my pink life, mi vida rosada

listening to the rain snuggled up with the kitty cat and a mug of vanilla chai milk thinking about my dear travel buddy on the day after her birthday, and the hard, hard year she has had , and hoping, hoping, hoping, that this year gets a little bit better for her wishing for smooth travel for roommate, who is going to visit an old friend, if the rain doesn't cancel her plans psyching myself up for yoga planning to purchase notions and get sewing, if the rain doesn't win totally wrapped up in the silly tv series " Make it or Break it " a little bit jealous of sweet hubby's ability to sleep past 7:00 a.m. on any day of the week, but especially a saturday starting week 15 of my pregnancy, and still mostly in disbelief that there is actually a little tiny baby growing in my belly enjoying the pre-Valentine's flowers sweet hubby brought home to me

Today was a long day.....LOOOOOONG day. school, supper, school open house....LOOOOOOONG day. but I think some updating is in order.... I had an appointment on Monday afternoon, which lasted for about 15 minutes after I had waited for 1.5 hours past my scheduled appointment time. I confronted the doctor about it, and he laughed, and said he was frustrated too, but that he wouldn't show up on time. When I asked him what the check-in ladies would say if I showed up 45 minutes late (like he suggested) for my next appointment, he said, "tell them I told you to". He suggested that his nurse would schedule the referral appointment for genetic counseling (and test result review) that they've been putting off scheduling, and she spoke to me personally to confirm that first thing in the morning she would be making the phone call. There were, however, a couple of really good things about the appointment. Of course, it is always amazing to hear the baby's heartbeat...

I guess it's been a while. I've been....angry. Emotional. I'm blaming the hormones and my doctor's office. They get me so riled up, it is ridiculous. After my appointment tomorrow, sweet hubby and I are going to evaluate whether it is time to find a different practice or not. I have been focused on getting the results back from some prenatal testing, with the problem that the doctor's office doesn't seem to want to schedule a review of the results. It's annoying to have to call them all the time, have them not return my calls, and to give me conflicting information to what the doctors say during my appointments. It has been clouding what should be a joyous and exciting and happy season for me, because we are finally starting to make this pregnancy public and having to worry worry worry at the same time. (Regardless of the testing results, we are keeping the baby -- there is a high chance of Down syndrome -- which is not what we are hoping for, but...

Even though I was still battling a cold, we decided to head out to visit our good friends and their babies in Atlanta this weekend. I'm so glad we decided to go! (And not to postpone the visit!) We arrived late Friday night, and I more or less went straight to bed. Saturday morning, I got the baby up when he was crying, and started off a great day of playing with babies and catching up with college friends. The last time we visited was right before we found out we were expecting our baby, so it was exciting to see each other again! We lounged around in pajamas for a while and then figured it was time to do something. My friend took her 3 year old to a birthday party and I took a nap. A little bit later, we fixed lunch and waited for our other college friend and her family to arrive -- a reunion of the summer beach crowd, in January! The two older kids (3.5 and 4) are old enough to run around together in the backyard, so we let them do that, while the baby took a nap, a...

I just made a couple of splurgy little purchases... This pack of sewing patterns... Some hot pink bamboo jersey knit... And over the coming few days, after that fabric arrives, I'll be out shopping for notions...(elastic, matching thread, ball point needles, maybe even a double needle). And hopefully, I will be able to figure out a few things: - how to sew on my brand new sewing machine that sweet hubby bought me for Christmas (since I broke my old machine almost a year ago and have been missing it!) - how to sew knits! - how to make my own maternity clothes! (really, this seems like my only option at the moment for sewing for myself -- I can't really make tops or dresses with woven fabrics that won't stretch or have extra room and realistically expect to wear them this year!) So...hopefully writing this here will help me be accountable for actually putting together the supplies I've paid for. My goal: to finish a dress before the end of February. That...

getting ready for yoga class glad it's the weekend again making more cinnamon rolls this weekend (thank you for the addiction, pioneer woman.) overwhelmed by the amazing faithfulness of my God looking forward to two short weeks of school (thank you, Dr. King.) super emotional (thank you, pregnancy hormones.) praying for Kristen Sullivan and her family she cares for her 2 year old and newborn while her husband is in the hospital with an inoperable, end-of-life stage brain tumor that was discovered two days ago (thank you for saying a prayer for them, too). hoping my students remember on Monday the behavior lessons that my partner teacher says "clicked" Friday afternoon. browsing maternity clothes online even though the only kind of bump I have so far is lots of bloating. counting down the days until I'm past the first trimester to make public announcements in real life, or at least not try to keep the secret. feeling happy and content this morning.

(probably TMI today....fair warning.) I woke up for about the third time around 4:30 on Sunday morning, went to the bathroom, and new something was not right. Even in the dark (just a nightlight in the bathroom for mid-night bathroom runs -- helps me fall back asleep faster), I could tell that there was some bleeding going on. So I sat there for a while, and checked again. More blood. I started to sniffle a little, then it escalated into full on weeping. I woke sweet hubby up. I panicked. I mean, really, really panicked. He had to call the doctor's office for me. At almost 5:00 in the morning, on a weekend. The answering service had my doctor call us back. She sounded pretty sleepy, but advised me to stay home, stay quiet, not lift anything, and only go to the emergency room if the bleeding got worse. She finished with "call the office on Monday, come in, and we'll check you." Ok. Thank you, 5 a.m. sleepy doctor, for not reassuring me AT...