Well, for about a week now, She's begun to move.
Yup, minion now has a definite sex, it's a little she-minion!
I personally did not care if it was boy or girl, or if it had a limb or four missing. At this point in my life, what I want for this child is that she is healthy, is smart. Ten years back I would of probably taken care of this pregnancy had I known something was wrong with them physically since we do have Down Syndrome in the family and I've seen how hard it has been for my uncle(Who has it) and for the family.
But, growing up, maturing, and finding my Faith grow in God more over the last few years, I've come to realize, things happen for a reason, and if this child was meant to be challenged, well, It just meant we can deal with it, would and things would be fine with time. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
Jacques though, he is ecstatic to know it's a little she. I can see already she's going to have him wrapped around her little finger and she's going to be daddy' girl. I find that adorable, and to see your Spouse' enjoyement of the whole experience is probably the most worth it thing ever.
I had gone to bed early, woke at 2am, wide awake, unable to sleep. 4AM came by, I forced myself to go to bed, lay down, relax, breathe. Which I did, and then, out of the blue, this *bump* was felt right under my left hand. So of course, here I am, 4:30am, cackling and laughing, half in tears and then bumps she goes again. So I try and wake him up so he can feel it, that didn't happen. And I didn't get to sleep until 6am.
The next day he got to feel her after dinner time, and since then, he constantly rubs my belly (Which, if you ask me, has just changed shape a bit, but I still look like a 'big woman') Maybe I should put pictures up to show other 'Fat-astic' ladies out there who are expecting or want to be, see how your body does change as you go.
Well, she's moving in there, mostly in the evenings and night, probably like many other women. lol
My sister is 2 months ahead of me in her pregnancy, and oh boy it's amazing to see the difference of two months! She's got a big bulging belly and you can see that little squirt move around. fascinating thing. Granted, it reminds me to much of the movie Prometheus and kind of freaks me a little inside. :-/
Anyway, the movement does make it feel more concrete now, that yes, there is something in there growing, and that in about 3 months, We'll see a little perfect being coming out from there.
Monday, July 8, 2013
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
Oopa Loompa, I'll eat you and spit you out! Sugar Rant
Well, since it's been 24 weeks this little minion has been incubating in my belly, and that I've not done a cool recording of what happens and what not happens while pregnant, well here is a list!
Of course, if you've been reading my other stuff, you'll notice I, do have a sense of humour, granted sometimes a bit crass, or you will want to face palm yourself , or simply laugh a good one. Good! It's meant to be...partly informative, partly traumatizing, partly, amusing!
So, All is fine up to now. Little fine tuning to be constantly made with my Blood glucose, since it doesn't want to cooperate as much as we'd like. But, that's what eating carbs does.
Yay Carbohydrates. You little sneaky moffos. Everything you're body craves for while pregnant? Well most everything you crave for since I've had moments of intense craving for salads too.
But Carbs. Fricken in everything. Junk Food? Yeah, Carbohydrate heaven! or Hell. Depends on how you see it!
Since I am a big woman, And Diabetes runs in my family like blood in our veins, well my body has begun the kind process of being insulin resistant. See, a Government Resistance is good! A overlord resistance is also, a Tyrant Resistance too! But Insulin resistance? Hmm nah, not so good a thing.
That just means what carbs you eat, all that fine yummy sugar, goes right to that baby giving it it's first true sugar buzz of it's life!
Meaning, the minion grows bigger, and bigger than it should, where delivery complications can happen.
Mine you, you don't have to be Fat-astic to have this Gestational Diabetes Gig. I know pleeeennnty of women who are 'normal to thin rail' sizes and who had it too.
I personally think it's because our bodies float in these Additives we got in our foods like fructose, corn Syrup, Which is in like everything, look on your food labels when at the store! It's everywhere, our bodies were not made to process so much sugar and eventually you Pancreas goes..
"Fudge this Bitch, I'm taking a vacation! It might be temporary, it might be permanent, but until you smarten up, I'm on a Fricken strike! Mexico Bitches!!!"
So see, it's not so fun.
I could of gotten away with Metformin, which is a little pill you swallow that helps your body process these sugary yummies. But, some people, like 8% or so, react not to well to them...Guess who's in that percentage!...*JUMPS UP AND DOWN HOLDING HER HAND UP*ME ME ME ME ME!!!
So, my yummy smelling GYN put me on insulin right up. Don't be afraid ladies of the needles. It isn't that bad as you'd think. really. Just hold it in, don't pull back ...Not like you got in this situation by your partner pulling back....
And inject.
It does help. But honestly, at my levels of resistance, if I remotely had enough self control, I am pretty sure I could manage mostly without insulin and just diet and exercisse through it.
