Ah, 1998. I was 11 and my emotions were at their highest. Also, my understanding of my future career as a performer was omnipresent. Being a singer/rapper/lyricist/songwriter, I knew that memorizing lyrics and notes was going to be paramount in my upcoming famed career. It was a time post Garth Brooks' banger of "Ain't going… Continue reading One week
I'm gonna see how many references I can make to members of NWA throughout this blog's tenure. After relaxing and reclining for the morning, I met Justin at the doctor at 1:30 PM. We were taken back to the ultrasound room quickly, something for which I was very thankful. It was my first belly ultrasound… Continue reading Today Was a Good Day
12 weeks and 2 days and our babies are the size of plums. We have an appointment on Thursday to see them and I couldn't be happier! It will be our last appointment until 16 weeks, then 20 weeks before more frequent monitoring may begin again. I think Justin and I are finally starting to… Continue reading Plumble Bees 🐝
I saw my OB this week after graduation from our RE. She's only been my OB for about three years because I had to unexpectedly switch due to an incident that happened with my previous. She's a very good doctor who many people I know use and is very kind. The last time she saw… Continue reading OB Appointment and the diagram of a cervix
Yesterday, we had our 8wk ultrasound to check in on our little guys. According to various apps, they're the size of either kidney beans or raspberries. I'm finding it disconcerting that they're compared to food constantly, but I also am having trouble thinking of alternatives. Perhaps a small pebble? A stack of seven nickels? 300… Continue reading Krasbeans and other units of measurement
I said to Justin last week that if I wasn't pregnant, we should do some blood testing for the reason I'm so tired. I'm elated that I'm pregnant and it makes me feel so much better about myself for being tired. I'm not being lazy, my body is working on creating humans, so it's all… Continue reading Feelings
I started spotting on Friday. Maybe spotting's the wrong word to call it. I wiped and there was some discoloration on my toilet paper. This continued off and on throughout the weekend. My friends said it was probably nothing: either an irritation from my suppository, old blood, just a fluke, etc. I was able to… Continue reading Holy. Shit.