More Prego Brain, Random Dreams and Speeding Tickets

So it's been quite the day. I started off the day waking from a ton of random dreams. One which incuded Dawson and Pacey from Dawson's Creek. I was in school with them and they were trying to rig a raffel so that they won the money. They wanted me to be the pretend winner and they'd give me $1000 if I went along with it. Then I had another dream about a serial killer who killed a guy with a meat hook by ripping off his jaw and face! Yeah FREAKY! Prego dreams are too vivid!
So then after those dreams, I got ready for the day and made it all the way to work before I relized I had my shirt on inside out! Luckily I had a little jacket on over it so it covered some of the evidence of my insanity!
Then on my way home I got pulled over for speeding. I did my best to get the sympathy vote from the cop by sticking my belly out as far as I could and putting my hand on top of it in the universal sign for "I'm pregnant, not just fat". It didn't work I still got the ticket anyway.
Whew, what a day, glad it's over!
Oh, and for a further update, Matt asked me if I'd had a rough night...the reason for this is because he found the Doritos in the fridge!!! LOL! I've lost my mind!

Oh the Joys of Prego Brain!

So apparently none of my symptoms through out pregnancy are going to be mild-this includes pregnancy brain! I've got it BAD! Here are some of the random things I've done because this little baby has taken over my brain...
I took one of my tellers keys home with me-made it all the way to my street before I got a frantic phone call from her because she couldn't find her keys anywhere! Turns out they were in my purse, next to my keys-her set of keys doesn't even look anything like mine!
One night Matt had a pickle on a fork that he was eating and all the sudden he cringes and says he thinks he chipped a tooth! I was shocked, I thought the pickle had chipped his tooth-it never occurred to me that it was the fork that the pickle was on that chipped his tooth! After that one, Matt said to me "I can't wait until you get your brain back!"
One of my other tellers emailed me and said that we should nominate our only boy teller for Doing it Right, which is a kind of pat on the back, you did a good job program at work. She said he does such a good job of putting up with us prego ladies and being so proactive. I was horrified by this because I thought she said "being so provocative"! Yeah we had a good laugh about that one!
Yesterday I was literally mid sentence talking to a coworker and completely forgot anything that I'd just been saying or what I was planing on saying! Could not for the life of me think of what our conversation had been about!
I've become a big fan of lists or writing things on my hand because my memory lasts all of 15 minutes and then it's gone! Luckily I have yet to lose one of my lists but I'm sure that story is coming! It's been so funny and interesting to be so scatter brained-I never thought it would happen to me, I'd like to think of my self as a fairly logical thinking, level headed person. Well, not any more! At least I've got a built in excuse to be a ditz! Hooray!

My Fun, Funny and Wonderful Father

I thought on this Fathers Day I'd blog about some of the fun, funny and wonderful things that my dad and I have done. These stories show what a great job he did as a father and how he gave me a good life that turned me into the person I am today.
I'll start by saying that I love my father dearly! He did the best he could as a single father but the man couldn't do hair! I remember every morning before school-before I learned to do my own hair-I'd go downstairs, he'd have the brush in hand and have me flip my head all the way upside down and he'd brush my hair into a pony tail. Not just any pony tail, it would be a pony tail at the absolute top of my head that would be so tight that my little Asian eyes would look even more Asian!
My dad is a computer programmer so he's always been electronically and technologically inclined. He set up a set of closed circuit phones in the house, one in my room and one in his. I remember the huge sense of security this gave me knowing that my dad was just there on the other end of that phone downstairs if I should ever need him.
In the home I grew up in, my bedroom was directly over the garage. I remember sitting in my bedroom waiting to hear the noisy garage door open. That wonderful sound meant my dad was home and there never was such a happy noise!
It takes a lot to get my dad's feathers ruffled. When I was 18, I'd been living in an apartment for a while and had moved out. I was having a really difficult time getting the apartment complex to give me my security deposit back and they'd been giving me the run around for some time. My dad went with me to the office and it was like he'd turned into the Terminator! He marched in there shoulders back, sunglasses still on and mad as can be! Not only did I get my security deposit back after all was said and done, but I got an apology letter too! He was my hero that day!
Once, for my birthday-I must have been 8 or 9-my dad insisted I start the day with a big old piece of chocolate birthday cake for breakfast! I remember being so shocked and amazed and absolutely delighted!
My dad is always looking out for what would be best for me but he definitely marches to the beat of his own drum. For mine and Matt's first wedding anniversary, my dad gave Matt a book called "She Comes First, The Thinking Man's Guide to Pleasuring a Woman". Yeah I love my dad but wow!
One time we went on a road trip to go see family in Wisconsin. We took a detour and went to see Niagra Falls. He wanted to see the falls from the Canadian side so off we went. On our way back in to the country, we got stopped at the boarder. Something never occurred to us-here's a white guy driving a big van with a small Asian child in the back seat! Yeah, that was an interesting conversation with the boarder people and I was just positive that I'd be stuck in Canada for the rest of my life!
When people find out that I was raised by a single(for the most part) father, they always ask me if I missed having a mother. Honestly, I don't know any different and I wouldn't have it any other way! My dad did a wonderful job of providing the support that both Mother and Father normally have to provide. Through all our good and bad times, he molded a head strong, self assured, woman who knows what she wants and isn't afraid to chase after her dreams! Thank you dad I love you!

