Oxygen would be nice

I'm doing alright, but this bronchitis is kicking my ass. I'd be so happy if I could sleep through the night and take a good, deep breath. I've got a call into the doctor, so hopefully he can provide some relief somehow.

One of the bad things about having bronchitis and being pregnant is that every time I cough, I pee. I'm tired of peeing on myself. I try to empty my bladder often, but serious- I took care of business 7 minutes ago, coughed and now have to change my pants....again. I may start wearing Depends or something. wth?

Classes are going well. I've got a lot of really outgoing students, so it should be a pretty energetic semester.

Yup- that's it. Posting more often is fun, eh?

I amaze myself sometimes!

Look at me posting two days in a row. Amazing stuff, eh?

Not too much going on around here. One of Mark's employees came over this morning to install some surround sound speakers in the ceiling. It's almost 5 hours later and the poor soul is still here working away. I've locked myself in the bedroom to avoid the dust and whatnot that comes with cutting up the ceiling. Shi-Thead is in here with me- although he's sitting by the bedroom door pacing and whining.

I've caught up on my Office watching, which is pretty cool. Thursday nights get pretty busy around here with tv watching, so I've resorted to watching The Office online.

I told y'all- nothing going on around here today. Classes begin tomorrow, and I'm SO not ready. I finally finished my syllabi, student information sheet and the infamous Grade Sheet (it's a list of all their assignments for the semester and allows space for the student to record due date and grade earned). I still need to do my course schedules; I always have trouble with those. I managed to get my Mississippi online course up and ready to go, so I rewarded myself with a brownie from Chick-fil-a. Yumm-o! Yeah, I know you're not supposed to reward yourself with food, but considering I've LOST about 15 pounds since I got knocked up, I think the brownie will be okay. (On a total side note: Did you know the "Chick-fil-a Sauce" is a whopping 13 grams of fat per tiny container? Yeah, I opted for the bbq sauce which is 0 grams of fat.)

Okay, ramblings are through-- see what happens when I post daily?!? lol

Okay, seriously...

why do I find it so difficult to post regularly? December 26th? That was, what- three weeks ago? Good grief!

So, in my last post, I said I was feeling better- yeah, well, that was true until this week. The bronchitis has come back (or maybe never went away). My OB (who I adore) wrote me a prescription for some antibiotics, and I feel alright as long as I sit still and stay unproductive. In spite of the respiratory crap, I feel alright. Peanut is still picky about some foods, but I'm able to endure almost anything. I still need my naps, but they don't seem to be as long as they used to.

Let me backtrack:

Dec. 28-30: Trip to Fredericksburg, Tx for a friend's wedding-- this was lots of fun. Somehow they all found out I'm pregnant, so my mysterious napping and avoiding of the wine was quite the topic of conversation. Mark and I stayed at the winery where he proposed- it was a great surprise.

Dec. 31- First appointment with the new OB. He's a freakin' riot! My RE referred me to this guy because he thought our personalities would match-- he was right on! OB tried to let us hear the heartbeat, but at just 9 weeks, it was sill a bit early. He felt my uterus though and said "yup- you've got something in there." Uh, okay-- that was reassuring. They did lots of blood work, a pap, breast exam, etc. Mark sure enjoyed observing all of that.

New Years- yeah, I was in bed by 9pm. Mark woke me at 12 and said "Happy New Year," gave me a kiss on the forehead and walked out of the room to where my parents were chilling. We're a wild and crazy pair, I tell ya!

Jan. 7- We closed on our new house! The moment was really less climatic than I expected, but we were happy (and ready) to move out of mom and dad's casa.

Jan. 12- I went back to work and the menfolk (Mark, dad, brother) moved us into the new house. We managed to get the bed put together and stayed the night in our home. It was really nice to wake up to OUR place. Of course, I had to run by the parents' to get something to wear to work because clothes are semi-important.

Jan. 16- Second appointment with the OB who apologized for being "stupid" since he "delivered 2 babies the previous night and had one more brewing." He was really pleased. I was 11 weeks, 3 days at the appointment. Sonogram looked good. Peanut was all wadded up in one side of my uterus. Heard the heartbeat, which was super cool-- 173bpm. OB says we should expect peanut in early August (the 4th), which works well since classes begin at the end of August. I can go in to teach classes but have modified office hours the first few weeks of classes. Mom will watch Peanut for a while...at least the first semester of school.