Sadly, my fasting numbers are slightly higher than what the doctor wishes so, Insulin stays.
Also, big babies seem to run in my family on this generation. See, my grandmother gave birth to my mother who was, 13 pounds o.O Holy lord. And my mother is NOT a tall big woman like I am! hells no! She's been average/petite most of her life!
Then my sister. Oh Gosh....My sister had her first son over 3 and half years ago... 12.9 pounds of sugary pink chubbiness! Poor thing, her numbers were low like mine but they figured it was 'okay'. In the end, not that okay since now, in her 2nd pregnancy, she has to take insulin and her chances of staying on insulin afterwards are very high. All because the staff were being 'slack'.
So with me, well, the doctor wants to make sure that will not happen. It is a worrisome progress since all you tend to think is 'if I cant get these sugars under control, will baby be big too, will it have troubles. What can happen to me'. I mean a shit load of things can and will go in your mind if you are in this situation.
Don't stress. It makes it worse. In my case, it does this.
I see high numbers, I stress, I feel troubled, I eat junk to help feel better. The Junk Brings the blood sugars up, numbers get high again, you feel horrible, and eat junk again to feel better.
It's a vicious cycle.
The kind of Cycle most over weight person will have I bet. We eat, to compensate our emotions, or to fill in something, to make yourself feel better due to a situation. you need to eat, you eat wrong things, feel bad, then need a picker upper, so eat more junk. See? Horrible Horrible. It's worse than Drugs.
Because your body, for a while after detox, you will not need the drug. It's chemicals, not meant to be there. The desire is in your head.
Food? You NEED Food to survive. You're body needs the fuel, the energy it produces. Worse is good foods, the Wholesome foods our grandparents use to eat out of their gardens? Well it's more expensive than going to a Burger joint and get a Burger under 2$. And the burger is already made, so easy access and easy to go.
Today's world, we are all about 'fast fast and faster'. Cooking a healthy meal has jumped in the back seat to many things. But it's starting to come back I think I hope.
Because I don't want this lifestyle for my kid, so this week, I have been trying to jump in gear and be more careful. Make homemade meals, even if some meals are store bought, to at least add a salad, Read the labels so your carbs are lower. Eat Protein, eat the healthy fats to fill you up.
And talk. Talk about how you are feeling. take your phone, call, go see a friend, or blog it even. vent it out!
Gosh, now that I read what I've just written, I guess I won't be making a list of things about pregnancy. I guess this turned out into a Sugar eating rant!LOL
Adios Amigos!
Of course, if you've been reading my other stuff, you'll notice I, do have a sense of humour, granted sometimes a bit crass, or you will want to face palm yourself , or simply laugh a good one. Good! It's meant to be...partly informative, partly traumatizing, partly, amusing!
So, All is fine up to now. Little fine tuning to be constantly made with my Blood glucose, since it doesn't want to cooperate as much as we'd like. But, that's what eating carbs does.
Yay Carbohydrates. You little sneaky moffos. Everything you're body craves for while pregnant? Well most everything you crave for since I've had moments of intense craving for salads too.
But Carbs. Fricken in everything. Junk Food? Yeah, Carbohydrate heaven! or Hell. Depends on how you see it!
Since I am a big woman, And Diabetes runs in my family like blood in our veins, well my body has begun the kind process of being insulin resistant. See, a Government Resistance is good! A overlord resistance is also, a Tyrant Resistance too! But Insulin resistance? Hmm nah, not so good a thing.
That just means what carbs you eat, all that fine yummy sugar, goes right to that baby giving it it's first true sugar buzz of it's life!
Meaning, the minion grows bigger, and bigger than it should, where delivery complications can happen.
Mine you, you don't have to be Fat-astic to have this Gestational Diabetes Gig. I know pleeeennnty of women who are 'normal to thin rail' sizes and who had it too.
I personally think it's because our bodies float in these Additives we got in our foods like fructose, corn Syrup, Which is in like everything, look on your food labels when at the store! It's everywhere, our bodies were not made to process so much sugar and eventually you Pancreas goes..
"Fudge this Bitch, I'm taking a vacation! It might be temporary, it might be permanent, but until you smarten up, I'm on a Fricken strike! Mexico Bitches!!!"
So see, it's not so fun.
I could of gotten away with Metformin, which is a little pill you swallow that helps your body process these sugary yummies. But, some people, like 8% or so, react not to well to them...Guess who's in that percentage!...*JUMPS UP AND DOWN HOLDING HER HAND UP*ME ME ME ME ME!!!
So, my yummy smelling GYN put me on insulin right up. Don't be afraid ladies of the needles. It isn't that bad as you'd think. really. Just hold it in, don't pull back ...Not like you got in this situation by your partner pulling back....
And inject.
