20 Weeks Pregnant

So we are officially half-baked (plus 1 day). 20 more weeks and we will have a baby, Lord willing! Give or take, I'm sure. But we're shooting for January 14th. :)


















I feel like it's much bigger than that sometimes! Can't imagine how it will be in a few more months! Eek!

my continual amazement and joy

There have been many days so far during this pregnancy where I have felt terrible. Nauseated, throwing up, sore, just all around sick. I'll admit that pregnancy isn't always a cake walk. It isn't always something that makes you feel like it's the greatest experience of your life (though looking back over the past nearly 20 weeks, it is). I'll admit that it bothered me in the beginning, feeling sick all the time, and crying all the time (that being said, I would never in my life say that these would be good reasons to support abortion... so what if I have to endure this for 40 weeks? Why should my discomfort give me the freedom to choose whether or not a child is allowed the right to live?).

Now... even now I have my sick days. I have days where I can barely move without hurting in some way or form. But at the end of the day, when I'm laying in bed waiting to fall asleep and I feel those little kicks and nudges bumping against my hand... I don't care anymore. It doesn't bother me. Give me 142 more days of being sick or sore... I don't care as long as I can feel that life in there. There is a baby in there and feeling the movement... it's amazing. I love it. I love the baby. I love knowing the baby is in there, moving, growing. Living.

I wish I could share it with everyone. I wish Carl could feel every kick that I feel, every movement. Sometimes he can, sometimes he can't. But I wish he could feel it all the time when I do. I wish my mom could, I wish everyone could. It's amazing. And I guess I count it a very special sort of bond between us because usually I am the only one who can feel it, and I do announce it to others and tell them about it because I am so amazed by it... but sometimes I feel like it's a sort of secret between us because nobody else feels it when I do the way I do.

For those mothers who decided that they had a choice in whether or not their child was allowed the right to live... and murdered the baby before it could even get to this point, big enough and strong enough to be able to be felt... to let it's presence be known... they're missing out. And the ones who have later abortions after feeling the baby kicking and moving... I honestly don't get it.

But the good news is (and this is the only good news about abortion) that the innocent soul of the precious babies who never had or will have the chance to live... they will be in heaven.

I can feel our baby moving around right now.

I'm still amazed.

baby update... & other stuff!

Ugh, my arm looks gross.

They took blood (yet again) at the doctor's office Thursday, and not only did my arm hurt the rest of the day, but now... ew. It just looks nasty. Bruised. I'm gonna have to slap another bandaid on that sucker so I don't have to look at it anymore. Other than that, the doctor's office went ohkay, I guess. We waited about an hour in the examination room for the doctor to come in, measure me, listen to the baby's heartbeat, and leave. An hour for two minutes of attention. Oh well, we're not paying for the visits, so I guess we should be grateful that we were there in the first place and that the baby is getting the attention it needs!

As of yet we still do not know what the gender is. Mom still thinks that it is a girl, so I've gotten used to calling it a "her". We don't know when we'll be finding out, but if they go by the sheet they gave me in the beginning, it should be around 24 weeks with the next ultrasound. That would be around September 24th. I guess we will find out at our next doctor's visit, which is Sept. 11th.

The past couple of weeks have been exciting because 1) I finally felt the baby moving around, and then full-on nudging/kicking/punching, 2) Carl was able to feel the baby kicking or whatever as well, 3) Mom was able to feel her a bit too, 4) bedtime stories have commenced (after which the baby kicks around some... I wonder if s/he likes to hear us talk/laugh?), 5) Monday was our 1st year anniversary (thanks to all who wished us a happy one! it surely was!)!!

I've been feeling fine lately, a few days I have off days, such as yesterday, due to a lot of stretching I'm sure! A pair of my maternity pants is already feeling tight on me, how about that!!?

Last week Brittany had her c-section! Baby Samuel made it safely into this world, for which I am sure we are all so very thankful for! If baby Alethia doesn't come sooner, Autumn will be induced the 19th! I am so excited for my friends in Memphis and only wish I could be there to welcome the babies into the world.

