Rainbow Connection January 26, 2010

After a long day full of rain, I got in my car to drive home and saw this. It was still pretty gray outside but there was this vibrant, beautiful rainbow. I immediately pulled over and used my tiny little Nikon Coolpix to take a picture. This picture really doesn’t do it justice but I had to remember it. Of course for the next day Kermit the Frog was in my head singing Rainbow Connection.

Why are there so many songs about rainbows
And what’s on the other side?
Rainbows are visions, but only illusions
And rainbows have nothing to hide

So we’ve been told and some choose to believe it
I know they’re wrong, wait and see
Someday we’ll find it, the rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me

What’s so amazing that keeps us stargazing
And what do we think we might see?
Someday we’ll find it, the rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me

All of us under its spell
We know that it’s probably magic

Have you been half asleep and have you heard voices?
‘Cause I’ve heard them calling my name
Is this the sweet sound that calls the young sailors?
The voice might be one and the same

I’ve heard it too many times to ignore it
It’s something that I’m supposed to be
Someday we’ll find it, the rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me

Pregnant Update January 19, 2010

Well I’m in month 6 now… that means I’ve completed 5 months but I’m in my 6 month. This whole pregnancy months & weeks thing is so confusing. Usually when people ask I say I’m xx weeks. It’s easier. But technically I’m in my 6th month, I’m 23 weeks 6 days pregnant and I’m in my second trimester.  Baby Pie has started moving up a storm and I can now feel the baby all day long. It’s awesome and miraculous. Most of the movement can only be felt by me though, so hopefully daddy can feel the baby soon.

I had an appointment with my OB and all is good. This is what I look like now:

I wish I was cool and organized and had taken the same picture, in the same clothes, like other preggo’s do but quite frankly I haven’t had the time or energy.  I honestly don’t feel that comfy in any of my maternity clothes so random shots of me in whatever I happen to be wearing at the time is about all I can do.

Right about now I’m feeling pretty good. No more awful morning sickness, that subsided at about 18 weeks, and while I’m still tired, I’m not feeling that utter exhaustion that I was feeling in the first trimester. My belly is big but at this point I’m still not waddling like a duck, and I’m still able to bend over enough to put on my shoes and socks without help. Woot!

A couple of pictures from our 20 week scan.

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Baby Pie looks fantastic and is growing right on track.

It’s a GIRL!! Baby Pie’s name is Adriana Elyse Pietropinto.  We are in love with this name. So to be blunt if you don’t like it. Keep it to yourself, we don’t care.

So I guess that’s all for now. Soon I will go back to the doctor for a check up and my GDT or gestational diabetes test. Fun stuff, drinking nasty sugar-water then getting a blood draw. But for now, that’s my update!

Gross. January 15, 2010

Ugh. I work with someone that just coughs all day long. It’s gross. GROSS. It’s that nasty hacker, smoker cough. Normally I’d tune it out but pregnant it makes me want to vomit. It’s like my pregnant ears make me hear everything nasty and gross just so that I can feel nauseated hearing it!

DISGUSTING.

The Real Photo! December 14, 2009

Here is what the picture was supposed to look like!  Sal Michael really wasn’t digging Santa. He was ready to be out of there, hence my rushing and tripping!

Merry Christmas from the Pietropinto’s! This is the closest thing to a Christmas card I’m doing this year! I’m a big fat slacker!!

Christmas Klutz December 11, 2009

So last night we took Sal Michael to his third Spaghetti & Santa dinner at Picatinny Arsenal.  We all had a nice time and even though Sal Michael was excited to see Santa, he was less than thrilled with sitting on Santa’s lap and actually telling him what he wanted for Christmas. So to get his picture with Santa, mommy & daddy had to step up and get in the picture with him. Again. Well this time, mommy is a pregnant klutz. I honestly cannot believe that I am putting this out there for the world to see but it was hilarious at the time and the guy shooting the picture had some perfect timing. So for all that know me, have yourself a good laugh.