It does help. But honestly, at my levels of resistance, if I remotely had enough self control, I am pretty sure I could manage mostly without insulin and just diet and exercisse through it.
Sadly, my fasting numbers are slightly higher than what the doctor wishes so, Insulin stays.
Also, big babies seem to run in my family on this generation. See, my grandmother gave birth to my mother who was, 13 pounds o.O Holy lord. And my mother is NOT a tall big woman like I am! hells no! She's been average/petite most of her life!
Then my sister. Oh Gosh....My sister had her first son over 3 and half years ago... 12.9 pounds of sugary pink chubbiness! Poor thing, her numbers were low like mine but they figured it was 'okay'. In the end, not that okay since now, in her 2nd pregnancy, she has to take insulin and her chances of staying on insulin afterwards are very high. All because the staff were being 'slack'.
So with me, well, the doctor wants to make sure that will not happen. It is a worrisome progress since all you tend to think is 'if I cant get these sugars under control, will baby be big too, will it have troubles. What can happen to me'. I mean a shit load of things can and will go in your mind if you are in this situation.
Don't stress. It makes it worse. In my case, it does this.
I see high numbers, I stress, I feel troubled, I eat junk to help feel better. The Junk Brings the blood sugars up, numbers get high again, you feel horrible, and eat junk again to feel better.
It's a vicious cycle.
The kind of Cycle most over weight person will have I bet. We eat, to compensate our emotions, or to fill in something, to make yourself feel better due to a situation. you need to eat, you eat wrong things, feel bad, then need a picker upper, so eat more junk. See? Horrible Horrible. It's worse than Drugs.
Because your body, for a while after detox, you will not need the drug. It's chemicals, not meant to be there. The desire is in your head.
Food? You NEED Food to survive. You're body needs the fuel, the energy it produces. Worse is good foods, the Wholesome foods our grandparents use to eat out of their gardens? Well it's more expensive than going to a Burger joint and get a Burger under 2$. And the burger is already made, so easy access and easy to go.
Today's world, we are all about 'fast fast and faster'. Cooking a healthy meal has jumped in the back seat to many things. But it's starting to come back I think I hope.
Because I don't want this lifestyle for my kid, so this week, I have been trying to jump in gear and be more careful. Make homemade meals, even if some meals are store bought, to at least add a salad, Read the labels so your carbs are lower. Eat Protein, eat the healthy fats to fill you up.
And talk. Talk about how you are feeling. take your phone, call, go see a friend, or blog it even. vent it out!
Gosh, now that I read what I've just written, I guess I won't be making a list of things about pregnancy. I guess this turned out into a Sugar eating rant!LOL
Adios Amigos!
Hey! Look, I have a brain! wait, no, that's a blog!
Ha! been a while since i wrote hasn't it.
Gosh, if it wasn't for The better half(My Husband), I would of utterly, totally had forgotten about the blog thing.
it's sad, since I used to love to write so much. Not Journal style but, Story wise. For years I can't seem to muster an inkling of an idea or put words together to make sense for stories that used to drown my head.
Anyway, he mentioned it, and mentioned it, kept saying he enjoyed reading what I had posted and should do more. Well, here we are. Trying to push about the cotton balls that form my brain and write for you guys & gals who could potentially be reading this blog.
So, as of today, I am 24 Weeks and a half in the pregnancy. Wow, that's almost 2/3 of the way.
Lots has happened since I've last written about it.
I guess this blog is all about being pregnant right now isn't it. After all, it isn't called Fat-astic & pregnant for nothing.
I have quite a few friends who are at the moment trying to conceive, wanting to conceive *again* or simply have the strong desire to be a parent but cannot due to certain circumstances in their lives.
As happy as I am for myself about waiting for our first child, I always have these people in the back of my mind & heart.
I ache for them. Because I've wanted it for so long myself, I know, at least, what part of their pain is.
It's hard to watch those around you expecting, raising a family, or sometimes, terminating a pregnancy due to certain circumstances in their lives that make it to hard for them to bring another life in this world. What ever the reason is, it still can be hard for women, or men, who have all this love to give to this little human being and be unable to have 'one of your own'.
I try not to rub it in their faces, try not to bring it in conversations they are in, because I know, by experience it doesn't always make you feel good inside. You start to feel resentment, hate for those that suddenly announce they are expecting. Even if they are close friends, acquaintances, and even family members. You keep asking yourself, and God 'why them, why not me', keep questioning everything, letting this bitterness take over, even if part of you *IS* happy for them, it's the negative feelings that pushes everything away and takes over.
Many are so overwhelmed by the hormones, emotions of expecting, that they don't care what they say to who or what, they just seem to do so. They are happy, so they think every one around them are going to be super happy for them too and will share their thoughts and sentiments about it all.
