Thursday, October 16, 2014

Baby Shelley: 17 Weeks


17 Weeks

Weight gain: Fluctuating around 1-2 lbs. (My tummy seems to look a lot bigger in that picture than it actually is...but maybe it really is that big, haha. Some shirts make it look super pokey-outy. But I'm also 17.5 weeks in the pic...we couldn't take it earlier because it's been so rainy!)

Maternity clothes: I tried to wear normal jeans at the church retreat with the hair band trick and after doing that all day it started to hurt. So no more of that for me! Maternity all the way. I will definitely be doing a post on the two pairs of maternity jeans I've gotten because I LOVE them. And Stitch Fix has sent me some great maternity clothes, so I can't wait to share about that!

Sleep: Still tired a lot. Now that the baby has grown even more and the doctor ordered me to drink at least 80 oz. of water a day, I'm getting up multiple times in the night for the bathroom. 

Medication: Still on the Zofran and Phenergan around the clock. Tried to test myself a bit by going longer than 6 hours, but learned I definitely can't do that yet.

Gender prediction: Still think it's a girl, but having more doubt. We find out 2 weeks from today!

Food cravings: Still the same things and also grilled cheese sandwiches, Nutty Butty bars, Skittles, pretzels, and fried okra. 

Food aversions: I ate an apple during the retreat so that was successful! Still no Goldfish, no ground beef. I never really know what I'm going to feel about something until it's time to eat it/prepare it. Still difficult to prepare food or even think about what to cook. 

Mood: The past few days, and especially today, I've been SO EMOTIONAL. Usually in a weepy way, but sometimes in a bad way. Today I got super moody and down about some things. The thing is, I KNOW I'm being dramatic but it just won't stop! Sounds so dumb. But I need to work on surrendering those bad moods to the Spirit and having Scripture ready in my mind to whip me back into shape.

Movement: YES! As I'm typing the baby is kicking me/poking me/doing jumping jacks. It's AMAZING. When I was sitting at a meeting at the church retreat I felt the baby move for the first time for SURE, as in there was no doubt in my mind that's what it was. Ever since then it's only gotten stronger. I really think it's had a big growth spurt and that's why I can feel it move so much more all the sudden and have felt sicker/moodier the past couple days. My belly has also been really itchy from growing and stretching. That may be totally off but there's definitely stuff going on in there! It is so cool. Makes me feel so much more attached to the baby and emotionally tied to it. I'll address that in a later post also. :) I keep finding myself wanting to just sit and feel it move, and then I want to tell anyone and everyone, "It's kicking! It just kicked me! Isn't that crazy?!" over and over, haha. I LOVE IT.

Milestones: Feeling it move so much for the first week! It can hear now so I'm trying to pick a song to consistently sing to it. 

Best moments of the week: Having a great time at the church retreat, my sis-in-law & her best friend (who's basically family) choosing a song to always sing to the baby ('Tis So Sweet to Trust in Jesus), spending time with my fam yesterday -- exploring with my mom downtown, eating at Moe's with her, my bro, and my dad, having some fun quality time with Jordan when I returned from the retreat and he took a study break. :)

Jordan quotes: 

"Womb fit"...hahaha. Jordan has been so sweet about talking to the little one and saying hello to it. It'll be so cool when he can start to feel it moving, too!

Verses I've been dwelling on: "But Moses said to the Lord, 'Oh, my Lord, I am not eloquent, either in the past or since you have spoken to your servant, but I am slow of speech and of tongue.' Then the Lord said to him, 'Who has made man's mouth? Who makes him mute, or deaf, or seeing, or blind? Is it not I, the Lord? Now therefore go, and I will be with your mouth and teach you what you shall speak.'" -- Exodus 4:10-12 (studying the life of Moses in BSF)

Ashley

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Baby Shelley: 16 Weeks


16 Weeks

Weight gain: Finally back to pre-pregnancy weight which was confirmed today at the doctor! Hurray for sickness improvement!

Maternity clothes: YES. Love them. Didn't want to sacrifice comfort to keep wearing all normal clothes...I am all about comfort! Also, a fall/winter pregnancy seems to be pretty sweet. Jeans/leggings and a comfy tunic are the way to go!

Sleep: Besides a few nights of fitful tossing and turning, I could sleep all. the. time. Partially because I'm tired, partially due to medication. Starting to use a pillow between my legs to train me to sleep on my side.

