Today I filled out my online medical records for my new OB!! (Insert 12 year old girl squeal here)

I was shocked at some of the questions they were asking. Questions like "how many sexual partners have you had" and "are you sexually satisfied" were a little odd but still understandable considering the nature of the visit.

There was one question that Mike and I found particularly entertaining. Excuse the blurry cell phone picture of my computer screen. My pregnant brain was not working quick enough to realize I could just hit "print screen".

They wanted to know if I was an accident! WTF? How exactly does that effect my medical history? And they can't use better terminology than Accident? AWESOME! I can't wait for this Doctor to deliver my baby. :-/

In the picture, I had "No" checked but the answer is "DEFINITELY YES!" Come on people, I am the forth of five children. You do the math. Sorry Mom, the cat's out of the bag. :)

Wow, it's been a while since I updated. The old saying "no news is good news" definitely holds true here. I'm doing great! I will be 8 weeks tomorrow and really still feeling like myself.

Nausea hasn't really hit yet. I mean I definitely have times during the day where I feel like I'm going to puke, but I  never do, and if I sit down and either eat or drink a little water it immediately goes away. So I'm not sure if its nausea from the pregnancy or my body's way of telling me I need to eat more often now that I have a little one on board.

Sooo, do you guys remember this beauty of a belly shot from when I was 20 weeks pregnant last time ? (Yikes, I looked horrible! I can't believe I ever put this one up on the interwebz, but you know what they say in the after school specials these days..."once it's on the internet, its FOREVER" So I thought, awww hell why not post it AGAIN! :)  )

I seriously look very similar to this now at only 8 weeks. My belly is HUGE!! I know they say you show a lot sooner the second time but ummm.....my body has really gone a little overboard.  According to the most reliable pregnancy source on the web, The Bump (note the sarcasm), my baby this week is the size of a raspberry.


Really? My body obviously did NOT get the memo on that one. It looks like its trying to grow a whole patch of raspberries. (Raspberries grow in a patch right?? No? A tree? A bush? Whatever, you get the point.)
Ok so maybe I'm not really that big. I haven't had to switch to maternity clothes yet despite my longing for them at 5 weeks. I'm not even rocking the 'ole rubber band trick yet. I can feel it coming soon though.

I'm not hormonal at all. I am an absolute delight to be around as always.  I'm a real beacon of light in a otherwise cloudy world....or at least that is what I choose to think. Mike, on the other hand, may tell you that I am a virtual roller coaster of emotions. Hateful, ugly, mean emotions. Yeah, ok....I'll admit it. I'm a bit of a bitch these days. I can't help it though. Half the time I realize I'm being horrible, but I can't stop myself. If I make it through this pregnancy without a divorce, I will consider it a complete success.

Well I need to go to bed now, insomnia has hit so I'm exhausted all the time but I can't seem to sleep. It's pure torture.

The above reasons are why God makes babies so cute. Pregnancy is hard, but babies smell sooooo good. Completely worth it!!

Well I was wrong and so were most of you according to the poll on my sidebar.

EEEKKK!!! I am so happy! The heartbeat was a perfect 138 beats per minute and he/she was measuring one day ahead. Due Date: November 09, 2011!!!

Now, since I won't have to show this post to my future twins, I can tell all of you a little secret that I have been holding in the past few weeks.

I AM SO FREAKING RELIEVED TO BE HAVING ONLY ONE BABY!!

I'm sure having twins (or more) is magical and everyone who has them loves them and wouldn't trade them for the world. However I am so glad that we get to have only one baby this time. I mentioned how petrified I was about having multiples before we started IVF but I've been very cautious to bite my tongue since getting our BFP. What's the old saying, "Beggars can't be choosers".Well that is exactly how I felt. Who am I, Infertile Aly, to say I don't want two babies (right now). Just take what you are blessed to be given and be happy.

