Hospital Fun

Since Friday I have been quite ill. After 5 days of holding nothing down, including water, my doctor sent me to the hopsital yesterday for a little "fill up." They gave me 3 full bags of IV solution, and two syringes full of anti-nausea meds. After a few hours, they brought me some food and watched me eat it, to see if I would hold it down...which I did. Yay!
I learned that there is one advantage to being pregnant when one is dehydrated or feeling sick...you get a free ticket straight into the labor and delivery department, instead of having to sit in the waiting room with any number of diseased persons. The nurses are Johnny on-the-spot, and you get your own little room, as oppossed to having to wait in the ER hall.
We got there at 1:45ish, and I was back at home in my own bed at 8:30, which I found most impressive.
While there, they checked the baby to make sure it was okay. When they got out the little dopplar machine to check the baby's heartbeat, it took a while to find it. The baby was squirming around and wouldn't hold still, so she was basically chasing it across my ever-growing belly. The hearbeat was strong, and as the baby was so squirmy they assured me that all is well. Apparently even if momma is severely dehydrated and sick all the live-long-day, the baby is not affected.

Pregnancy woes

Horray! I am now officially 12 weeks, and we heard the heartbeat yesterday, so we are finally starting to feel excited. The baby seems to be doing fine, growing right along schedule. According to my maternity book, the baby is the size of an apple; according to Bryan's book, the baby now stands the height of "a fine cigar."
As I was so sick the first few months, I lost 10 lbs from all the nausea. I have finally started to feel a little better and my weight has levelled back out. I haven't gained anything, except to gain back the 10lbs I lost. So I now weigh the same I weighed before pregnancy. Apparently any nutrition I take in, the baby gets. Subsequently, I still feel really exhausted most days, and still have a lot of food aversions, but at least the puking has subsided to only a few times a week, as oppossed to several times a day.
My hormones are in full bloom and I've developed a lovely case of acne. I have to keep the tweezers close by for daily facial maintenance.
I've developed a little bubble on my front. Most maternity clothes are still a little too baggy, but regular clothes are way too tight. I spend most days at home in one of Bryan's T-shirts and a pair of sweats, (which is such a nice look.) I bought some maternity jeans at Target yesterday, but am finding the button over the zipper to be annoying and causing discomfort...not sure what I'm going to do about that yet. I was also saddened to discover that even size XL stretchy t-shirts are too clingy to be worn in public. All the maternity shirts fit me like tents, but it seems a tent is what I'll have to contend with soon. I have two button-down shirts that I can still wear without being innapropriate, so I save them for the days I sub, or go the store. I'm told that many women just wear their husband's shirts during this time. The problem is my husband is 6'2", whereas I'm 5'2". So to wear his shirts, I look like a little kid playing dress-up.
I'm not quite sure why it is some folks say that there is nothing more beautiful than a pregnant woman; I just feel nasty.

Storm Watch- 2006

You may have seen on the news that we experienced hurricane-like winds this week. In Gig Harbor the winds "only" made it to 65 mph, but it was strong enough to do some serious damage. Everyone on our street lost a few trees. Luckily the ones we lost were in the creek bed to the side of our house, and subsequently left us unscathed. Our neighbor was not so lucky, and currently has trees inside his house. Aside from losing a wall, he also lost his truck and boat.
Everything on our back patio was moved to a new location in our back yard; our patio table and chairs were in the grass, our car-top carrier was shoved against the fence, and chairs, hoses and other miscellaneous items were strewn all over the place. Luckily I had shoved the BBQ against the wall and it remained in-tact.
We lost power Thursday night and only regained it this am. For fear of being crushed by a giant tree, I "slept" downstairs with the dogs. They spent Thursday night barking at the wind. Every time something would crash into our house, into our neighbors house, or just fly by, they would both freak out. Puck ended up trying to hide behind the piano and Portia squeezed on the couch next to me. The temp in our house got down to 52 degrees yesterday, (it was 30 outside) which is pretty chilly I must admit. Bryan was in LA flew home last night (Friday). His 5:55pm flight did not depart until after 8pm, and he didn't make it home until well after 1am. Our phone lines were also out, so I had no way of getting a hold of him to learn what happened. Needless to say we've had a few sleepless nights.
Thankfully, our neighbors had a wood-burning fireplace so I was able to spend some time with them in their living room before coming back to my own ice box.
Today we're going to Target to stock up on supplies in case this happens again, which could be sooner than later. It turns out we were out of batteries, matches, water and 2 out of our three flashlights were broken. Thankfully our neighbors were better prepared than we, and allowed me to share. I must admit I was shocked to see our emergency supply in such dis-repair, especially since I'm married to an eagle scout. :-)
We're very thankful to have power now, although apprehensive we will keep it. Most places in the area are still w/out power, and many lines are still down around us.
What is winter in the Pacific Northwest without a little weather adventure?

