it all the way across the street at the Mercedes dealership. I then remembered that I had the code written down on a little slip of paper in my wallet. I ran outside to where I had left my purse and all of my personal belongings sitting next to the door and rifled through my wallet until I found it. I ran inside, entered the code, and made a sigh of relief as the terribly loud noise subsided. I immediately ran outside to grab my wallet, which was still laying on the ground wide open (I know mom, a bad idea) and all of my various food items and things that travel with me to work on a daily basis. I heard the work phone ringing from outside, so I hurried in the door and dropped all my stuff on the ground as I ran to get the phone. I knew it would be the alarm company calling to get the sercurity word from me. I felt a sigh of relief as I knew that I could tell them the code and this mess would be over. As I reached for the phone, it stopped ringing. The night voicemail system was still on and the call had rolled over to voicemail. NO! I wanted to scream. I immediately called my bosses cell phone - no answer. I then called his house. His wife answered. She was very nice as I explained what had happened. While we were on the phone, the alarm company beeped into her line and she clicked over to answer the call. It turns out that she didn't know the security word so even though she told them that everything was fine and even though they told her that they would not dispatch the police, they did. Fifteen minutes later, while I am on the phone with the alarm company verifying that they're not sending the police out, a cop shows up. He asked me what the problem was and I almost told him that my baby is making me stupid. But I didn't. I smiled and explained the situation. He acted suspicious, but all cops act that way. They must teach them that in police academy training school. He asked me how long I have worked here and when I told him almost 2 years, he looked at me strange. Then he said something along the lines of, "And you just randomly forgot your code this morning?" I wanted to smack him upside the head for making me feel even worse. Fun times.

**In my defense, I would like to add that I was only off on my code by 1 number. And my friend Christa told me that she's forgotten her code before and she's never been pregnant. And I'm definitely sure that will not be the last time during this pregnancy that I will do dumb, forgetful things.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

The results are in...


We learned this morning that Collin is not a carrier for cystic fibrosis. So, that means, there is no chance that this baby nor any subsequent children that we may have will have the disease. Praise the Lord! He is good all the time and in all things. We have been praising His beautiful name all morning. Thank you so much to those of you that have prayed. Our cup truly runneth over...

Friday, June 20, 2008

Broken Hearted...

I know it's totally out of character for me to post twice in 1 day, but this is definitely blog worthy. I was trying to get my mind off feeling pukey (the chips and sweet drink thing does work but it wears off after a while...I should have bought more) so I decided to start "blog surfing" (is that a phrase?). I linked over to a blog from my sister-in-law's page and found the most heart breaking post. The blog is of a young, christian couple who is currently on a mission trip to Zambia. Please go read their post HERE and join me in bringing this precious little child before our mighty Lord. I feel confident it will touch you as it did me.

Salt + Sweet = LIFESAVER

Thus far I have been fortunate to have avoided horrific morning sickness. I get queasy but if I go eat something, I feel better and go on about my day. It's not been a great scenario for my waistline eating every 3 or so hours, but it keeps me away from hugging the toilet so I'm not complaining. Well, I felt awful this morning when I got to work. I tried all my old tricks. I ate a granola bar and some gingersnap cookies and lo-and-behold...I still felt very nauseous. Well, thankfully yesterday at my dermatologist appointment (yes, I am still breaking out like a middle school gal), my doctor was telling me that when she was pregnant with both of her kids she was nauseas and the only thing that made her feel better was eating salty potato chips and drinking lemonade. She said something about the salty and the sweet made her feel way better. Then I made a friend at the dermatologists office who told me the same thing. Maybe this is a wide known thing, but I had never heard of it. I stored it in my memory as useful but hopefully unnecessary information for me and went on about my day. Well, I am so glad today that I learned that helpful bit of information. I ran to Quizno's a little while ago to get some chips and lemonade and try it out. They didn't have lemonade but I got a Sierra Mist and the Salt & Vinegar chips. I was THRILLED to discover when I got in the car to try it that it actually works! I felt much better after just a minute - it totally calmed my stomach. I could have kissed my dermatologist in that moment. Who knew?!? Not me. But I have been telling everyone at my office and none of them have ever heard of it either. So, for all of you out there that were like me and didn't know this little tid-bit of information, this is totally useful and it actually works. Tell all your prego friends and family!!!

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

1/4 of the way there!

We are officially 10 weeks and I for one am glad to be in the double digits. It's hard to believe that we are 1/4 of the way through this pregnancy - our little baby will be here before we know it and we're so excited!!!

As far as Collin's bloodwork goes, it actually turned out to be a big pain in the rear. I won't go into all the boring details but I will say that we probably won't know anything for a little while. Apparantly it's a pretty extensive test and takes the lab longer than most blood tests. I'm hoping to know something by the end of next week. We'll see. As far as how we're doing, I've had a lot of people asking me if I'm "hanging in there?" I'm doing fine. Yes, it's concerning but it's not overwhelming or even really worrysome. Besides, worrying is a sin and doesn't do any good anyway so I am trying to move away from that character trait. Collin is much better at that than me, but I digress... The odds are in our favor that Collin is not a carrier and that this baby is fine...we are thinking positively that everything will be fine. God created this precious child in His image and we fully believe that it will be "lacking nothing".

So, I'll update when we know something. Please continue to bathe this in prayer along with us.

Monday, June 9, 2008

Quick Update & Prayer Request

I've been meaning to blog for a while now but haven't found the time until now. We've had some fun and some not-so-fun things happen in the last couple of weeks. Here's a quick recap and then I'll get to the real reason of this post.

Collin's little brother, who is not so little anymore!, graduated from high school on May 30th. We were very proud of him - it was a great night. The next morning, Collin and his dad took their family pet, Cierra (the best boxer EVER to walk this earth) to the vet to have her put down. It was a sad situation and words do not do justice to the mood of that day. She was 10.5 years old and we're pretty sure she had cancer. She had been very sick for a while and it was getting to the point that she was in obvious pain. As difficult as it was on everyone, it was the right decision. Collin held her body as the vet injected the drug into her bloodstream and she slowly went lifeless. As hard as that was for him to do, I kept telling him after that that she would have wanted his arms around her as she drifted off to sleep. She was a great dog and will be greatly missed.

I have been feeling more and more cruddy but such is to be expected I guess. Still no puking (although I did gag yesterday for the first time over a meatball sandwich...I thought it sounded good, boy was I WRONG!) but I'm getting more and more queasy as the day's go on. Only 24 more days until I am 13 weeks and officially in the 2nd trimester. July 2nd cannot get here fast enough :)

OK- so here's the prayer request part of this blog. I got a call from my OB last week saying that my bloodwork results had come back that I am a carrier for cystic fibrosis. If you are anything like me, you didn't know much about the disease. So, here's a crash course in my own language from what I have researched on Web MD. Cystic Fibrosis is a disease that interferes with the way that water and salt move in and out of mucus cells in our bodies. Cystic Fibrosis causes mucus to be really thick and, in turn, it makes it difficult to keep your organs, especially your lungs, clean. The only way for a child to have cystic fibrosis is if BOTH of the parents are carriers of the disease. So, tomorrow morning at 8:45 AM, Collin will have his blood taken to see if he is a carrier. 1 in 25 people are carriers, so we have good odds that he is not, but you never know. Cystic Fibrosis is a very serious disease (I learned in my research that most people with the disease do not live to see their 40th birthday) and we beg you that you join us in prayer that Collin is not a carrier so that this baby, nor any other child we might have in the future, is even at risk of this disease. I'm not sure how long it will take to get the blood results...hopefully we will know something by the end of the week. Thank you SO MUCH for the prayers.