Today at the ultrasound when the Dr said we have just one, I sat straight up and cheered. Omg, I was so excited! The idea of twins with a two year old was so overwhelming to me.  After my high risk pregnancy last time and going into preterm labor at 24 weeks, I can't imagine how hard things would have been with two babies in there. My body has proven that it can produce one healthy baby, why push it?

I had a million worries running through my head over the last few weeks. Some of them were silly but some were justified.

First up was, We also only want 3 children, so if it was twins this time that would have been it. I just wasn't ready for this to be my last pregnancy. This was a selfish worry, yes but still one of my worries.

Secondly, We already have all the baby stuff for one, with the exception of some pink stuff if it turns out to be a girl. Buying doubles would have been fun, but expensive. This was very silly of me, we are fortunate enough to be able to afford all of these things, yet I still worried about it.

 Thirdly, I also am confident that I will be able to breastfeed one again, which is something that would have been more challenging with twins. A challenge that I was worried I wouldn't be able to handle. I am only 7 weeks pregnant and already worried about the mommy guilt associated with not being able breastfeed hahaha!

I just feel like once we reach that magical threshold marking the end of the first trimester, I will be able breath a small sigh of relief and actually start to enjoy this pregnancy with out all of the added what-if's that come with pregnancy and life with multiples.

Please don't get me wrong, having multiples is an amazing miracle. One that I was very excited about when we found out we were pregnant with twins last pregnancy. Well God will never give you more than you can handle, and he has once again proven how well he knows me.

In other news, my RE released me to a regular OB today!! I called and made my first OB appointment for April 6th at 1pm. We will have another ultrasound then at exactly 9 weeks . :)

So tomorrow is my ultrasound, FINALLY!! I will be 6w6d and I'm dying to know what is going on in there.

I'm not going to lie, for the first two weeks, I was sitting on cloud nine. All I could think about was how many babies we had growing in there, one or two? It never even crossed my mind that the answer could possibly be zero. I've played out numerous scenarios in my head, including one where they told me I had 12 babies, 2 sets of identical sextuplets haha! I've acted out almost most every possible situation, and I've got the appropriate surprised face ready for each one, with only one exception.

What happens if they do the ultrasound and tell me that there is no heartbeat?

I've had several miscarriages, including 2 that were diagnosed via an ultrasound. No bleeding or spotting, just an ordinary ultrasound crushed my dreams. I have developed quite a love hate relationship with ultrasounds, and refuse under any circumstances to go by myself.

So tomorrow is the big day! I'm not nauseous, which worries me. But I do have tender boobs and wake up to pee 3 times each night, so that offers some reassurance. Who knows how tomorrow is going to change things, but I refuse to go into it with a pessimistic attitude. Nothing I do today is going to change anything, so there is no point in worrying. Easier said than done though. Today, I am pregnant!!! Tomorrow I will either still be pregnant and celebrating or getting drunk and eating sushi,  my own personal way of coping with a miscarriage. Fingers crossed we hear a heartbeat (or two)!

My u/s is at 10:15 AM EST, so I will be sure to update soon after.

I'm too embarrassed to put up a current photo of myself. My self-esteem has been captured by calorie counting, exercise and medication. These days it's all about trackie dacks, arse cracks and Ugg boots. I'd rather not torch your eyes with the double chin and tuck shop arms. So my prettiest moment was on my wedding day. That's how I want you to meet me and how I will someday in the near future look again. 

My Callum was born the day before my 9th wedding anniversary. The best gift of all time. He was a big bubba, weighing in at 4.16kgs and 52cm long. He wouldn't fit through my pelvis and so was born via emergency C-section. Fast forward to present day and all he does all day every day is make us laugh. He is the epitome of a typical boy. Plays rough with Daddy, cuddles and kisses for Mum, loves his grandparents who spoil him rotten and is the biggest charmer to his Aunty. He really is a gift as he filled our life with humour, sweetness and everlasting love.

Thank you to Aly for featuring me in this weeks New Blog Friday, and to you for reading it. Please feel free to stop by my blog and introduce yourself.  I look forward to meeting you.

