I suppose I should do an update. I'm still not feeling well so I don't leave the house if I can help it, therefore, nothing too exciting has happened. I am trying to welcome my second trimester, but I'm still nauseous so it's hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I'm really hoping by the new year I'll feel and look like a new pregnant women. It's still hard to be really excited about this pregnancy, even though I am, but I'm pretty sure it's because I'm feeling sick. Anyway, I did go to Twin last weekend for craft day. It was a lot of fun to see everyone and spend some time with mom. When we got there Zander wasn't too sure of grandma at first. He was really shy and clingy for a while. Then grandpa came home and Zander just cried. He really wasn't too sure of him. When he did warm up to grandma, he really liked her, dare I say, more than me? It sure seemed liked it, but it was nice to have mom help take care of him while I rested.
I had my first appointment with my midwife this week. I was excited and anxious to hear the heartbeat. Everything went well until it was time to listen for the heartbeat. She tried for, what seemed like an hour, to find it but no dice. I wasn't really worried about it, so much as disappointed. I am only allowed one ultrasound during my pregnancy and they usually save that for 20 weeks when we find out the gender, but they had a really old, ghetto ultrasound machine in the office they used on me because they felt bad they were unable to find its heartbeat. So that was even more exciting for me to get to see our tiny baby. At first there was just a blob and we couldn't really make out what we were looking at, but then we distinguished the head from the body and saw the heart pounding. We still didn't get to hear it, but we saw it, and then the arms and legs stretched out, and it wiggled a bit, which was my favorite part, and then a second later it tucked it's limbs in its body--curled into a ball and didn't move the rest of the time we were looking at it. I told Stephen it's taking after its mama already! Anyway, so that was really exciting to see everything is going well for our little one.
I was just the thinking the other day that it is so nice that Zander hasn't been sick for quite a while. I'm used to him getting sick every other week with a cold, ear infection, or just teething, but it's been at least a month and he's been happy and healthy......until two nights ago. He has had a high fever and extreme fatigue. He's sleeping all day and up all night, so it's been really rough on me and Stephen. I've never had to deal with a high fever with him before, so I'm not sure what do except give him Tylenol and lots of loves. There are no other symptoms, so I have no idea what it is he has, but I hope he starts to feel better this weekend. We're just a bunch of sick bums around here!
Also, Zander managed to lock himself in the bathroom yesterday, and I don't mean he locked the door. Our bathroom door opens into the bathroom; it's a small room with hardly any extra space. Zander wandered upstairs for a minute and when I went to go get him I found him in the bathroom because that's his favorite place to play-- in all the drawers. Why don't you keep the door closed you ask? The lock, not to mention the latch, does not work, so all you have to do is push on the door hard enough and it'll open. So Zander, inside the bathroom, closed the door behind him, because he's so mischievous, and opened the drawer that's right in front of the door. In doing so, the door only opens about an inch and I couldn't get Zander to understand that he had to close the drawer so I could get in. He was starting to cry at this point and Stephen just showed up from work. We were trying to come up with ideas of tools to use that could fit through that tiny crack and close the drawer. I ran to get a spatula and by that time Zander had closed the drawer just enough that the door would open. Whew! I was about to panick and have Stephen chop the door down. I guess we're going to have to fix the latch on the door so Zander can't get in there!
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