Next weekend Carl and I will be traveling to Byron, Georgia for a tryout, so please remember to keep us in your prayers! Perhaps this is the place for us, who knows but God?? ;D We are very hopeful, though, and excited to have this tryout! We've been waiting a while to hear from folks in the area, so it's nice to have this going for us!

Anyway, just wanted to do a little update here.. hope everyone has a great weekend!!


- Kkens & Baby

Pregnant Territory

So far it's been a weird week for me. I'm not used to having headaches all the time-- I guess it's just something that comes with the territory. But I don't like it. It puts me in the worst mood and all I want to do is lay there, possibly sleep. I'm sixteen weeks pregnant, as of yesterday. Hopefully soon I will actually feel the baby moving around, and after that-- everyone can, if I so choose to allow them to touch my stomach. I really don't understand it much when people invite themselves to touch. It's soo awkward. I mean, how do you handle that? By the time they've touched, it's too late to say, "No touchy!"

I woke up this morning trying to sleep on my stomach, but that hurt. I guess I'm stretching out some more, who knows? Alls I know is I'm fitting better in my maternity clothes. :)

Next week is vacation week. We drop Carl off in Thomson on the way to Walterboro, and on the way back (the Sunday after), we pick him up. If we remember. If not, well it'll be totally unintentional. Believe me! Because the following Monday will be our One Year Anniversary! And who else is going to eat the cake topper with me? I definitely don't want to eat that by myself... and honestly I don't even want to eat one piece. I'm not big on cake, and I can't even remember if I liked that one little piece I had on the wedding day.

Anyway... I cracked my tailbone four days before I found out I was 4 weeks and 6 days pregnant. Sitting for so long on an unpadded chair kinda gets it hurting again. I hear it takes a while for these to heal... I wish it would heal up already! Ouch!


- Kristen

greetings-

I don't think I have ever blogged on blogspot... but I figured why not? I've tried every other blogging engine, and to be honest most of them annoy me. I can't get into livejournal, and xanga is frustrating for me as well. Blogspot seemed the place to go, as I have seen quite a few lately and really was impressed. So here I am, baking at my computer (and I don't mean cookies... I mean, the sun is coming in the window and it is burning me up), trying to get something down that might be worthwhile to sit and read.

I guess I want a way to sit down and record different things happening... I mean, this is my first pregnancy, and I already suffer from placenta brains. I forget everything. I'm not one to sit down and hand-write in a journal. I'm more of a clickity-clack kind of gal.

Anyway... all day today (well, since I got home from lunch), I have been watching or listening to the news. I've tried and tried to keep up with politics, I have my opinions on different subjects, but most things go over my head and I don't have the patience to sit down and figure it all out. What really keeps me going back to the tv is the Caylee Anthony investigation. I don't know what it is about these sad stories about young children that keep me coming back... I mean, it isn't like I enjoy hearing about it. I am just really interested to see how things are unfolding. It's been a terrible story so far... so many lies! The grandmother of the missing two-year-old says that Casey (the mother) has been putting Caylee first this whole time... Um, really? Because I'm sure if my daughter were missing and I really wanted to put Caylee first, instead of saying "I'll help you, but first let me out of jail", I'd say, "Here is everything I know, please get my daughter back!" If in fact the poor thing still is alive. I have my doubts. At any rate, I'm trying to keep up with that sad story.

With me, though, the news is less nausea and more energy! I love that I am in the second trimester, and being able to do more and eat more has been great! I still cannot eat chicken nuggets for some reason, and same with BBQ sauce. Not really sure what it is about the two, but they just make me feel sick. This week has already started off me feeling weird, but only because I'm not used to not having appointments during the week. Since we got back to Georgia, I have had at least one, and sometimes more. My nearest appointment is August 14th, when I go back to the doctor, and until then, I am free from all that! It's kind of nice! Next week, mom and I are dropping Carl off in Thomson on our way to Walterboro to visit grandparents. I'm very excited, as I haven't seen them since the wedding, which has almost been a year! Not too much longer!

Ohkay, I really am roasting now, so I'm going to have to stray away from the computer until the sun isn't in such a position to come so forcefully into the window.

- Kristen

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