the last few days have been a bit rough. spent the weekend not being able to keep down any food or liquid, which morphed into a UTI, which very rapidly turned into the kidney infection that lands a girl in the ER. and just so you know, waiting in the ER for 3 hours with 50 other sick-with-who-knows-what people is scary and gross. in any case, 5 hours after actually arriving, i landed a sweetass room in he women's pavillion (with my own toilet!) and slept for a day and a half while being re-hydrated and treated for the infection and nausea. hospital brand nausea medication is A+. i was sad to see it go.

i'm in a lot less pain now, and my nausea has lessened quite a bit. i'm still having a hard time standing up completely straight because of some kidney weirdness, but now that i'm feeling the little one kick all the time it seems to make everything a little bit better.

18 weeks.

cold is finally clearing up, but the nausea has returned. with gusto. and all i can think is, what if it never goes away? not, what if it lasts through the entire pregnancy, but rather, what if it lasts forever. and ever. what if i die from being nauseated. cause that should be considered torture.

it's foggy and rainy and kind of chilly today... perfect weather for grabbing a coffee and taking a drive into the mountains. which is exactly what we did this afternoon, after a long lazy morning. we've both been pretty sick this week with some kind of cold. i even stayed home from work for a few days, and unfortunately ended up passing it along to sean :( we're both feeling a bit better today, but we still have snotty noses and icky coughs and voices that sound more like a frog than a human.

bonuses of getting sick:

1. starting the second day of the cold, i haven't had any nausea. keeping my fingers crossed that it lasts.

2. finally having a legitimate excuse to use my netti pot. it's totally weird, but completely awesome. highly recommended.

I realize that most of my family and friends think I'm crazy for the way I plan to have this baby... but regardless of my choices, I find it hard to believe when I hear other expectant mothers (especially the over-30 crowd) being surprised (and disgusted) at the graphic nature of birth. I mean, really? you didn't realize the baby was going to have to come out one way or another?

I'm just saying, it helps to be prepared.

bumpers and vaginas.

yesterday: super excellent appointment with our midwife. amazing ultrasound pictures. and finally (hopefully...) finding out it's a (probably) GIRL! they were like 90% sure. so i'm letting myself get excited. but it's kinda hard not to get excited when you see how excited sean is. i'm still losing weight (because i'm still getting sick, i assume), but the little one is doing marvelously. apparently my uterus feels 18 weeks instead of 16 weeks. i'm hoping this doesn't mean i end up pushing out a 20 pound child.




today, however: i got rear-ended on the highway while driving to work. not so awesome. i'm good, baby's good. everyone's good. my bumper is only still attached by some rope, though. luckily i wasn't at fault, so the other person's insurance will be covering all the expenses. hooray for insurance when you need it.