Today, I am 17 weeks and 1 day along. I will have Derick take a pic of my belly when he's home and post it on FB because I've yet to discover how to post a personal pic on this blog. Sorry! I feel like one day last week, my stomach grew by about ten feet. I can definitely say I "look" pregnant; not just questionably large in the gut.
I went to my first pregnancy exercise class on base Monday, and it was so wonderful. It's funny how little things like physical activity can make you feel so much better. Who woulda thought?? This morning, unfortunately, I woke up with the sickness and didn't think I would be able to make it to pregnancy yoga. I forced myself, though, and I had a really good time.
I'm completely out of Zofran, which stinks. I was trying to salvage my supply and only take one when I really needed it, which ended up being about every two days or so. I think that my lack of meds may have slightly contributed to my illness this morning. I was also sorta congested so maybe my sinuses drained during the night. Disgusting. Anyway, I took a B-complex vitamin this morning and ate a ton of pretzels, which gave me, if nothing else, the motivation to get out of the house and exercise. I'm still feeling yucky, but I shall overcome! I may end up asking the doc to refill my Zofran, but waiting at the MCX pharmacy kinda makes me sick just to think about.
I'm getting really anxious about April 30, which is when we find out b or g (if the b or g is being cooperative). We have a definite name chosen for a girl, but we have just gone back and forth with the boy names, and because I'm convinced we are having a boy, I feel all the more adamant about choosing one before my appointment. We have one name chosen for sure, but we can't decide if it's better as a first or middle name. That all depends on the other name we have yet to pick out. I can't wait to share our news with everyone--regardless if we're having a b or g! (For the record: I really hope no one is thinking I have a preference, because I don't, and either way, it's going to be so much fun to be a mother!)
I don't really have much to blah about today, but I had some time because guess who cleaned the house (well, most of it) yesterday?! That's right, I did! I still need to tackle the kitchen. Oh my goodness, it's unbelievable how fast dishes can stack up. My mom is so good about washing dishes even if there is only a spoon in the sink. Though I wish I were more like that, I tend to wait until it all piles up before I finally get the nerve to wash them. My mom is also this good: not only does she wash the dishes, she also immediately hand-dries them with a towel and puts them away. She rarely uses her dishwasher (only for company, I've noticed), but when she does, she empties it immediately as well. We usually always have clean dishes hanging out in our dish washer. Hey, at least they aren't dirty! (I display the dirty ones in the sink and on the counter. You're welcome.)
Speaking of kitchen stuff, this has really grown to bug me, and I think we are just going to have to break down and make a purchase. In Quantico, we bought a really nice Britta (cool name for a girl, btw) water filter that attached to our kitchen faucet. It was about $35, but I considered it a good investment...until we moved to this house. Our kitchen sink has one of those really weird snake faucets with an optional sprayer on the end. Let me see if I can find a photo.
Very similar to this one I found on popsci.com. The faucet part detaches and has a long hose so that you can use it as a sprayer. (Would be handy in the bathroom for future cloth diapering, but in the kitchen, it has become a slight nemesis.) I liked the faucet at first; I thought it was pretty handy and you can't argue the fact that it looks fancy. But the sprayer option is comparable to a fire hose. If you don't put the sprayer really close to the dish, the entire kitchen will be a deluge. (I learned that word when Derick was studying for the flight exam for OCS acceptance. I should have learned it in high school, or at least college. Didn't happen. Thanks, Marine Corps, for my continued education.) Anyway, the sprayer/faucet issue isn't a big deal. I can get over it. I'm over it. The real biggie is that we can't attach our fancy Britta to that sink. Thus, we've been drinking straight tap water. This didn't create a problem until I became pregnant, because until then, I wasn't a fan of water. I drank it at restaurants and at friends' homes just because. But in my house, I like to have juice or Gatorade or something like that. Derick is the H2O lover.
Well, not only is it pretty smart to drink water while pregnant, our baby really seems to like it. I actually crave water sometimes, and that is not by my own doing.
* I'll make an exception before I go any further and say that, other than the water at my grandparents' old house on Race street (which is another story altogether), water from a water hose is probably my all-time favorite drink. I like that it tastes like iron and rust and mowed grass. It reminds me of my Dad. I can see him recklessly kinkin' the hose and bending over for a drink while he watered the yard in the sun. He always ended up with a wet shirt, and he always humored me by giving me a drink as well.
Anyway, I'm not uppity and feel like I'm too good for tap water. I actually read an article a couple years ago that said that bottled water is a giant scam because it's hardly any different than regular old tap, and people spend a ton on fancy bottled water and water purifying systems when our tap water isn't that awful. Who knows if that's true. Let me inject that buying a singular bottle of water is quite stupid, so don't do it. $1 or more for one bottle, when you can get a 24-pack for $4. You do the math. At least buy a flavored water! Also, in other countries, people would be head-over-heels to have the water availability that we have here. We are really spoiled.
Back to my point, I grew up in a house that had a water filter built in to the fridge. I didn't use it much because I didn't drink a lot of water. I drank a lot of sodas, which is embarrassing. haha. If I did get a glass of water, it usually came from the tap because it was a lot faster than waiting on that teeny stream at the fridge. So, basically, I've been around "purified" water all my life, though I didn't begin to care until now.
It is truly becoming an issue with me. I really want water, but I don't want to drink it from the sink. I do drink sink water because water is water when we really think about it, but I would prefer a filter. A year ago this would not have been a big deal. I would just drink Gatorade instead and be pleased, but now I feel like I need to drink water, especially since my body wants it. Today I was headed home from the gym and nearly stopped at Sonic for a Route 44 water--something I've never ordered. I couldn't justify the stop, so I just told myself I could boil a lot of water, then let it cool and drink it. Of course, I didn't do that. If I don't have the moto to wash dishes, do you really think I'm going to boil water just to let it cool? Um no.
So, all of this to say that I think I'm going to break down and buy a water filter pitcher. Even if my water obsession is just a weird pregnancy thing, I feel like it will be a purchase we won't regret. Have you heard about the water contamination issue at Camp Lejeune in the 50s-80s? Pretty crazy, and luckily, it's not a problem anymore. It still scares me. Everything scares me. I guess that just comes along with being a mom. Wow. I'm going to be a mom. SCARY!
First my bet is a girl but i will b excited either way! Second i am having water also and relate well to ur blog...kinda weirded out that u like rusty water (haha jk) but ur side story of learning random knowledge about u made me remember all our random chatter on fex weeks.
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