So, yeah, I guess that brings us up to speed. We still have a lot of stuff at mom and dad's, but have managed to get everything out of storage. I don't live well in chaos, so I'm looking forward to getting things put where they belong. Mom took care of the kitchen for me, so that's real progress.

Now that school is back in session, and I'll be at a computer each day, maybe I can update more regularly...

Forgive me bloggers,

for I have sinned. It has been 21 days since my last post.

All is well, dear friends-- life has just been a bit busy. I'm FINALLY over all my sickness. This, after nearly 6 weeks of doctor's visits, numerous rounds of antibiotics, steroids, and a visit to the ER. Yeah, exciting stuff. But, like I said, I'm feeling well now. I started with a stomach bug, got bronchitis then added tonsillitis, sinusitis and an ear infection to the mix. Fun!

In any case, I'm now 9 weeks along, and things appear to be progressing nicely. I finally had my first case of morning sickness (albeit at night) about a week ago. I've only lost my dinner 3 times and have had 2 random experiences with the nausea. We got to see pictures of Peanut at our last visit with the fertility specialist. We were also able to see the heartbeat, so that made me feel a bit better about this situation.

Today is the final walk through of our new house. We are expecting to close next Wednesday (NYE) and then have our first OB appointment that afternoon. So, looks like we'll end 2008 with a bunch of exciting stuff. We have no plans for New Years, and I'm a-okay with that.

So, yeah, despite the hormonal ups and downs, life is good.....I need to catch up with y'all now!

Steroids and Mexican...

Well, the doctor's nurse said not to use the steroid inhaler because it's a Class C drug. She said if it was an emergency, once-in-a-while use thing, it would be okay, but I shouldn't take it every day. Well, this inhaler only works when you take it daily. So, I'll stick with the albuterol, stay on the Robitussin and just try to take it easy. I'm heading back to San Antonio for a conference tomorrow, so that means a lot of walking. I'll just have to listen to my body and take my time. I feel better though, so that's a good thing. If I'm still feeling some difficulty breathing next week, however, I'll talk with my doctor at the ultrasound.

Speaking of, if everything looks good at the ultrasound next Thursday, my RE will be releasing me to a normal OB. I'm kinda sad about this, as I've really grown to love my RE's office even though I've only been going there since October.

Now, the Mexican....two things, really. The Mexicans who are building our house are doing a FABULOUS job, and they're so nice. We don't much, of course, because I don't speek their language. But I said "thank you" to them last night, and their little faces just beamed. I was tempted to say "gracias" but was afraid they'd think I spoke the language.

Second Mexican thing-- if I'm having cravings, that's it. We're having fajitas for our work Christmas party, and I swear I'm drooling just thinking about it. And then, I'll be in San Antonio for 4 days, and you know that's all I'm going to eat. Peanut might look like Arnold Schwartznager, but it will say "I'll be back" with a Spanish flair!

Betas are in

Well, results from the blood work look good. I'm at 5849 or something like that. I go in next Thursday for my first ultrasound, and I'm super stoked.

In other news, I wound up in the ER last night. I just can't seem to kick this bronchitis crap, and since I was having difficulty breathing, I decided it was smart to go in and get checked out. A few hours later, we left....had an albuterol treatment and a steroid shot. The doctor then prescribed me a steroid inhaler. I'm waiting to get that prescription filled after I speak with my RE. I'm so concerned about our little Peanut. I'm afraid he/she will be born with a full chest of hair (thanks to the two doses of steroids) or maybe three arms. BLEH!

I'm feisty!

I don't know what my deal is lately, but I have absolutely zero patience. This isn't the greatest trait to have at the end of a semester when students are coming up with all sorts of random excuses for not submitting assignments or being prepared for class. I'm at my wits end.

To add insult to injury, I had to go to the RE this morning for more blood work. When the nurse made the appointment, she wanted to do it at 8:45. I reminded her that I teach a class at 10am and the office is about 45 minutes away from work. She said, "No problem. Just come in at 8." Okay, so I wake up early, get dressed and walk into the doctor's office at 8:05am. I sat there until 9:15am watching ladies come and go while I just sat there. I knew they only had one gal doing blood work and the other was doing ultrasounds, but I watched several gals who came in after me leave with puncture wounds. I finally asked the gal at the desk when I should be expected to go, and she said "Why are you still here? I gave them your chart a long time ago." GRRR! Within 5 minutes, I was called back, and by 9:30, I was leaving the office. Uh, yeah, do the math- I was late to teach my class. Now that's what I call professional!

*sigh* So now I wait for the results of my blood work. I'm praying for good numbers!