80% Chance of Girl.

We had our ultrasound on Wednesday. All looks well, and it looks like the little squirmy being in my belly is quite possibly a girl. In fact, it is now an 80% chance that this one is a girl. She had her little feet all tucked up in her lady bits so we didn't get the clearest of views but the technician showed me what she said looked very much like little girl parts. By the look of things, I have to agree. So now, I will finish growing this little being, and we shall see sometime in October.

Other than that, I am finally back to work, Mark is finally back to feeling a bit better and is back to work as well. We now have a whole lot of catching up to do, but I look forward to the challenge.

Possibly Back on Track?

Not sure if I am or not, but the last couple of days have definitely been better than the last month. I have seen the inside of more Doctor's offices and hospitals than I ever care to again. I thought I would be the reason for all the extra Dr. visits these days. Silly me! Not that it hasn't been good to get in to see all these Doctors and try to figure everything out. It just gets so hard. Each time brings a new problem or a possible answer. It seems that finally, we are closer to getting a diagnosis and I am so glad for that. All I can say is be as thankful as you can be if you are of good mental, physical, and emotional health because you have the world! It's when you don't have your health you realize how pointless it is to worry about anything else.

So I am off to take up work once more with a custom order and a gathering of goodies for a consignment order. It makes me feel good to work. I missed it. Every waking moment the last few weeks has been dedicated to the comfort of Mark and Ciaran and every other moment has been dedicated to resting and growing this baby as healthy and strong as possible. Now that I am half way through to seeing our new little guy or girl into this crazy world, I have to bust some ass! See you soon!

Half Way There.

Twenty weeks as of yesterday. Yippee! Feeling better finally. Hurray! "Beer belly" finally looks like a bump. Awesome! We will be finding out if the little one is a boy or girl on Wednesday. Hopefully, once Mark is feeling a bit better, I can actually be on the computer for more than five seconds at a time. I miss being able to write my nonsense and all the other things I used to do. Wish us luck!

Hang nails, coughing fits, and puke fests

Where did I get all these hang nails? It's not like I have been doing much to encourage them! Sore and annoying, yuck! I keep having coughing fits too! So most of Arcata thinks that I have the plague. Being out in public with a cough right now is interesting stuff! I scared another shopper at the drug store the other day with my awful cough. She bolted right out of the aisle I was in and made her way to the door like no one's business! I felt bad but had to giggle at the same time. I am well trained in appropriate coughing techniques, but I get that it bothers people, especially if they are trying to not get the plague. We also have a stomach bug floating around in our world right now. Ciaran woke up puking night before last and didn't stop until sunrise the next morning. Our house smells pretty funky and we need a new couch now. Yes, all this and Mark is still trying to find out what is going on with him. It has been a very bumpy and wild ride the last few weeks. I am looking forward to normal boringness when it comes around again.

A Weekend of Suck!

Travels to the ER, Urgent Care, and now a third Doctor's Appointment at Open Door Clinic to see what Mark is suffering from. It has been a hard and sleepless four days now. Especially for Mark who is seeing little relief from the most recent diagnosis of bronchitis. No sleep for him has meant no sleep for me. Mostly because I know he is worried and I want to be there to comfort him and distract him until he finds out what exactly is wrong. I decided to sit today's Doctor appointment out. I am not fully recovered from my cold yet and spent all of the day yesterday coughing and sniffling. A cold on top of being pregnant and no sleep for quite a few days has done worn me out! So I am hoping for the best today. A reassurance from this next Doctor that Mark is indeed suffering from bronchitis, or the antibiotics he is taking will start kicking in. Just something, anything to help the guy feel a little better.

Still sniffling and sneezing.

It won't go away! Luckily, my sinuses are stuffy most of the time, I kind of like it that way, I have no sense of smell, so I can't smell any of the weirdness that seems to permeate this town.(Arcata is full of weird smells, they used to claim it was Eureka, but I beg to differ.) I don't think I have actually been able to smell much of anything since I was about thirteen. I've gotten used to it. It's just weird. I just feel bad for Mark and Ciaran, who are both super stuffy and not too happy about it. There is no getting used to gallons of snot continually running from your nose. It's just gross. So, I get to miss out on seeing my pal Katie's brand new baby girl(I am extremely bummed about that), and getting my long overdue coffee and a cookie(that's a big bummer too!), and a nice walk in the sun. Bummer, Bummer, Bummer. The good thing is that I have a lot of work to do over the next few weeks, and my time spent inside is being used wisely.............for the most part.

Late Night Strolls through Arcata

Or I should say early morning strolls. I was complaining about not getting out that much to enjoy our surroundings and then BOOM! Mark woke up not being able to catch his breath this morning and after an hour of pacing and worrying, we were off to the ER at 2am. I got Ciaran out of bed and put on his shoes and stuck him in his stroller bundled him up, and we were out the door. We live two blocks away from the hospital so it was just enough of a walk to wake Ciaran up and get Mark feeling better. We spent the next hour sitting by Mark's side as he was checked out, only to find that they could find nothing wrong with him. The Doctor thinks he is just fighting the end of this nasty flu we all got. So, relieved and disappointed at the same time(only because Mark is still feeling poorly and is not convinced of what the Doctor said) we headed back home, slowly, very, very slowly. Ciaran was wide awake and wanted to walk, and he takes forever getting anywhere. We were lucky enough to run into a few young men, on their way home from a night of merry travels. They were so charming in their burping and staggering. Too cute! I miss my late night/early morning walks just for those hilarious moments. Anyways, we are back home, Mark is trying to rest and we are hoping for the best.