It's like, being extremely diabetic, and some one putting before you this yummy scrumptious piece of dessert in your face, and they rant on how it tastes so good! how the texture mixes so well together, how moist it is BUT you can't have any or you'll like go in a coma or something.
Yeah, you feel rotten after a while.
So for those expecting, keep in mind if you have a friend, who has been trying for a while, or wished they could be a parent so they can love their own little chubba, perhaps have a small talk with them. Ask them how they are doing, make it about them for a while and not yourself all the time. Depending how close you are, how open your relationship is, ask them if there are subjects or something they would like you to skip when around them. Or perhaps, something they would like to be part of too.
Either way, having a child isn't just your life but those around you too. Some will gain, some will loose. Gaining a new family member, sometimes loosing a good friend who you loved to hang out with or play Games with but now, can't devote more time to you because they have this child in their life. Either way, be happy, but also be careful of what you say. The world doesn't revolve around one person, but around us all.
Okay, I guess I have a lot to write about today. Look at that.
So back to the 'me' segment.
So having a child is well, one of the most natural and oldest thing in the world.
Women have done it before, way way waaayyy before, and will keep on doing it for quite a while to come...Unless every one goes infertile due to some super Conspiracy type of horror...Okay let's not get into that!
Anyhoo.
I do have lots more to say but, for now, I think I'm done. Perhaps later I'll write more. but I do need to get back into it. Have a great day every one!
it's sad, since I used to love to write so much. Not Journal style but, Story wise. For years I can't seem to muster an inkling of an idea or put words together to make sense for stories that used to drown my head.
Anyway, he mentioned it, and mentioned it, kept saying he enjoyed reading what I had posted and should do more. Well, here we are. Trying to push about the cotton balls that form my brain and write for you guys & gals who could potentially be reading this blog.
So, as of today, I am 24 Weeks and a half in the pregnancy. Wow, that's almost 2/3 of the way.
Lots has happened since I've last written about it.
I guess this blog is all about being pregnant right now isn't it. After all, it isn't called Fat-astic & pregnant for nothing.
I have quite a few friends who are at the moment trying to conceive, wanting to conceive *again* or simply have the strong desire to be a parent but cannot due to certain circumstances in their lives.
As happy as I am for myself about waiting for our first child, I always have these people in the back of my mind & heart.
I ache for them. Because I've wanted it for so long myself, I know, at least, what part of their pain is.
It's hard to watch those around you expecting, raising a family, or sometimes, terminating a pregnancy due to certain circumstances in their lives that make it to hard for them to bring another life in this world. What ever the reason is, it still can be hard for women, or men, who have all this love to give to this little human being and be unable to have 'one of your own'.
I try not to rub it in their faces, try not to bring it in conversations they are in, because I know, by experience it doesn't always make you feel good inside. You start to feel resentment, hate for those that suddenly announce they are expecting. Even if they are close friends, acquaintances, and even family members. You keep asking yourself, and God 'why them, why not me', keep questioning everything, letting this bitterness take over, even if part of you *IS* happy for them, it's the negative feelings that pushes everything away and takes over.
Many are so overwhelmed by the hormones, emotions of expecting, that they don't care what they say to who or what, they just seem to do so. They are happy, so they think every one around them are going to be super happy for them too and will share their thoughts and sentiments about it all.
It's like, being extremely diabetic, and some one putting before you this yummy scrumptious piece of dessert in your face, and they rant on how it tastes so good! how the texture mixes so well together, how moist it is BUT you can't have any or you'll like go in a coma or something.
Yeah, you feel rotten after a while.
So for those expecting, keep in mind if you have a friend, who has been trying for a while, or wished they could be a parent so they can love their own little chubba, perhaps have a small talk with them. Ask them how they are doing, make it about them for a while and not yourself all the time. Depending how close you are, how open your relationship is, ask them if there are subjects or something they would like you to skip when around them. Or perhaps, something they would like to be part of too.
Either way, having a child isn't just your life but those around you too. Some will gain, some will loose. Gaining a new family member, sometimes loosing a good friend who you loved to hang out with or play Games with but now, can't devote more time to you because they have this child in their life. Either way, be happy, but also be careful of what you say. The world doesn't revolve around one person, but around us all.
Okay, I guess I have a lot to write about today. Look at that.
So back to the 'me' segment.
So having a child is well, one of the most natural and oldest thing in the world.
Women have done it before, way way waaayyy before, and will keep on doing it for quite a while to come...Unless every one goes infertile due to some super Conspiracy type of horror...Okay let's not get into that!
Anyhoo.
I do have lots more to say but, for now, I think I'm done. Perhaps later I'll write more. but I do need to get back into it. Have a great day every one!
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