A long night

Spent last night in the ER. Nothing was wrong with the baby, I just couldn't pee again. This time it was really bad. I took a 45 minute shower and it didn't help. I walked around and did yoga stretches and nothing would work. I went at least an hour with a full bladder before making Jesse drive me to the hospital at midnight. By that time the pain had gotten so bad it was making me sick.
The lady at the hospital was evil. I was crying and doubled over in pain but she wouldn't let Jesse fill out the forms, I had to sit there and answer her questions. He kept saying, "she's in a lot of pain, can we fill these out after she's taken back?" But the lady said the doctor "wouldn't even know I was there until there was a form filed on me". I understand hospital protecol and all that, but she was kind of snotty and had no compassion.
Finally they took me back and put me in a room (after checking my blood pressure, temp, getting my symptoms a few more times etc...) which seemed to take an agonizingly long time.
By this time I couldn't lay down, so I knelt on all fours on the bed, I think because I was in this position the doctor stopped when he walked by. He was awesome. He saw right away I was in a great deal of pain and ordered a catheter immediately. The cath hurt, but being able to empty my bladder felt fabulous. I had a half a liter of fluid in there. After making sure I was ok, and had no infection or anything, they sent me home. The lady was snotty again at check out and made some snide comment about nervous first time fathers as we walked away.
But I was happy to be pain free and going home, and able to pee again.

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2nd Sunday in May

In the elevator an older gentlemen that I work with asked how I was. I threw up last night and was kind of queasy this morning so I tentatively answered, "ok, I think."
He just grinned back at me and said, "Don't worry - now you get a red rose every 2nd Sunday in May!"
I kind of looked at him oddly because I didn't understand. Is that Easter this year? I was racking my brains to figure out what he meant (and my pregnancy brain does not work nearly as fast as my normal one). And he said "Mother's Day!"
Oh... mother's day. I had forgotten about that holiday. Awesome.
I can see in my future lots of burnt toast and runny pancakes served to me in bed (after which I'll get to clean up the kitchen explosion) and homemade cards with coloring outside the lines and wildflowers picked from the yard placed in a coffee cup with water..... and I'm looking forward to every minute of it!!!

Odd Dream

I dreamt about my baby last night.
I had just delivered and it was laying in my arms. And it was beautiful.
(I say it because I still don't know the sex)
It had little round cheeks, perfectly creamy white with just a blush of pink. The eyes were big and round and very dark blue. And it had a full head of platinum blond hair. It was so pretty. I was so proud to have such a beautiful baby.
And then it opened its mouth and had a full set of baby teeth. Freaky.

I.P. Freely

Yesterday I experienced something new. The inability to urinate. I had to go really badly, but nothing happened when I tried. Imagine you just drank a gallon of water and had to go really bad, but someone told you to hold it for another hour. That's the level of pain I was in. not like "omg I'm going to die" but terribly uncomfortable. I called the doctor and she told me to take a shower. I was at work so no such luck, but eventually after an hour or so and walking around I was able to go. Had I not been able to, I would have to go get a catheter. That sounds like fun!
Apparently this can happen when you have a tilted uterus and a baby who loves to snuggle up next to your bladder, like mine.
It happened again last night, but a very uncomfortable shower helped.
Doctor says this should go away in a week or so as the baby gets bigger and moves off the bladder. But it's not too fun right now.

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First 12 weeks

My mom mentioned that I should keep a diary of my pregnancy so I can look at it later, etc... I'm not much of a diary person. But I spend 8 hours a day in front of a computer, so I'm more likely to type something than write it down journal-style.

So here it is. My pregnancy online journal.

I am 12 weeks pregnant with my first child. So far what I've learned from being pregnant is this:

Everyone knows everything about being pregnant. Even men, who aren't married or have never had kids of their own.
Perfect strangers will touch your belly and tell you how happy they are for you. (By the way - I'm not really showing yet - not much of a belly to touch)
I cry for no reason when I watch TV.
I yell at people that I would normally just ignore.
The baby hates everything it seems.
Among the list of things the baby hates are green beans, cream cheese, my husband's deodorant, my favorite soap, lotions of any kind, pizza, parmesan cheese, scented candles or house deodorizers of any kind, Febreeze, corn flakes, lobster (smell - I didn't try to eat it), deli mustard,and most green vegetables.
My baby does like Mac & Cheese and TCBY. (Maybe I'm having Becky's baby)
I don't get morning sickness anymore. I get late afternoon-evening sickness instead.

Everything seems to revolve around what I can or can't eat. It's like it's all I can think about. "Is this going to make me sick?" "What is that god-awful smell?" (The god-awful smell can be anything from cinnamon to the litter box)I spend a good portion of my day trying to determine if I'll be sick or not. I'm quite tired of it. I'm also tired in general. I'm the biggest slob on the planet right now. I really really want to reorganize all the closets in my house, but when I get home all I can manage to do is eat some mac and cheese in bed with the dogs.

I hear it'll get better, or worse depending on which "expert" I'm talking to at the time :)