If you haven’t placed me in this photo yet, then take a look behind Santa’s chair. See that falling person? Yeah, that’s me. I was trying to get out of there since there were so many people waiting. Sal’s feet were behind him because he was kneeling and well, I didn’t see them and tripped. Thankfully I didn’t fall, but I turned as read as Santa’s suit and looked pretty much like an ass. But anything for my little boy.

Procrastination at its worst. December 5, 2009

I’ve been working for over two years on getting my Associate’s degree. These last few months have been really hard, between morning sickness, a car accident, the flu, and just working and being a wife and mother I’m exhausted. It’s a lot of reading and work for one class. They are accelerated courses with each class only lasting 5 weeks. Well this last class I’ve put it off and put it off and now my instructor won’t allow me to catch up. He thinks that I will benefit from retaking the class and I know he’s right, but it just sucks. And in order to not push back my graduation date, I will have to take two classes at a time. Ugh, I couldn’t be more angry at myself than I am right now. I should have sucked it up and done the work and then I wouldn’t be in this position. So now I have 4 more weeks of nothing and then 5 weeks of hell. The only good thing is that these two classes are my last but the bad thing is I’m going to be working every single night on homework. Ick. This truly is procrastination at its worst.

The bad luck continues… December 2, 2009

Okay so it’s only been about what a month since I’ve updated? In my defense we have been bombarded with germs, especially me. For some reason they like my pregnant body. As if barfing and a car accident were not bad enough, I was blessed with the flu. Which flu, well I have no idea. I suspect it was this H1N1 since the regular flu isn’t going around yet. Or so I’ve been told. Who the hell knows what is really true or not.

I couldn’t even give you dates, I just know that on a Wednesday I woke up at 2 am to pee for the millionth time that day and I felt like it hurt to breathe. My chest actually hurt to breathe deeply. So I thought that was weird but aside from the stuffy nose I have had since I peed on a stick, I had no other symptoms of being sick. I mean, I was tired, but I’m knocked up, that’s bound to happen. So Thursday felt the same and started coughing a little nothing major and Friday it continued so I called the doctor. I really didn’t want to get stuck over the weekend. Friday didn’t happen so I made an appointment to call on Saturday at 8am to see if they could squeeze me in. I go to bed and wake up at 2 am but this time, not to pee. I had a fever, the chills, body aches, the whole nine yards. Lovely. Being pregnant I can’t just get up and take Nyquil and call it a night. I can only take Tylenol. So of course we know how little that does for you, so I suffered through the night and made it to the doctor. I walk in an I’m immediately instructed to put on a mask. Oh boy, know what it’s like to sit in a doctor’s office with a mask on? Every person that walked into the waiting room stares at you and then proceeds to steer their child away from you, all while giving the stink eye. It was infuriating.

We see the doctor who looks me over, takes my temp, pokes my face, then makes me take what felt like 100 deep breaths. During the deep breaths I almost passed out cold. Then he tells me “honey, you have the flu”. He prescribes, Tamiflu and antibiotics and proceeds to tell me not to take the Tamiflu without speaking to my obstetrician first as it’s a category C on the list of meds you can take while pregnant. Nice. My OB oks the Tamiflu, and that really didn’t make me feel any better about taking it. She also says I can take regular Sudafed and regular Robitussin. Both do almost nothing. Having the flu sucks balls when you’re not knocked up but when you are it’s so much worse. I swear. I was in bed for a week and I mean I only got up to pee and I think I showered once. Yuck.

So now here I am in December and what do you know, I’m still not right. My nose is so clogged that if I close my mouth, I’d suffocate. Sleeping is a bitch and even eating is horrible. I know another trip to the doctor is in my future but I just don’t want to be put on more medication. I don’t even like taking Tylenol!

On the plus side I was bitching and moaning about not feeling Baby Pie in there but today I finally know I felt the baby. That makes me so happy.

Sal and Sal Michael so far have been spared from the flu but have both caught colds. They are both feeling a bit better though. Sal isn’t whining and Sal Michael doesn’t have boogies running down his face so that’s a plus.

