16 Weeks Postpartum, Exactly One Year Since We Found Out

One year ago we found out we were pregnant, I thought I would share our story.

So I had warned B that I was late, and that it was probably nothing. I told him I was going to take a test to be sure but I was feeling the period coming on any day and not to worry. We weren't super active and our last venture involved taking Plan B, so I really wasn't worried. I figured I would pop into CVS, grab a test, pee on a stick and Bam! there would be my period. Because that's how that works.

Nope.

I held it all morning, after sleeping til almost noon, and we went for lunch at our nearby Mexican restaurant. ...I love Mexican restaurants, they are my happy place. They have Margaritas, things I can slather in sour cream, and I generally do my important social business there. Our particular Mexican place is next to a CVS, So I ran into the CVS to "grab that thing, you know... that I mentioned " B is oblivious and has no memory, so he smiles and nods and says that he will get us a table. So I come into the restaurant, order my margarita, and bee line it to the bathroom. I do my business expecting nothing to come of it, I finish up, I pick up the stick, glance at it and go to toss it into the trash. I really wasn't expecting to .. well, be expecting. After the double take to confirm that in fact there are two lines there I have this nervous grin plastered onto my face. I get to the table and I cover my mouth and say, "We have a problem." He looks at me all funny as I am grinning like a mad woman and sliding into the booth. "I just peed on a stick." "Oh! Well lets eat and then deal with this." Eating was not happening. We ended up weighing our options and discussing our situation and I reiterated that I had always had a very firm stance that I had no desire to carry someones child that I was not married to. I asked him what he thought about the situation, if he could make any choice he wanted, and he said "Let's get married and have a baby." And that was it boys and girls, I knew what was going to happen. I absolutely melted and I knew I was getting married and that I was having this baby. So I finished my margarita, I declined the post stressful conversation cigarette ( and haven't touched one since btw, go me! ) and we went home. I called my mother to ask her what to do, at this point it was a little cloudy again and I was sobbing uncontrollably and I needed some sort of affirmation. When I asked my mother what to do she said, "You suck it up, get fat, and have a baby!"

And I did. And I love him, and I was so lucky that he came into my life when he did and we were able to provide a wonderful start for him. I am thankful for the wonderful network we have (thanks Mom!! & brudder!) and I especially love my darling husband for helping me with everything and just being generally awesome.
<3

16 weeks. Thumbs and Weight.

Dearest Magpie is now 16 weeks and to my dismay discovering how delicious and soothing his thumbs are. I have been tirelessly pulling his clumsy little fists out of his mouth and popping in his sucka. Which we now own a million of specifically in the size and shape he prefers. As this battle rages on he has also now decided that he will stay up past bed time and be just mildly fussy, so I have to remove him from the bed room but I still can't get him to tire himself out. I have finally discovered the magic of the side hold to rectify that lovely habit. So needless to say with his new bad habits I may have cracked a little bit and allowed him to peer at the television for a few minutes tonight after my adimant stance against letting him get sucked into a screen. *sigh* You won't win 'em all.

Mommy's update is just as frustrating but there is no pacifier and side rock for me :( I bought a new scale a little while back when I realized "Oh crap! My wedding dress is how many sizes too small and I only lost how many pounds since he was born?!?!" And I've been stalking that scale worse than an ex on Facebook. Not only am I not losing weight but I gained a good 5 lbs and its going no where. I am exclusively breastfeeding, I am pumping like crazy and I'm avoiding the junk food. In the last few weeks we've started going on walks, I've been doing small reps of things in the house (crunches, squats, jug curls) not to mention baby press ups and the hours of 'bounce and shh'. What the heck man? Where is my "breast feeding melts off the fat!" ? However I have now been stuck in this weight long enough that I am starting to embrace it and become more comfortable which is most important right now because DH was getting sick of me ragging on how fat and gross his wife was. It doesn't help that I feel like I haven't worn real clothes in a year and that my torso is just perpetually naked. I'm not one to worry about shame, I do however just want to feel comfortable again. But as I said, I am getting there. I bought some new clothes (to go with my announcement next month!!) And being able to dress like and adult is wonderful and helping a lot. Now if I could get my shower schedule a little better and do something with my hair and make up I'd feel awesome but when I have to choose between dishes and laundry and hair and make up the house wins. Not that the little goof is letting me get much of that done either. :p

Three Months! (14 weeks)

So it has been a while since I have updated on the baby Magpie, but for good reason, Daddy and Mommy got married! :D
I managed to plan our wedding throughout the pregnancy and for 3 months after, I am pretty proud of that. However in the mean time I have been mommying and we do have updates! Magpie is just now discovering his hands, he spends quite a few minutes noticing them and what looks like signing the alphabet. It is fascinating. In the last month he has figured out how to roll from back to front. He will do it a couple times in a day then forget for a few days and relearn all over again. His chirping has become more frequent and much louder. It is getting hard to tell when he is just babbling and when he is crying out for attention. He has discovered that his fists are DELICIOUS! They are almost always in his mouth. Though he is almost regularly knitting his brow and giving us his scowl smiles are a lot easier to prompt from him and absolutely amazing at that. The giant full body toothless grin is my favorite thing in the world. In the last week or so I have been showing him his reflection and he has been responding with said grin and then hiding his face, who would have thought my son would be shy. I do however believe that his own reflection makes him smile like that, that he gets from me :P
As far as mommy goes, I have been finishing up with the wedding plans and various other life events. It feels really good to finally have everything finished. The only thing I have left to do is verify my child care, unfortunately I waited too long and I lost my slot where I wanted it. I am hoping they follow through with making a second class. *fingers crossed*
Come October big things are coming, I have been working on pumping. I learned after the festivities that beer helps my production. A lot. Which is wonderful because my production was scary low for a few weeks leading up to the wedding. I also came across the concept of power pumping and I believe I will be implementing this soon. I am a little bummed that I am not losing any weight even though I have been feeding like crazy and I am almost always hungry. I assume I am gaining some muscle because Mom says I look smaller. Now that the heat is about to break it should be easier for me to be more active, especially since I am no longer tethered to the couch folding my 1200 cranes :s

Happy 3 months to my baby, and I can't wait to meet up with the other couples and babies from our class in a couple weeks! :D