Zoo

So today we went to the zoo with my friend Alicia.  Her little girls is so cute.  Aaden and her had so much fun it was awesome!   So for viewing pleasure, here are some pics!

Here's Landon just so happy with his snack waiting!

The hubby and I!

Aaden and I on the train!  He loves to ride it every time!

My favorite picture of Landon.  He's know learning to smile when a camera comes out!

The hubby and Landon!

We had such a fun time!  It was a blast to be with my friend and hubby!  Who could ask for anything more!  The boys were cute and it wasn't too hot out today.  All around it has been a perfect day!

Such a slacker!

For the whole 2 people who read my blog...I'm a slacker.  I have so many things to post about but never get around to it!  So here we go.

Easter...I'll do that another time.  (See what did I tell ya?)

First actual prenatal appt was on the 9th.  Couldn't find the heartbeat with the doppler but saw it on the ultrasound.  Still nauseous but getting better day by day.  I'm not having to rely on the Zofran as much.  We did family history and lab work.  Both the midwife and I think this is a girl and that she'll be about 7.5 lbs.  She thinks Landon was the one who paved the way for me to have a wonderful homebirth this time with him weighing in at 8.11 and being 20 hrs in labor.  I'm a bit skeptical about the weight and time of this one but we'll see.  Lab work came back and I look beautiful and was made for having babies.  (Her words, not mine).  For all those who don't know, I was diagnosed with a closed fallopian tube and endometriosis in 2005, so every pregnancy is a miracle to us.  The fact that I've only miscarried once is beyond what the doctors ever thought so I'm very grateful for being given this opportunity.

We went to a Bees game on the 16th.  Had a ton of fun.  The boys, especially Landon, were making the people around us laugh.  My parents and sister went with so that was fun.  Fireworks were great.

Saturday the 17th....not a good day.  Spent the majority of it in the ER for a pulled muscle in my back over my lungs.  Doctors though of a possible pulmonary embolism.  The pain was so excruciating that it was making me vomit.  For those who know me...I hate to vomit and can usually talk my way out of it...yet this was bad.  I would have taken labor without the gift at the end over that.  So the weekend was slow going.  I still have some slight pain every once in a while but doing better.

We bought our tickets to Texas.  Woo-hoo.  We go down in May.

Okay maybe not so much has been going on.  Aaden has said/done some really cute things and so has Landon yet I can't remember right now to post.  I need to get better at this.

Frustration

So here I sit, just got done eating some dill pickles and some strawberry yogurt and yet I'm still nauseated!  I'll be 10 weeks on Saturday and I'm counting down the days, even though it is still a mystery as to an exact number, until this nausea is gone.  I'm still on Zofran which helps but it doesn't fully take away the nausea.  At this point soda and any artificial sweeteners and treats make my tummy turn.  And this isn't a good thing as Easter is this weekend and I'd like to partake in the treats part.

So what is this about frustration?  Well I'm frustrated because I have no energy...zip, zilch, none.  This equates to dinner never being done, house not cleaned, and behind on laundry.  At the same time it means I have no energy to do anything with my kids.  I've tried to start exerting myself and I get extremely winded, dizzy and nauseous.  I'm gonna ask my midwife about this if it continues when I see her again.  So my poor hubby suffers.  The dog can't go out much since there is a foot of snow in the yard since she still has stitches.  I think she is as frustrated as I am.  I'm sick of this excess salivation.  It makes me nauseous.  It equates to this at night...sleep with excess salivation...wake up with severely bad breath and nausea.  The things my hubby has to put up with in order for me to just maintain a bit of dignity.

I know I'm not walking around like the walking dead with my last pregnancy but still.  My family environment is suffering.  I'm sure within the next week or two I'll feel a shift in energy and the nausea will start to subside, but until then I feel guilty.  Guilty because my poor hubby not only has to deal with jackasses at work but then he comes home and takes care of the kids and what little he can get done in the house just so I can have a moment to myself.  Good thing it is a 4-day weekend coming up.  Maybe I'll be able to do something so I don't feel so guilty.  In all actuality it's kind of depressing.  I've had this good thing going in the house with staying on top of everything and this pregnancy has just sidelined me.

Well I think that is all for now.  I'm thinking of just getting a good cry out.