Even sick he’s cuter than ever. His new thing is calling the crescent moon the “banana moon” since it looks like a banana. Seriously could that be any cuter? He is convinced this baby is a girl and thinks he also has a baby in his belly. We are trying to get him to understand Christmas and Santa but so far he doesn’t get it. We will take him to Spaghetti and Santa again on December 10th and hopefully he’ll have a better reaction to Santa this year. I’ll post the picture when I get it.

So other than that. I’m 17 weeks pregnant today. Baby Pie is doing great and moving around in there. He/she is about the size of an onion right now and me, well I’m about the size of Uncle Vernon from HP. I took a crappy belly photo for comparison later on. I will be using my better Nikon next time so sorry for the crap ass photo.

D, D, D, D, Dora… November 4, 2009

K, k, k, k, kill me.

What is it about Dora the Explorer? She makes me insane but my son loves her. All she does is yell ALL. THE. TIME. It is enough to make me want to cut off my ears and mail them to the head of Nick Jr. Sal Michael cannot get enough of her though and has even started asking for Dora dolls at the store and Dora sheets… Ack! It’s my worst nightmare!!

He does learn a lot from her, I will give her that. He has learned colors in Spanish and numbers and even Gracias and De nada. Plus there isn’t anything cuter than my 2.5 year old saying “I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house down.” I just wish the girl would STOP SCREAMING!!

Yes, its ok we have different political views. November 1, 2009

Get over it.

Look I have no problem with who you vote for or WHY you are voting for them, I respect that. So just curious, why can’t you respect mine?

I am neither a Republican nor a Democrat. I honestly don’t have a party I belong to. For me, I make educated decisions. Meaning I read, listen and then make a decision based on what I’ve read and heard. I don’t ask someone who they are voting for, it is really none of my business and guess what… who I choose to vote for is none of yours. Quite frankly my decision not to vote isn’t your business either.

Ugh. Just, ugh.

Update @ 12 weeks. October 29, 2009

Been a few weeks since I’ve posted. I think I’ve thrown up more in the last 6 weeks than I have in my entire 31 + years! This pregnancy is completely different from my pregnancy with Sal Michael. I felt sick with Sal Michael but never really threw up much. I think I only threw up a handful of times, but this time it was multiple times a day. Morning sickness is definitely a term coined by a male because it’s not really only in the morning that you feel sick. It’s all day from morning until night. In fact the only time I don’t really feel sick is when I’m asleep.

Most of my days the last few weeks have consisted of me dragging my ass out of bed, throwing up, going to work, throwing up, dragging my ass back home to entertain Sal Michael, throwing up, yelling to Sal Michael “yes baby, I’m ok”, then bed. My poor husband deserves a medal. He’s been such a trooper and doing so much for us. Laundry, dishes, taking care of Sal Michael. God bless him.

Aside from the throwing up there was a trip to the emergency room for IV fluids for dehydration, then the following week was a trip to the emergency room because of a car accident. Driving to work on a rainy morning, slipped and hit a guard rail. Not fun. Luckily, baby is fine, I’m fine and I can see the light at the end of the I’m in my first trimester and can’t stop barfing tunnel. Thank heavens.

Finally at 12 weeks I can say that I don’t feel sick all the time and throwing up is at a minimum usually triggered by too much phlegm. I’m able to eat more though, I’m craving protein in the form of refried beans and steak. There have been a few trips over the last few days to Taco Bell for their bean burritos! Also at 12 weeks we had an ultrasound and got to see the baby again and hear his/her heartbeat. It was music to our ears.

December 23rd will be the big day when we find out if he/she is a he or a she. Can’t wait.

Sal Michael is doing great despite another bout of infected tonsils. He is going to be Woody for Halloween and every single day asks if he can put on his costume. He looks really cute in it and I can’t wait to take pictures of him on Halloween. He even likes saying trick or treat!

Well that’s my story for now. Hopefully I’ll be able to update more often.