Medication: Took out a dosage of Zofran so I don't have to get up in the night and take it. Still definitely reliant on both Zofran and Phenergan. 

Gender prediction: Since the day of finding out I've said that I think it's a girl. We'll see about that whole intuition thing! Good thing we have a bunch of boy names we like and NO girl names...

Food cravings: There have been a few foods that haven't come back up that I've kept returning to -- Bojangles' plain biscuits with sweet tea, Hibachi chicken + veggies, Coke, Wendy's chocolate Frosty, original Pringles, chocolate milk, freezy pops. Recently steak. OHMYWORD STEAK I want it so badly. 

Food aversions: Never thought I'd say this, but I can't do apples or Goldfish. Two of the loves of my life. Let's just say I've had very bad experiences with them and haven't been able to revisit them yet. Can't do hamburgers or anything that is ground beef related. Still difficult for me to prepare food.

Mood: This week I've been much more myself. Jordan and I have been going through The Office again and that has made me cry numerous times. I just love the characters oh so much.

Movement: I thought I felt something a few nights ago as I was going to sleep! It felt different than any other stomach/abdomen feelings. It's hard for me to describe without showing you how it felt, haha. Like a tiny fairy doing jazz hands in my belly. That's the best I can do.

Milestones: Had my 16 week check-up and set the date for finding out the gender! Heard the heartbeat for the second time, and heard some STRONG kicks. That was so cool. Possibly feeling movement. Having my BEST week so far.

Best moments of the week: Getting to finally hang out with the people I love now that I'm feeling better -- going to Jordan's basketball game with his family, hanging out with his cousin Brooke and her boyfriend Garrick, spending time with my friend Carrie (she brought me lunch & flowers!), having a movie night with my parents and brother, visiting Thanks a Latte with one of my best friends Sydney, visiting my Nanny for her birthday with my mom, going to BSF, the doctor's appointment. Hopefully my church retreat trip this weekend will be wonderful too!

Jordan quotes: "Okay, SANTA." -- a sassy response he made to me concerning my belly. I got all kinds of jolly with him real quick.

Verses I've been dwelling on: "The Lord is exalted, for He dwells on high; He will fill Zion with justice and righteousness, and He will be the stability of your times, abundance of salvation, wisdom, and knowledge; the fear of the Lord is Zion's treasure." - Isaiah 33:5-6


Ashley

Thursday, October 2, 2014

Telling My Family & the Attack of Sickness

I thought it would be difficult for me to keep the big secret from people. Wrong-o. I liked it being a secret, just between me and Jordan. For some reason when we tell people I get all embarrassed and weird feeling. I don't know why...maybe it's just because it's a big change? Or it feels like it's asking for attention? Or because it's so surreal that I'm scared to tell? Or it makes it more real? Probably all of the above.



Anyway, none of my feelings on the matter changed the fact that we were forced to tell people due to the violent onslaught of my sickness. 

I was nearing the end of week 5 of the pregnancy. We were with my mom's side of the family at our annual beach vacation reunion at Myrtle Beach when things went awry. One day I was living it up on the beach, eating delicious food, playing Spike Ball, spending time with my beloved cousins, and then the next day I was annihilated by relentless vomiting.

Not nausea. 

Not morning sickness. 

Extreme stomach bug-like misery. Throwing up 20+ times a day horribleness.

It began en route to Moe's with the entire fam. Luckily I was in my parents' car with them and Jordan, which was actually weird now that I think about it that I wasn't with my cousins but I'm glad God worked that little detail out.

After confusing and shocking my parents by getting them to abruptly pull over (I never get car sick) (ps -- it's also quite hard to abruptly do anything in Myrtle Beach traffic), I ran out of the car and threw up immediately. Upon looking up, I realized I was directly beside an outdoor eating area at a restaurant. To the people who were having a nice dinner up until that moment: I am so, so sorry. But I probably didn't even look too out of place because, hey, it was Myrtle Beach.

Jordan helped me and we tried to play it off like we didn't know what happened or why it could've occurred. As soon as we met up with everyone else at Moe's and they had all been informed of the reason for our delay, my cousin Tom gave me an interesting look. Oh no, I thought. He knows.

And he did. Tom is an experienced health professional who has worked EMS and in the ER for years. He saw right through our little lies. He let me know he had liquid Zofran he could inject me with if I needed it (kind of as a joke) but didn't say anything about pregnancy. After I still felt badly the rest of the night and then woke up early with it in full force, I knew I needed help.

