Thank you, Bebe Franco

For a sign that you are in there. Not the most pleasant one though. The morning sickness has begun. But in all honestly, whoever created that term needs to get checked. It should be called all-day neverstops sickness.

Yesterday I got some exercise. Go me! I had to hike to Carl´s Jr. for lunch and then back to work (I got chicken fingers and a salad, much better for baby than a six dollar burger). Then, en la tarde, I took a stroll with Bella to the nearest pay phone - about a mile there and back total. I have feet blisters to prove it. My husband decided to go out for beers with his coworkers and I had no credit on my phone to call him and tell him how miserable I was, hence the second stroll. I began gagging the last block home. The other day I read someone talking about the force of the actual throwing up process during pregnancy and how it is way faster and stronger than say, a normal stomachbug. Boy, was she right!

Glad to feel shitty for a change. But squirt and crackers doesn´t quite settle it. You girls on the other side of the gulf just don´t know how lucky you are to have access to your ¨preggo pops.¨

Do they sell Gas-X in Mexico?

I seriously need some. This is nuts. Two days now... We are talking record-breaking ripping ass. They last anywhere from 30 seconds to a minute long. Maybe I should buy my coworkers these? Cause I have no shame in my game.

5 weeks, 4 days

Keep on keepin on lil jumping bean! It dawned on me this morning that this pregnancy is almost the exact same dates as my 1st one. I remember freaking out and calling my mom saying ¨We have something to tell you, we´ll be there in 4 hours,¨ right around October 1st. My due date was supposed to be May 30th, RIGHT after I graduated from good ole Wade College. It´s just crazy how your heart won´t let you forget certain dates. This time around I plan on having my baby in my arms May 30th, May 28th to be exact.

I am kinda crappy about updating my blog. But most of the people who read it already know what´s going on from thebump. That 7:30 appointment I had scheduled was a bust anyways. When i walked into his office, there were girls still waiting to see him for their 5:00 appointments. He got caught up in am emergency surgery. I was bummed and refused to wait with anticipation for another day, so I called the other Dr. I had in mind. He just so happened to be in the same building as the other one and got me in at 8:00. It was interesting to say the least. Overall, I was pleased. The office and staff were nice and clean. At first I thought he was gay because he had the pinkest, shiniest lip gloss I have ever seen on. That made me feel a little better about him being all up in my lady-bits. But later the nurse came in and said his wife called to say he needed to go pick up their son. Dang. It´s just strange having a man doctor. Want to know what else is strange? When he squeezed the living daylights out of my nipple and something came out. He then tells me that it´s Prolactin and has been known to cause miscarraige. Gee, thanks for the encouraging words, doc. So 5,000+ pesos of bloodowork later, everything comes back ¨normal¨ for where I am at in pregnancy. He stressed to me that I need to eat healthy and take it easy. Apparently I had some toxins or something in my urine and it was because I was eating like crap. Some of the things that happened during this appointment made me question his abilities, but then I thought, maybe he knows something we don´t, and he squeezed my chi-chi for a reason. The only iffy things that came back from my bloowork were my progesterone (12.5 i think), which it a little low but fine for now. And some of my white blood cells that are my immune system defences. Which I totally believe now that I am sick as a dog.

Needless to say, he freaked me out over nothing. The next step in an early ultrasound on Oct. 7th. I will be 7 weeks or so then and he mainly wants to check out the sac and what lies around it. He says there may or may not be a baby that early. I guess the lining around the sac or the fluid around it will tell him if my progesterone is working or not, and if needed he will prescribe me the supplements then. I can´t help but me nervous about the ultrasound, especially knowing I probably won´t see anything. All I have ever gotten is bad news.

Everyone keeps asking how I am feeling. Here´s your answer: Good. My nipples are still sore, my appetite is in full swing, and certain things make me gag. And i´m gassy.

