20 :: a little pregnancy talk

Half way there folks, 20 weeks and counting. I am so happy to have hit the half way point in my pregnancy. 20 weeks down and hopefully 18-20 more to go. I'm realistic that this baby might come a little before his due date but, really, all I am hoping is he is healthy and him and my uterus don't conspire to put his mama in the hospital. Ardie wouldn't like that very much and neither would I. My goal is to have him August 1st. I will be 38 weeks and that would be just great with me.
20 weeks have now gone by quickly. Finding out so early in the beginning the time was moving sooo slow, but now it's picked up and is taking off. So far I've gained 7 pounds, which I thought was pretty good, considering I'm not eating nearly as well as I did with Ardo or working out like I did with Ardo too. But funny enough my Dr was not impressed. My first trimester I didn't gain anything, then around 14 weeks I gained a couple and have been gaining about 1/2 a pound to 1 pound every week. My Dr came in at my 18 week appointment and asked "what I've been doing???" I replied "um eating" I thought she was joking, but then she suggested I walk more and watch what I eat, as in if I'm eating empty calories to cut back. I was a little surprised and laughing at myself because here I thought I was doing soooo well and she was going to be impressed and....no. I told my Dr I wasn't even sure if I could walk or do any of the prenatal exercises I once had because I was afraid of going into preterm labor again. She assured me that right now I was perfectly healthy and my cervix was closed and basically there was no reason in the world why I couldn't get my prenatal work out on. Again I laughed at myself. I was so worried thinking doing nothing would be the best thing and my Dr is basically saying, "Stop being lazy!" So I started walking and started up on my prenatal yoga. Ardo does prenatal yoga with me too, it's hilarious. So here are my 20 weeks stats:

Description of Photo How far along: 20 weeks
How big is baby?: Baby is the size of banana.
Gender: Boy, or baby brother as we call him.
Weight gain: 7 pounds and counting.
Maternity clothes: not yet, trying to hold out as long as possible.
Stretch marks: Not yet but there's always a possibility.
Belly button in or out: Starting to come out but the scar tissue from my belly button piercing is coming out. Confusing I know.
Sleep: It's been great, takes me about 3 minutes and I'm out.
Movement: Yup his wiggles are getting stronger everyday. Jerry felt him for the first time last night.
Cravings: Mmmmm not really.
Miss Anything: A good deli sandwich.
Wedding rings on or off? On.
Have you bought anything for baby yet?: Yup, we set up his mini crib and the clothes keep coming.

He saw how fun it was to take pictures by the wall and wanted a picture too! Description of Photo


ramen fest

Description of Photo Over the weekend we went to the Ramen Festival at Santa Anita race track. Jerry is crazy about ramen, and I like it too, not like him but I was still excited to go and see what they had to offer at a ramen festival. It's been nice weather here in Los Angeles, 70's mostly, I checked the weather on Friday night and the weather said 72 degrees. Nice for a hot soup festival, Saturday morning I checked it one more time and all of a sudden it jumped from 72-79 degrees. 79 degrees is still nice but I thought for ramen the cooler the better, of course when we got there it felt like 90! That didn't stop us tho from enjoying about 4 bowls of soup.
On Tuesday night we had dinner with Jerry's family and his told him brother about the ramen festival, his brother mentioned that they are going to have the ramen burger there. I didn't think anything of it other than it sounded interesting. When we got to ramen fest tho something happened and suddenly I really really wanted to try it. Mai and I stood in line for about 45 minutes to get that burger, our husbands went into another line got there ramen and then we switched. Ardo was hot and poor guy needed something to cool him down quick! Jerry came with the neatest looking burger. The ramen burger is fried ramen noodles (not too crunchy) on the outside to make it a little crispy and a hamburger patty on the inside. There was a soy sauce or something to that nature along with lettuce and tomato. That thing was amazing good. Jerry and I shared everything because it was so much food but I am still thinking and talking about that burger. 45 minutes well worth it.
The back of the line for the ramen burger. All those people waiting the good wait. Description of Photo The amazing unforgettable ramen burger! Description of Photo Description of Photo He didn't want ramen but he sure enjoyed his frozen lemonade! Description of Photo Description of Photo This is the last ramen we tried from Japan. It wasn't my favorite broth, and they only put bamboo shoots in it, but after a few bowls, I was too full to judge correctly. Description of Photo