Tom came downstairs to our condo that morning and told Jordan, "Look, I think your wife needs to take a test." Jordan then walked him into our room where I was and Tom was officially the first to know our news. He wasn't really surprised besides the fact that no one else in the entire world knew, haha. Bless you, Tom! 

I naively wanted to wait and see if it subsided before resorting to medication. It absolutely did not. I was getting stick every 20-30 minutes consistently. We knew we had to tell the fam before they started to really worry or think I was possibly infecting them all with a terrible bug. 

I honestly cried about this whole thing because I had been dreaming of cute and fun ways to tell them (especially my parents for their first grandchild experience) and doing it this way seemed neither cute nor fun. Jordan thankfully was understanding of this and offered to find a way to make it a little bit fun.

Soooo, Jordan went down to the IGA to get me ginger ale, crackers, and some sort of something to tell my parents with. He came back with a little baby swimmer bottom thing. It was indeed cute. 

We waited for Tom and my aunt to leave the condo so it could be just my parents (my bro was still asleep). My dad was doing some back stretches on the floor and my mom was nearby at the kitchen table. Jordan basically just tossed the swim diaper to my dad and said something like, "We're gonna be needing this next year." 

It took them a second to realize what it was and what it meant. Then they just bear hugged me while tearing up. It's hard for me to remember because I was so sick, but it was sweet and cute and all that. :)

Then we made our way to the other condos in between vomiting sessions to tell the rest of my extended family. Even though it wasn't how we thought it would be, I'm so glad we got to tell them because the next time we would see them the baby would be born! (Lord willing.) We are very close with them even though we only see them once or twice a year. They were so excited. Well. The women were, the guys were just like oh wow, weird. Haha. 

Then dear angel Tom gave me the Zofran, which thankfully was able to be shot down my throat rather than injected. That gave me about five hours of relief so I was able to go on the beach one more time, sleep some, and eat a piece of bread with some ginger ale. Ha.

My very enthusiastic mom, great aunts, and cousin wanted to take a pic in honor of the baby news.



Unfortunately that was the only dosage of Zofran he had, so that night and the next day were absolutely miserable. I couldn't keep a sip of ANYTHING down, I was getting really dehydrated, and we had to make the trip home. That trip was pure misery. It's only a few hours of a drive but we had to pull over 9 or 10 times for me to throw up on the side of the road. I could barely even move or talk. I would grunt and point toward the door when I needed Jordan to pull over. 

When we finally pulled into our driveway I started crying tears of relief (although there weren't many actual tears due to the lack of moisture in my body). Looking back, we probably should have gone straight to the hospital at this point, but if you know me you know how I am -- even going to the doctor for any sickness is the last last resort for me always. I can't even remember the last time I went to the doctor besides my OB-GYN yearly check-up. BUT if you for some reason are reading this and experiencing this PLEASE go to the hospital and get meds and fluids! I knew I had my "I'm pregnant" doctor's appointment in a couple days so I thought I could make it until then.

Another dear angel who is a surgeon friend of ours called in an emergency prescription for Zofran and Phenergan for me. It took a while for Jordan to get it because it wasn't ready. All I remember is laying on the bed staring at the Google Chromecast screen on our tv at the pretty screensaver pictures, praying and willing each minute on the clock to pass so he could be home. Oh, and also **TMI alert** throwing up blood at this point.

Jordan returned and was quite scared of my kind of delirious demeanor and blood-puking state, so he prayed and prayed the medicine would work quickly. It thankfully knocked me out so I could sleep and drink a little bit of Gatorade. Jordan would wake me up to drink some Gatorade but I don't even remember that.

The next week was spent gradually getting liquids and some food into my system while trying to recover, thanks to the glorious medications. Of course I would prefer not to be on them, but at my doctor's appointment that week they confirmed that I needed both if I wanted to be able to get any nutrients at all. I was introduced to the term hyperemesis gravidarum (aka HG...if that sounds familiar you've probably heard it about Kate Middleton. Jordan thinks I should write her a letter and become bff's. I agree.) They also confirmed that I'm pregnant. Ha.

My mom and my amazing husband helped me constantly during this time. This was definitely love in action as I could do nothing for myself and I was a disgusting mess. Again, if you are in this situation please go to the hospital. Thankfully I was alright but it was due to these factors: medication in the nick of time, not having to work that week at all so I could sleep TONS, my mom/Jordan being able to be my nurses, and the lack of any existing children/major responsibilities at that time. Oh and by the grace of the Lord of course!