Breaking news: Franco just came to get the car so I have to Mike and Ike it to the plaza to get some lunch. Awww man : ((

7:30 appointment

From now on I am going to make super sure and ask AM or PM when they give me an appointment time. I almost couldn´t sleep last night because I was so excited. Set the alarm for 6:20. Even straightened my hair for the new doc. Ya know, since he´s gonna be so concerned with my hair and not my vadge... Did I mention it is a MAN doctor? That´s a first for me! So yeah, we get there and the office is CLOSED. It doesn´t open until 8:00... So I get pissed at the recepcionist first. And we wait a little longer (Franco has to be at work at 8) and it dawns on me (insert lightbulb here) Maybe it´s 7:30PM since they take a 4 hour lunch break/siesta from 5-9. Seriously. Mexican time is SO throwed off. They go to work late, eat lunch late, then leave work late. No thanks. Oh and if ANY Mexican tells you ¨al ratito¨ (in a little bit) that can range anywhere from 20 minutes to 2 days, FYI. So now I have to have butterflies and be excited all day, blah! Mom even texted at 9:00 and asks yay or nay? She got a CALL ME in response. On a positive note, I have my parents blessings. I think they are happy and are ready to be grandparents. Yay for babies! She only bought an antique crib like 3 years ago, she´s been ready : )

Subject change: swine flu. At first I was totally against the vaccination as they haven´t done very much testing on it. Then I marinate on it a little longer and have a change of mind. They wouldn´t have APPROVED the thing if they didn´t think it was safe. And the flip side is much worse than getting the actual shot. Living in Mexico where sanitation isn´t one of the top priorities, I think I need it more than alot of other folks might. Mom doesn´t even want me to get on a plane next month to come home because the virus can travel 10 rows in front AND behind you in a plane. Uyyy. Plus I´ve been doing some reading and asked around what other pregnant women´s doctors said and they are all for it. PLUS technology and medical studies/practices have come ALONG way since that whole deal in the 70´s where everybody ended up paralyzed who got the injection. I´m doing it and I don´t care what you think. And even though I have the worst luck in the Americas, I am not gonna let that be a factor in this pregnancy either. I am gonna have this baby until somebody who is highly trained tells me otherwise!

And I tested again on Sunday morning. I honestly don´t think Franco believed it or was able to get too excited until I did either. He said this one looks alot more ¨chido¨ : ))

PLEASE LET THIS BE IT

Apparently I really suck at updating my blog. A lot has gone down since I last updated, but the most important would be the fact that I got a positive pregnancy test yesterday! Ahhhh! I first tested back on Tuesday morning because I wanted to see a negative result before I went out and got trashed for Mexican Indpendence Day. And it was worth it, we had a really really bad ass time. I love boxing. And I love the month of September in Mexico... here I was thinking people were proud to be from Texas. Oh no, the whole country of Mexico turns tri-colors during September. There´s just excitement in the air and a ton of brown pride. Plus the lights and decorations on the Municipal building are way cool. Still need to get over there and take some pics...
So, thanks to a dear friend who peer pressured me into to peeing on a stick, I did.
Here it is for what it´s worth. I swear I am not a nut and there IS a 2nd line. The ghetto blackberry camera just wasn´t cooperating.



And here is how I suprised the husband. I had the bib and the test on top of the toilet to see when he woke up.


So yeah. We are thrilled. Salome is especially just over the moon. He´s already kissing my tummy. We feel so blessed to have the chance to be pregnant again and really hope this is it for us. We want to take the baby home this time. Please say some extra prayers for us if you have them.

What´s next you ask? Well, here is my plan for this pregnancy. I just called and made an appointment for 7:30AM (could it be ANY earlier?) Monday morning with an ENGLISH speaking doctor (score!) to do some bloodwork to confirm it. I am choosing not to do a second or third round of bloodwork to see if my numbers are doubling. Just not gonna do it. I am going for the naive, first-time pregnant approach. Let the dr. tell you you´re knocked up, ask your questions, take a little advice, and then I want to schedule a semi-early ultrasound around 8 weeks and find out then. All the numbers and early ultrasounds and stress really don´t make a difference in the end. What will be will be. I just really hope I have a strong healthy baby with a beating heart. I want to go to sleep and wake up in 20 weeks and find out I am having a boy, that sounds perfect!

So, for now, I just pray and wait. And repeat these to myself daily:

-Today I am pregnant and I love my baby.
-I am pregnant until someone tells me otherwise
-My past does not dictate my future. A previous m/c does not mean I will have another m/c.
-Just because something sad is happening to a friend, does not mean it will happen to you. We all know m/c and complications are not contagious!
-Hope does not make bad things happen. You cannot ‘jinx’ your pregnancy by creating a ticker coutndown, getting excited, or telling someone. Live in the positive!
-There is nothing I can do to prevent a m/c from happening. Worrying myself sick doesn't prevent a m/c. And if (God forbid) it were to happen again, I know I will survive.