So Proud of Matt

So in case you haven't noticed, my blog has been a bit pregnancy obsessed and because of this I've failed to blog about something so great. Matt finished his first 11 weeks of school and has a 4.0! It's actually kind of funny, they gave him a certificate for his 100% attendance and for his 4.0. He's such a hard worker and he's doing great. I'm so proud of him and cannot fully express how much it means to me all that he's going through to create a better future for our family! I love you babe and am so proud of you!

Ya Gotta See the Baaabbyyy!

So I had a nuchal translucency screening today. It's basically a really long ultrasound in which they need to get the perfect image of the baby's profile. They measure the fluid on the back of the baby's neck to determine the chances that the baby will have Down Syndrom. The ultrasound was really fun and the baby was SO stubborn (Yeah I know, shocking right?!) The baby kept turning on it's side with it's back to us and it would wiggle it's little hiney at us as if to taunt us! The tests came out great, they said the measurements are prefectly in normal limits. Also the baby's heart rate was 153 beats per minute and was measuring at 12 weeks 4 days-both are absolutely perfect! And even better, I got lots of ultrasound pictures to take home!
This first picture is of the baby's profile-it kind of looks like the baby's face is being smooshed.

This one is my favorite! It’s the baby’s profile and it’s just sitting there with it’s legs straight up in the air!

This one is a really blurry really close up profile picture.

This is the baby’s legs, nope, that’s not a winkie-it’s too early to see anything like that and at this stage the baby’s little bits all look the same, boy or girl.

Straight on of the baby’s face and a bit of it’s body and legs. Basically you can just see the eye sockets, I think this one kind of makes the baby look like an alien!

Yeay for ultrasound pictures! It's so reassuring to see the baby and see that all is well. It's so strange to see it kicking around in there but I can't feel it at all yet. I should be able to schedule my ultrasound to find out the gender soon, I'm hoping I'll be able to find out late July, early August.

My Baby is a Plum, or Maybe a Lime!

It cracks me up that a lot of the pregnancy websites compare the size of my growing baby to fruits. What's better is they don't always agree on what fruit I've got for that particular week. I bet you didn't know this week I've got a whole fruit salad going on with plums and limes and who knows what else!

Here's what the "Lime" website had to say about the baby this week...
The most dramatic development this week: reflexes. Your baby's fingers will soon begin to open and close, his toes will curl, his eye muscles will clench, and his mouth will make sucking movements. In fact, if you prod your abdomen, your baby will squirm in response, although you won't be able to feel it. His intestines, which have grown so fast that they protrude into the umbilical cord, will start to move into his abdominal cavity about now, and his kidneys will begin excreting urine into his bladder.

Meanwhile, nerve cells are multiplying rapidly, and in your baby's brain, synapses are forming furiously. His face looks unquestionably human: His eyes have moved from the sides to the front of his head, and his ears are right where they should be. From crown to rump, your baby-to-be is just over 2 inches long (about the size of a lime) and weighs half an ounce.

Rantings of a Prego Woman

So this is what I've decided today...
Prego brain sucks! I cannot wait until I have my brain back, can formulate cohesive thoughts and don't feel like a total airhead every second of the day.
It's insulting to call morning sickness "morning" sickness! Lets call it what it is-ALL FREAKING DAY SICKNESS!
I don't understand how something so little (less than an inch and not even 1/4 of an ounce) can take over your entire body! I've got body parts that have freakishly ballooned to obscene sizes and I'm just plain massive-I think I'm going to start to have a gravitational pull soon! And how can my body all of the sudden forget how to do something that it's done every single day for the last 30 years?
And as far as the "pregnancy glow" that side effect seems to have alluded me! The only kind of glowing I have is the sheen of grease on my face that is making me break out like a teenager!
The cute little prego girls with the adorable little basketball bellies make me sick! I've already come to terms with the fact that I'm going to look like a combination of a beached whale and the Goodyear blimp.
And I want to know who these women are who say "I loved being pregnant! It was such a wonderful time!" Yeah, they're either big fat liars or insane! Yes it's true, it is a miraculous experience and it's amazing to me that I'm creating a new life but nothing about this so far has been fun!
All in all, I'm wondering if this child just might be an only child!