brothers :: a little pregnancy talk

When I was pregnant with Ardo we had a 12 week ultrasound with an ultrasound Dr, they told us you are having a boy! I knew it tho, and I know I've said this story a few times, but I just knew with Ardo from the moment I read that test I knew that he was a boy. I don't know how I knew but something just told me. (I may have mentioned that before a few times) This baby tho has been different. From the moment I found out with this baby, I was completely thrown off because I was sick from about 5 weeks to 10 weeks. Okay when I say I was sick I mean, I didn't feel good every morning. I actually don't like using the word "sick" because I know some women who have REAL morning sickness and can't leave the toilet bowl. I wasn't that women and to you ladies that do, I bow to you, but for me to wake up every morning and not feel good with a toddler you need to get to preschool and an 8 hour day, it still sucked for me. So because the start of pregnancy was different, I thought maybe it's so different because we are having a girl? The thought crossed my mind, but I thought if I have a girl that would be great, but it would also be great to give Ardo a little brother. I wasn't sure how early we would find out the sex of this baby because I know all ultrasound Dr's are different and usually they like to wait til about 18-20 weeks to be a little more accurate. I had an ultrasound at 8 weeks and at 13 weeks. At my 13 week scan, I asked the ultrasound Dr if it was too early too determine the sex, she said I can check if you want to know? I said yes and then she asked how old my son was, then asked if I saved any of his clothes? I said 2 and no I didn't, she said that's okay you can buy him new clothes, because you are having a boy! After she told us she saw this baby was a boy from the beginning of the scan but wasnt sure if I wanted to know. I was happy and kinda had a "wow" feeling. Really a boy...brothers! I came to work that day and at lunch time I raced over to the mall. I went straight to baby gap to find a little outfit I could give to Jerry as a gift to let him know he going to have another son. I bought him this Description of Photo all day he asked me to tell him but for once I kept a secret (for 5 hours) and let him be surprised. He pulled it out of the bag and said "A BOY!!" Jerry was excited, and from that day forward Ardo knows he's going to have a baby brother. Everyday we talk about baby brother, he kisses my tummy for baby brother. I think Ardo thinks baby brothers name is baby brother, that's all we ever say. I have a feeling we'll be saying it for a long time too. I am 20 weeks right now, we are officially halfway there to meeting this little guy. I've wanted to take a few pictures but the next time I don't want to be in my pj's. Happy Friday!


a little pregnancy talk

I hate when I really want to write about something or upload pictures but the time just gets away from me and its like every month I'm starting over with this blog! I've really been wanting to talk about my pregnancy, and a few things about my first pregnancy with Ardo that is changing the course of this baby. I never had the urge to share about my experience before but for some reason, lately I've been itching too.

When I was pregnant with Ardo everything up until 32 weeks was fabulous. I hardly had any sickness, I gained weight very slowly and steadily, I wasn't really tired, everything was perfect. Then at 32 weeks I mentioned to my dr I was starting to have contractions, she checked me and I was having preterm labor. My cervix was thinned to about 80% and I was just starting to open, very little, but still at 32 weeks I shouldn't have been. From 32 weeks to 36 1/2 when Ardo was born I was on bedrest and in the hospital. My labor and delivery wasn't ideal, and I felt a great deal of shame about the whole experience. At the time blogs were new to me and I remember reading blog after blog on how glorious and perfect their labors and deliveries and just the whole experience was, it was a tough pill to swallow. It took me a really really long time to overcome that my reality was mine and nothing was going to change it. How I brought Ardo into the world wasn't more important that he was here and healthy. It just wasn't as easy for me to accept that 2 days postpartum, heck even a year post-partum I had that little naggin "ugh" feeling. I am happy and grateful to say that after 2 years, I did accept it, and now when I tell my story, if anyone asks, I just tell it, because it is mine, and I did everything under the sun for that little guy. Whenever I think about my bedrest and having to stay in the hospital for 3 full weeks, I wonder just how I did it. I didn't let my hospital stay get to me, my mom and sisters came every single day so I'm sure that made life easier and I just knew that I was doing what I had to do for my little guy. What I went through with Ardo has helped me with this pregnancy. I saw the Dr right away and immediately from the beginning we discussed my spontaneous preterm labor. What made me fall in love with her is she had a game plan for me from my very first appointment. I was 6 weeks and already preterm labor was on my mind. She explained to me I would see her as often as I needed and I would have more ultrasounds than I did the first time. She told me she was going to keep a closer eye on me and one additional precaution I would be taking is when I hit 16 weeks I would start my weekly progesterone injections. (I'm going to write more about my progesterone injections now that I've gotten a few, the ups and downs) I am definitely the kinda person who sits well with future plans. Right now I see the Dr on a normal basis every 4 weeks, but my ultrasounds have been a little more frequent. I've already had 3 ultrasounds at 19 weeks, but those check ups and seeing sweet baby is the best. For someone like me it's probably better eases my nerves a bit, I've just started feeling little wiggles too, I love that!
Description of Photo Don't mind that lamp behind me, mom took this picture because she was excited to see my bump.


