Friday, February 04, 2011


First off... I really for some reason have an odd dislike for the times new something or other font. You know that default font. Arial it is for me. Just something quirky about me okay.

Oh hell, I forget how far along I was, but about 2 weeks ago we had our nuchal translucency done. The measurements were 1.7-1.9 every time NN13 flipped and turned. Apparently we picked active time to do this. They were able to see all the things they wanted to see and I have as with Squeaker a posterior placenta... not that I cared, but just an odd side note. The blood work for the first part was done and by Friday we had the results which was a 1:10,000 risk for trisomies. I'm pretty sure I did a happy dance in spite of the fact that I had been woken up in the middle of sleep and had to work that night.

This past week has been not so fun though. Couple reasons... I am/was/am sick. I have a sinus thing that first made it impossible to not go about five minutes without blowing my nose or attempt to suffocate myself because NO AIR movement and have been battling that out. Tuesday the snow whatever showed up and I was working which meant... I spent all day Wednesday at work and then all night Wednesday night at work. They gave us a place to sleep, but let me just say the accommodations were about as good as they could be, but I got stuck by a coworker who didn't disclose that they snored... and they snored... and they snored... and I wanted to kick them or shove a pillow over their head. Needless to say I was a bloodshot mess Wednesday night and quite bitchy. The coworker and I ended up getting into it over something else. This is the same one who made me come out of the closet when I was 5 weeks because I needed them to do an MRI. I apparently still have some pent up animosity. The next time I work with her I'm going to have a talk with her. I need to get over this and since things are progressing with this pregnancy I need to let it go.

I have never been so happy to come home, climb into my own bed after giving D and Squeaker a kiss and telling my mom how much I loved and appreciated what she does for Squeaker and for us. I didn't have to worry about him while I was stuck at the hospital, because I knew he was in safe hands and that my mom could handle it. I probably could have slept for 18 hours straight, however I had a meeting yesterday afternoon.

Oh and Squeaker and D decided to try and outdo me. Both of them have this sinus crap as well. Nice and my mom has it as well. I'm tempted to call my OB. I just haven't made that phone call. I have chronic sinusitis but this... this just sucks.

We're at 14 weeks and some change now... all is well here. Another appt on Monday. Will try to keep posting.