Friday, March 1, 2013
MOTY and 14 Weeks
I think I officially earned my title of Mother of the Year this morning.
Last night at 12:30 Andrew woke me up (which hasn't happened in forever). I went to check on him because I was worried he'd pooped since he's having a little bit of a diaper rash issue at the moment. Nope, he'd just pee'd. So I got him changed and rocked in the recliner with him for 15 minutes before popping him back in the crib.
He slept through the rest of the night and I didn't hear much more out of him. While I was getting his breakfast ready J went in to wake him up as usual. He was a little fussy when J got him out of the crib, but he's not a morning person (just like his mommy) so that's kind of the norm. I asked if he'd pooped and J said it kind of smelled like it, but there was nothing in there but pee. He brought him out and put him in his highchair for breakfast. I noticed his hair seemed damp on one side of his head, but he tends to sweat when he sleeps so I didn't think anything of it.
He wasn't all that interested in his breakfast and only wanted to down his milk. He got mad when he finished it and I said he couldn't have more unless he ate. He ate a couple pieces of pancake and I gave him a little more milk then some water. He was a thirsty little bugger!
While he was eating I went in his room to pull out an outfit for him to wear today. I noticed his room did smell kind of funny. I looked in his crib and found out why - he had puked in there sometime after I put him back to bed at 1:00. Ugh. I stripped down his bed and threw everything (including all his bedtime buddies) in the wash. I went out to check him and he was still sitting there messing with breakfast. I took a quick whiff of the damp side of his head. Yep, it smelled like puke. Double ugh.
I debated bringing him with me while I came to the office to get my laptop and just keep him home with me. If I had my laptop home already I may have kept him home. Instead I scrubbed him down, got him dressed and took him to daycare. When I got there Andrea informed me that Anthony is out and his mom had called her last night because he had a 102 fever. Awesome. I told her that he was a little cranky this morning and hadn't eaten all of his breakfast. I left out the puke part, but did tell her that I checked his temp and it was his normal 97.8 (which it was). I told her if he started acting sick or she was concerned to call me and I'd come get him.
So yeah, I feel like a horrible mom because I sent him to daycare even though he puked last night. He didn't have a fever and wasn't just sitting there crying and being miserable so I don't think he is really all that sick. I just hope she doesn't get a whiff of his head...
Anyway, on to this week:
How far along? 14w0d and the size of a lemon. ~3.4 inches and 1.5 ounces. Munchkin 2.0 has kidneys that are already making urine and may or may not be sucking it's thumb.
Weight loss/gain: I hate my scale. I weighed myself this morning and it has me up almost 8 lbs. WTF? I really need to get my eating habits under control (I'm just so hungry all the time) and be more active.
Maternity clothes: Nope - still sporting the regular jeans today.
Symptoms: I also hate my GI tract.
Sex (of baby): We will reveal later this month.
Sleep: I'm sleeping well in general, but I wake up multiple times a night. Last night was the first time I'd been up with Andrew in ages.
Best moment this week? Getting to hear 2.0's heartbeat at my appt on Tuesday.
Movement: No. If this one is anything like Andrew I won't feel anything for another 6 or 7 weeks. I don't know if I have an anterior placenta this time, though.
Food cravings: Salt and vinegar chips. I really have to keep those stupid things out of the house.
Belly button in or out? In
What I miss? Feeling good.
What I'm looking forward to? Nothing is really going on this week. We did order the bedding for when we move Andrew to his new room, so I'm excited for that to come in.
Milestones: Hitting 2nd tri and getting to hear the heartbeat.
What I'm nervous about: Still worried about telling work and I'm also nervous about telling my family. If they don't find out until Andrew's party I will be 18 weeks along. I wonder if they'll be pissed that I waited that long??
Still not much going on. I feel like I just look doughy. It's an awesome look :(