Seriously, His timing is amazing. If I had experienced this earlier in the year I would have had to miss many things that I had committed to. Which, of course, would have been worth it for the baby, but the end of the summer was a good time for me to be out of commission. Also Jordan had started studying every day for his upcoming engineering test, so he had already planned to be home when he wasn't working.

I'll tell more about how the sickness has gone in my first trimester post, and also about how we told Jordan's side of the family and friends. 

Please take this info as just a record of how things have gone, NOT as complaining. I am alright, the baby is growing, and the Lord has been completely faithful through good and bad. I can make a whole list of positives from all this, and I probably will. :)

Thank you for the sweet comments! I'm excited to be back into blogging!
Ashley

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Finding Out the Big News



It all started at camp. Okay, no it didn't START start then, haha, but the SYMPTOMS started then. So for those of you who were at camp with me, yes, I was pregnant then and didn't know it yet. I'll use subconscious motherly instinct as my excuse for not doing the rappelling or the high elements at all. :) 

I began feeling weird pretty much as early as possible in the pregnancy. Toward the end of the week I was feeling ultra tired, weak, and feverish. I thought I had just overdone it and that it could be from a lack or sleep and lots of physical activity. Jordan agreed. (We were working together at camp which was absolutely wonderful.)

I knew pregnancy was a possibility, but according to my app tracker thing I thought we probably missed the window of time that it could happen due to camp. I have always kept track of cycles since I've had a smart phone (which I totally recommend -- it is sooo easy. I'll go over helpful apps in another post). Our marriage life was just happening as usual without any changes, so we weren't scheduling or doing anything differently (besides not preventing). 

The day after we got home we went to church, ate lunch at my Grandma's, and I was still feeling off. I didn't even do the nursery that day because I was afraid I had something contagious due to my fever. After we left lunch I decided to stop by the dollar store to get a few tests. I knew it was a possibility, but I truly thought I was just feeling bad because of camp, which is pretty normal for me. And it was about that time of the month anyway, so I thought that may have something to do with it. I tried not to read too much into it, but wanted to ease my mind. (By the way, $1 tests worked great for me. I recommend them!)

We arrived home and my consumption of Grandma's sweet tea aided in my test administration. I sat there and used the dropper (if you've taken a dollar store test you know what I mean), and as soon as the test line appeared -- BAM -- a second one did too. I was like...wait. What?? Is that supposed to happen? Did I do it right? I thought I was supposed to wait a few minutes? But there it was, clear as day. 

After I sat there staring at it for a minute or two, I walked downstairs to show Jordan. He was sitting at the kitchen bar watching the World Cup on his laptop. He immediately read the look on my face and then looked at the test. We didn't say much, honestly, just hugged and prayed and hugged and prayed. It's a very surreal and strange feeling. I almost felt shy to show him, haha. 

We were cautiously excited. We hung out in disbelief that night just talking, dreaming, and figuring out when it would be born. We decided not to tell anyone until after the first doctor's appointment at least, not wanting to hype our parents up before knowing if every thing seemed a-okay. HA. That changed. But that's another story. 

I think I took another test the next day just to confirm. And then I took one again that Thursday on my birthday. I remember thinking that if the line was faint or gone that time then it could possibly be the worst birthday ever, but I just HAD to do it again that day to see if it was progressing. It was! After that third test I don't think the second line could have gotten any darker. 

I definitely didn't have to take any tests after that to make sure I was really pregnant, because the sickness hit in full force the next week. That will be my next story, so stay tuned!
Ashley

We're having a BABY!

We are so thankful to announce that we are expecting a baby in March of 2015!


It's been a tough journey so far, but I'm grateful for a growing baby and for the Lord's perfect timing. We are feeling many different things -- excited, overwhelmed, scared, nervous, weirded out, happy, giddy, scared (did I say that one?), etc.

There is lots to share and I hope to be getting back into blogging, although I don't want pregnancy to take it over completely! This will still focus on life as follower of Christ and a wife first. That won't be changing. :) BUT there will be quite a few pregnancy related posts as I catch up on what's been going on, and then I'll do regular updates as I transition back into normal writing. 

Thank you for all your kind words, support, and encouragement on Facebook and Instagram, they have been so sweet and uplifting! We are so appreciative. All glory and thanks be to God for this precious gift.

Ashley
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