The many faces of Skylend

Christmas in Spokane

Last weekend Bryan and I went to Spokane to celebrate Skylend's 1st birthday as well as Christmas with our Spokane family members.
I can't believe how busy Skylend is! He was of course the main source of entertainment for the duration of the weekend.

Thanksgiving in the living room

It has been a while since I last "blogged." On thanksgiving, our friends Chris and Melissa Scheer and Khris and Marti Downey joined us for dinner. We don't have a dining room, so we had to make do w/ our small table and a card table set up in the living room.

Saying Goodbye to Spooley

I am sad to report that Spooley is no longer with us. After living a long 14 year life traveling the west coast with me, chasing rabbits and other farm critters, Spooley began to fail very quickly. Over the past month she tried to snip at a two small children, and had lost complete control of her bladder. Over the weekend, her snarliness hit a new level and we were spending the whole time cleaning up behind her. We called the vet yesterday morning and they helped us come to the decision that it was time. So today we took her in to be put down. It was much more difficult than either of us anticipated, but we were happy to be able to be with her in her final moments.
I have had Spooley since the end of my 8th grade year; she was nearly 14 years old. Although just a dog, she's been my little dog for half my life, and so losing her has proven a little tougher than I anticipated.

A little cheerio

As you can see from the picture, I am pregnant once again. We had our first ultrasound yesterday and everything is going very well. My levels are all very high, the baby is growing at the right rate, the little heart is pumping strong and fast (147 bpm in fact), and I am enjoying the worst 'bout of nausea I have ever experienced. It has become so yucky in fact that my doctor has now placed me on prescription meds to try to slow down the all-day puking cycles I have been having. They are slightly concerned as I have not gained any weight and have started to show signs of getting a little dehydrated, so now I take a little tablet a few times a day and suck down as much water and popcicles that I can. Today I have yet to puke, so hopefully this stuff will work.
I am two months along, and the due date is July 2.
Please keep "cheerio" in your prayers as we go down this road once again, apprehensive and excited all at once.

"Family" Photos

Bryan returned from his week in Kentucky, all hopped up on southern cookin', speaking with a funny accent. While losing his grandfather was obviously tough, he really enjoyed spending time with family in the home town of both sets of grandparents. He returned with peanut-butter fudge and Univ. of Kentucky apparel.
I will post some pictures tomorrow hopefully.
While he was in in Kentucky, many family members wanted to see pictures of the dogs and myself. He checked the blog and informed me that I have no picture of all our "kids." We will be using one of these pictures for our holiday card, in the meantime, enjoy a sneak preview.

A Rough Week

Bryan's grandfather passed away Friday night. Bryan will be flying to Kentucky tomorrow in the wee hours to attend the funeral and be with his family. Please keep Bry and his family in your thoughts and prayers as they go through the week.
In other news, I've been subbing regularly in the local schools as a band teacher. I subbed for the last 6 days at a middle school, and starting tomorrow I'll be at the high school doing the same thing.