Boston for Thanksgiving

Since I am married, my husband and I share holidays. This year we did Thanksgiving in Boston and we will do Christmas here.

I am very afraid of flying and usually I take and anxiety drug or have a couple of glasses of wine to calm me down. This time since I am pregnant I could do no such thing. It was hard. Especially since we had a connecting flight. That's 2 take off's and two landings. The one thing that I was able to figure out to help calm me down is that if I use ear plugs it is a lot easier.
So we made it. (Which is not surprise considering flying is much safer than driving, but knowing that still does not help)

We had a great time. We had a wonderful Thanksgiving dinner at my mother's house, which I was unable to eat much of due to nausea. We saw family friends who were all in town from all over. We saw our great friends John and Noreen and got to see their Christmas tree all decorated, we were able to pull John away from studying for Law school and drag them to my mom's house for a party and then when I did not get enough to eat and needed ice cream we went and got some. And lastly we saw my best friend Alicia and her 2-year-old daughter. Seeing Alicia was amazing for me, because I truly miss her and because she already went through pregnancy and has all the advice in the world for me. We also were able to raid all her baby stuff and use it for our child. We got pounds of clothing, and baby necessities. Seeing her 2 year old really made me feel great, she is adorable, smart and growing way way too quickly.

I think that this trip to Boston made me notice the differences between St. Louis and Boston. I was also sad because my mom and best friend and our really good friends all live there. Since I am emotional and needing family a lot I found myself trying to find a way to stay. I know intellectually that it makes no sense to move here. We are trying to have a life here in St. Louis and the cost of living is a lot more expensive. But emotionally I wanted to move back home. And unfairly whenever I am now upset about something I threaten my husband and tell him that I will just go and have this baby in Boston.

As for St. Louis I am trying to make it home, trying to make and keep friends and hopping that this time next year I will be Thankful that we stayed and made it work.

First OB Appt

So, being a nervous person in general I started dreading my first OB/GYN visit. This is the appointment where they look at the baby for the first time and you can see if everything is ok, and if there are multiples.

I started stressing out because I didn't think that I was ready to hear if there was a problem. I read way way too many websites and blogs about pregnancy and they really do a good job of being negative and realistic. Mostly I tend to skim over the good parts and read the negative parts in detail.

We arrive at the Dr's office and there is no wait, we go right in and I go right in and get weighed. . . and the number will just continue to rise.
We go to the room and the Dr comes in and brings us right to her office so we can say hi before the ultra sound.
This was my first meeting with the woman who is delivering my baby, so I was looking at her in a way that I never have looked at a woman before. All that I was thinking was what will she be like when I am fat, and freaking out at the hospital? Will she be the type of person to ignore my feelings or play into them? Will she try and calm me, or send someone else into deal with it? Will she be rough? Will she let me have drugs early, and will she give me painkillers after if I need? Can I depend on her to deliver my baby safely?
I have decided that she is the right mixture of professional, and realistic. She is a woman who's given birth three times before, so she knows what she's talking about. And I really trusted her, so much that I wanted to give her a hug. The only negative is that I know she is the type of woman who will give me a hard time about weight gain, considering she said 2 times that second piece of cake is not for the baby.

Below is the picture of the small fetus that is about 7 weeks old, it is one baby and they say that he or she will be out around July 1st.



I am trying to remind myself to stay positive and that really there is nothing that I can do to change fate. The more I read about pregnancy the more I begin to feel that my job is to be a great host. The sex and the genes are already chosen and the only things that I can do to harm the growing fetus is to take drugs, drink and do major body beating harm. So my goal is to relax and treat myself right and try not to stress over something that is not there. I did read that women tend to think the worst sometimes because that's our way of hardening ourselves so that if something bad does happen, we can still function. Who knows, I could just be masochistc and need drama. Other than my drama queen notions, I will try to be happy relax and enjoy!

Pregnant

I am having a baby. I am about 7 weeks along and him or her will be born toward the latter part of June.
It's very exciting and new for me, and when I am not feeling sick I am really tired.

I’m really looking forward to having a child in St. Louis because there are just so many things you can do with your children for free. St. Louis is also a very child friendly place, and a place where most people have kids. Unlike NY where I knew almost nobody with children my age or even a bit older.

More to come like my first sonograham picture this next week!

Me

It's my birthday! And I'm going to eat Mexican food!