not to alarm anyone

but let's, sort of. I'm already alarmed, and haven't heard anything about my ultrasound yet. They're apparently going to call me the day before they can squeeze me in for an appointment.

I thought it was time for some pictures.



The one on the left is me last time, November 10, so roughly 4.5 months pregnant. The one on the right is me now, at 3 months pregnant. I'm not seeing a whole lot of difference. A tad scary. No sense worrying, but logic doesn't necessarily work for me. I need to know what's going on. I could either be way off on my dates, which is very unlikely, since I'm a pretty regular girl, and there are certain indicators that happened each month which let me know I was not pregnant. The month before I found out was no exception, and there was nothing unusual about it. I could have excess fluid again, which would not be good, because to be that much too big this early doesn't bode well for like, 4 months from now. I could be having triplets, which let's just face it, is terrifying. I've been trying to do some research, and I actually found one post where a lady said she had never encountered anyone measuring 4 or more cm large early on who hadn't been pregnant with multiples. Super fantastic!

Anyway. I'm going to work on the assumption for now that there's just the one in there, that my dates are correct, and that there is some other very reasonable explanation as to what's going on.

13 weeks

or 16, depending who you ask. All's well with me and the babe, other than the fact that my uterus apparently believes I am 16 weeks pregnant. I believe (with good reason) that I'm 13 weeks / 3 months. I feel better now that I know I'm not just crazy and I really am looking more pregnant than I should. My nurse / doctor lady seems to think that's odd, so is booking me for an ultrasound asap. I like ultrasounds, so I'm not going to complain. I then also have to make an appointment with my doctor again, before my next regular appointment. My admin team is going to love me! Need some more days off please! Also, I have to get my blood work redone in a month, which is extra fun. I'm hoping they don't have to redo ALL of it, because they took like 8 vials last time, and that's a lot. Also it involved a lot of waiting for my number to be called to sign in even though I had an appointment.

I sort of thought I was feeling better, but I'm not so sure now. I think I'm mostly just tired, and that sort of makes me feel ick in other ways. My mom is coming up tonight for a couple of days, so I can complain to her, which should help. Not sure what the weekend entails, likely not anything too exciting.

I really should be working right now, not blogging, so off I go.

12 weeks

the magic switch hasn't gone off yet though. You know, the one that's like, ok, now you can stop feeling like garbage. Soon, I hope! Next week the baby will be the size of half a banana. I couldn't find any good food comparisons for this week, my apologies.

We're having people over for dinner tonight, I just wanted to say hi. We were planning dinner Friday night, but our power was out until about 4am Saturday, so that was a no-go. Cold here in October, let me tell you! The next house will have a fireplace.

Halloween party?

I'm not even sure who reads this, but if I were to have a Halloween party, probably the Sunday before, for the wee ones, would you come? You don't necessarily need kids, but that would be the basic idea. That'd be the 28th. I'll maybe post on the other site too, and see who's interested.

wardrobe malfunctions

My frigging pants. I walked around all day (or at least until recess when I had to pee) with my zipper down. Fortunately my shirt is long enough that I think *probably* no students noticed. Today WOULD be a day where I'm working with kids, of course. Anyway. None of my clothes fit. All my regular clothes are put away, except for some t-shirts and sweaters that are too big to begin with. The maternity clothes as a rule are too big still, but the "fat" clothes that I managed to salvage (luckily Erin is about as good at purging stuff as I am, and still had the stuff I had given her) mostly don't fit either.

I sure am excited for when I can stop complaining and start talking about the fun stuff, like hearing the baby's heartbeat (hopefully next week, fingers crossed!), feeling movement, having a legitimate baby belly, that kind of stuff.

I'm supposed to be at a meeting right now. Fortunately, I'm actually supposed to be at 3 meetings, so they probably all assume I'm somewhere else. Sweet!