P.S My blog was also designed by the beautiful Aly herself!

Cheers Athena xox

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It's official, I'm quitting my job as a stay at home mom to become a bomb sniffing dog. I think I could do it these days. Hound dogs have nothing on these nostrils. As I'm sure you have guessed, the pregnancy induced super human sense of smell has kicked in, and let me be the first to tell you, the world is a STINKY place.

Why is it that just nasty smells have been enhanced? Why don't I walk outside and dance around in circles at the wonderful smell of the spring flowers in bloom? No instead, I walk outside and smell nothing but the pile of Chihuahua poop from three blocks over. This leads me to my decision that London has GOT to potty train soon! At least then I can flush the toilet, spray the house down with Fabreeze, and quarantine off the area for a few hours. But no, he is still in diapers so I have to gag through it deal with it. Just yesterday, I changed his stinky butt, double wrapped the dirty diaper in trash bags, then threw it out into the garage. 2 hours later I was gagging because despite being outside with 2 doors between us, that diaper was not far enough away to keep the stench out of the house.

Why don't I smell perfume from the old lady down the block or the yummy steaks the guy next door is grilling? No, I just have a super sense of smell when it comes to poop. Thanks pregnancy, YOU ROCK!!

On a side note, I'm still feeling pretty good. This honestly kind of worried me at first but thank goodness for my blog. I went back to my entries from my last pregnancy and found that with London my morning sickness/food aversions didn't start until around 7 weeks. So I am going to enjoy this last week of feeling good and eat anything and everything that I want. Which will mainly consist of anything and everything that does not smell like poop!

***I'm not complaining at all, well actually I kinda am, but only a little bit.  I am VERY grateful for each and every pregnancy symptom, because it means that Today, I AM PREGNANT!***

I can't get enough sleep these days. This time change definitely didn't help either. I'm exhausted! London stayed up to 11pm last night and was up awake by 6:45am. He slept longer than that when he was 6 months old. Thankfully he still takes a nap, well most of the time anyway. I am more than happy to take a nap with him, but sometimes it makes it worse. I wake up even more exhausted than when I went to bed. It's a vicious cycle.

Besides the exhaustion I'm doing pretty well. I'm still feeling pretty good and I'll be 6 weeks tomorrow!!! Only 34 more weeks to go! :-/ MEH! Ok so it's definitely too soon to start a countdown HAHA!!

My only other real symptom is moodiness. Actually calling myself moody is NOT a fair statement. I'm just a straight up bitch most of the time. I have zero patience these days. I swear I don't remember feeling like this last time. I mostly notice it towards London, because with other people I can blame my frustrations on their stupidity, but my precious little man is a different story. I get so frustrated with him sometimes then feel overcome with guilt for not having more patience. Pregnancy was so much easier the first time :) At least last time didn't have mommy guilt on top of pregnancy guilt.

Hopefully my "moodiness" will pass soon, as long as nausea doesn't replace it I will be one happy lady!


T minus 7 days until my ultrasound!! I'm so excited to see if we have one or two babies growing in there.

Today marks the beginning of pregnancy week number 5!!! Is it too early for maternity clothes?

Now that we have gotten that elusive BFP, I'm not exactly sure what to do with myself. I'm not sure what to blog about these days now that I don't have daily appointments to report. For the first time in weeks things are pretty boring around here. Don't get me wrong, I really really REALLY like it that way, I'm just not sure what to do with myself these days.

It still has not sunk in that I'm actually pregnant, but trust me that is definitely not for the lack of positive pregnancy tests. On 8dp3dt, I took 3. Yes, I already had 2 lines and still needed to take 3 tests!! EEK! Thank goodness I've had a bunch of Bridge Work Blogs business to fund my pee stick habit.

For those of you who are pregnancy test picture stalking (don't worry, I do it too :) ) Here is a picture of my BFP from yesterday at 9dp3dt. (It looks alot darker in person, I was too lazy to break out the real camera, so this is a good ole cell phone picture.)