i almost went to the hospital.....for gas

Yay! Now that I've told my wonderful news I have a couple stories to tell about the last 15 weeks. I found out really early, I was only 4 weeks. I've read so many stories and have had so many people tell me how different you are with your second child. But the thing about me is, I'm queen of the worry warts. I knew when I got pregnant for a second time I would feel exactly like I did with Ardo, scared and wanting everything to be fine and perfect and maaaybe obsess over every feeling in my abdomen. This story is about a little obsession I had one day. I've had this story ready to go for awhile now. I wrote it right after it happened because I didn't want to forget, but I needed to make my announcement first. Now that I've made my announcement here's my story:
As I mentioned I found out I was pregnant really early on. The day I found out I went to dinner with my mom and our friend Julie. We were joking about me being pregnant and I thought oh my today is supposed to be the first day of my "monthly visitor." I went home and because I knew Jerry and I had started trying I had already bought a pregnancy test. I know for the best results you're supposed to take the tests in the morning but I thought "If I'm pregnant I'm pregnant" I took the test, waited 2 minutes to look, and sure enough those two little lines appeared clear as day! I was soooo happy but also a little "aaaahhh!" but sooo happy, Jerry and I didn't think it would happen thaaaat fast, maybe a few months like it did with Ardo, not...1 month! The only downside to knowing early was waiting to get a Dr appointment, having my blood work and all that jazz. One of the first things I noticed was I started having cramping soon after I found out. I don't ever remember having cramping with Ardo and although every pregnancy is different it kinda freaked me out. I would have the cramping then it would go away then it would come back. It wasn't sooo painful I couldn't walk but it was consistent. After a few days of googling I saw that as long as it wasn't in the same area and the cramps were mild I would be okay. I didn't want to feel crazy and call the Dr over something small especially as a second time mom, buuuuut I just couldn't help myself and after a few days I gave in and called the Dr. She called me back quickly and asked me to describe how I felt. I told her exactly what I was feeling and she said "hmmmm can I ask you, do you feel better when you pass gas?" I hadn't noticed whether passing gas made me feel any different so I said I didn't know but I didn't think so. She said, "well what you are describing sounds very much like gas." GAS??!?! GAS??!? Was she sure? Just GAS! I literally had a fight with Jerry the day before because I was contiplating going to urgent care, maybe even the hospital! Pain indicates something is wrong and I didn't want anything to be wrong with our little peanut....then I laughed because at that moment I felt ridiculous!!! I could imagine me waiting in the hospital for hours to be seen at the ER, telling my symptoms and them telling me to take a tums and chill pill and not to come back until I had my baby! Oops! I apologized to my dr and told her I promise I'll check my gas before calling. :)


valentines day!

This Valentine's Day I sent out a special card to all our friends and family announcing some special news!
Description of Photo Yes we are expecting again!! I am really surprised at my ability to keep the secret this time around. I really wanted it to be a surprise and since this baby is more than likely our last I wanted to be able to announce it in a special way. I figured out early on I would be about 14 weeks around Valentine's Day and thought it would be cute to send out Valentine Cards to our friends and family. Jerry and his dad built us the kissing booth and my good friend Laura took our pictures (she's so talented). I am so happy with the way they came out and was even more excited when one by one everyone received them. I have so much more to share about this pregnancy but for now, it's picture time! Description of Photo Description of Photo Description of Photo Description of Photo Description of Photo Description of Photo Description of Photo Description of Photo Hope your Valentine's was sweet!



Our biggest baby Goliath had surgery. Two weeks ago we noticed Goliath having a little trouble getting starting when he jumped off the couch or bed, even if he went from the floor to standing. Goliath has a bad habit of sleeping and then something suddenly wakes him up and out the door he goes. Two Mondays ago Goliath was sleeping on the couch when it was time for him to be fed. He knows the phrase,"Goliath, do you want to eat?" Off he goes to his bowl to wait for his food. When he got up off the couch to eat Jerry and I noticed he wasn't putting any pressure on his back right leg. We didn't see him fall and he wasn't crying but of course tucking his leg was not a good thing. The very next day off to vet we went (Goliath has a great relationship with our vet, unfortunately!) We didn't see the vet we normally do because he wasn't working that day so we saw another one. The vet took a look at his leg and told us he didn't feel anything rolling or tight but we needed to take him back to see our regular vet who is also the surgeon. Goliath came home with a wrap around his leg and a ridiculous amount of medication to help him in the meantime. 5 days later we took him back to see our regular vet/surgeon to determine if he needed surgery. 10 minutes in the back room with Goliath the vet came back and told us he definitely needed surgery and that he had torn a ligament in his knee. SURGERY was a must. Two things came to us very quickly, One: How much? and Two: Is the surgery safe? What's the downtime? What does this mean for Goliath. I was really worried about Goliath going under anesthesia, I have an aunt who had a shar pei, and he had to have surgery. They have him too much anesthesia and he died, Ive never forgotten that story and how horrible it was, since then I've feared any pet of mine needing surgery. But February 3rd came and our Goliath got ready to go. We bathed him right before since we knew he wouldn't be able to take a bath for awhile...we all gave him millions of kisses, and then he was off. They called us late that afternoon saying Goliath was a champ came through the surgery with no problems. He had to stay one night with the vet, and the next night Jerry picked him up. When he came through the doors I swear you have never known that dog just have surgery. After he settled down we could tell he was little bit loopy, but our Goliath was happy to be home and we were happy to have him home.
Description of Photo Description of Photo Goliath's healing process is going to be long. He has to have his leg in a wrap for at least 2 months without putting pressure on it. The vet said the first two months are the hardest because he really needs to heal. He is on anti-inflammatories, pain meds, antibiotics and always his allergy medicine.