Whew!

It has been a crazy 10 or so days, folks!  Our little Annie has been quite sick.  It all started about 2 1/2 weeks ago.  I had worked that Friday and when I got home, I took her out to do her business but she wouldn't come back up the front steps when she was done.  Then when she got in she wouldn't walk up her little steps to the couch.  So instead of waiting and it turning into something really bad, I decided to be proactive and take her to the vet right then.  Well, they have hired an additional vet at the office so we saw her.  She looked Annie over and said she couldn't detect any problems with her back and she didn't show any signs of pain, so we just needed to watch her over the weekend and if anything else happens to bring her back in.  So I left thinking I was being dumb because I rushed her to the vet as soon as she was acting a little funny and next time I should just keep an eye on her.  Over the weekend she didn't get worse but she still acted funny when it was time to go up and down little steps.  By the time the next Thursday rolled around, I decided to take her back to the vet.  Something was wrong, even if it wasn't her back.  I requested to see our regular vet because he knows Annie's history and he's very aggressive with treatment anytime she shows signs of back problems.  He checked her out, decided it was in fact her back and he gave her some injections as well as some oral meds.  By the time Friday evening rolled around she was acting much more like herself and we were so happy to have caught it before anything got too bad.  Tim and I went to dinner that evening and went back home to catch up on our Tivo'ed shows from the week.  About 9:15 or so, Leo decided he wanted up on the couch with Tim and Annie.  What he didn't realize was that Annie had buried a chewy under a blanket.  Well, Annie thought he was trying to get her chewy so she turned real fast to get it and when she did she hurt her back.  She yelped, lost control, fell off the couch, and couldn't walk at all.  She was just dragging her back legs behind her.  I rushed over and held her on the floor while telling Tim what phone numbers to look up to call.  I wanted to avoid going to the after hours animal hospital because the last time we took her (before she had to have her surgery last year) the vet told us it was her knee so he didn't treat her.  So we went almost 36 hours of Annie getting progressively worse because of a misdiagnoses, leading us to have to have surgery.  Anyway, there ended up being no way around having to go to the after hours clinic.  Thankfully it was a different vet on call that night.  She was really good and gave us a muscle relaxer to start her on and told us to see our regular vet first thing Saturday.  So we were the first ones at the office Saturday morning, we saw the vet and he started a very aggressive treatment of shots and oral meds.  I needed to bring her in every 3 days for injections in her back.  Fast forward to this past Friday night/Saturday morning.  She's doing better waking.  We have a little "walkabout" that we use to take her out to do her business and we can let her walk around to use her leg muscles for a few minutes inside.  Suddenly at 2am Saturday morning, Annie wakes up throwing up.  She throws up a couple of times each episode and every episode is hourly until 6am.  I took her to the vet, they look at her, give her some meds for her tummy and tell me to meet them Sunday morning with a urine sample so they can see if she has an infection.  In the meantime, she continues to throw up anytime she eats or drinks.  We met them Sunday morning and when they do the test they find incredibly high amounts of protein in her urine.  So we have to bring her back Sunday evening for them to do a few blood tests on her.  Her liver and kidney enzymes end up being way out of control so they decide to keep her over night for IV fluids and meds since she can't keep anything down.  Well, here we are a few days later and she's still at the vet getting IV fluids but she is eating on her own and keeping it down.  I should be able to pick her up tonight as long as she continues to do well.

I should add that our washer and dryer are being repaired and have been out of use for the last 14 days.  So Annie had thrown up on both sets of sheets, our comforter, and we had no clean towels since we had used them for cleanup.  I worked all last week and neither one of us got much sleep each night because Annie was shivering and whining all through the night.  It just seemed like a lot has been going on at once and we are doing so much on very little sleep (talk about preparation for a baby, huh?!).  We are so glad she is doing better and we can't wait to have her back healthy and herself tonight!

I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.

Psalm 139:14

I could just stare at this picture all day!

19 Weeks

Now that things are progressing a little more (bump-wise, movement-wise, etc) I will start doing the pregnancy highlights each week instead of just the pictures.  I figured GrandLaLa and Grandma Gloria would appreciate that!!

Little Weiglet is the size of a mango again this week, just a bit of a bigger mango!

Pregnancy Highlights:

How Far Along: 19 weeks

Size of baby: 10 inches and 10 oz

Total Weight Gain: hmm, after my appointment today and seeing the scale, I don't think I'm going to be doing this one anymore!  :-)

Maternity Clothes: I'm able to still wear all my normal shirts (thank goodness I started buying loose, flow-y tops about 2 years ago!).  I have a couple pair of maternity jeans that are great!  Unfortunately, since I only have 2 pair (with another one in the mail on its way to me) and our washing machine is out of commission for another week or so, I'm still having to pour myself into my pre-pregnancy jeans with the belly band.  It's just not as comfortable as having the maternity ones on!

Gender: BOY!!!  Robert William!

Movement:  YES!  I felt him for the first time last Monday.  I wasn't sure if it was actually him or not because everyone had told me it would feel like little flutters, but this was more like gas bubbles, but without any pain.  It was odd!  But after a couple of days of feeling it, I realized it really was him!  This past Sunday night Tim was able to feel him kick (or punch).  It was great!

Sleep: I wake up pretty often throughout the night, but that's normal for me.  Thankfully, I'm able to take a nap during the day when I get tired.

Symptoms: Actually I had to ask Tim if I was having any pregnancy symptoms because I couldn't think of any.  Bless his heart he said "Just your occasional emotional outbursts"!  Haha!  Thankfully they don't come on very often and it's just crying (not anger or anything like that).  The problem is, once I start crying about something, whether it's legit or not, I can't stop.  Every little thing makes me cry more and more.  This probably happens once a week or so.

Food Cravings/Aversions:  I still crave the occasional taco bell!!  So bad, I know!!

What I am looking forward to:  Tim being able to feel Robby kick some more, my belly growing more so that I can look pregnant and not just fat!

Emotions

Do you ever wish you could bottle your emotion at a particluar time so you could go back later and experience it over again?  Specifically, the times when you get all light headed and can't determine if this event is actually happening or if you are about to wake up from a dream?  I felt that way when Tim got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife.  I felt that way when we drove off after our wedding and looked over to see my "husband" driving us into the great unknown.  I felt that way when I saw that second faint line while Tim was out of town.  I felt that way when we heard the heartbeat of this precious baby for the first time.  And I felt that way when the technician said, "Well, you're having a boy".  I love that feeling.  I'm sure I will have that feeling many more times in my life and it feels so new and surreal every single time.

I feel incredibly blessed that we are now able to plan more specifically and buy clothes for sweet little Robby.  I now have a picture of what I think our lives will be like in the next 6 or so months.  God is so good to us and He proves Himself over and over again.  He has chosen me, this ditzy, forgetful, loud girl to carry what I believe is the most prized possesion in the world.  He has chosen me, this emotional, insecure, scared woman to be a mother.  Me.  He chose me.  I'm in awe of what He is doing in my life right now and how it is absolutely changing everything I have thought and planned for us. 

And I love it!

Boy, Oh Boy, We're having a...

BOY!!!!

We are completely and utterly shocked but couldn't be happier.  Neither one of us had any idea what baby Weiglet was, but right before we went into the appointment we both wrote down on napkins what our gut feeling was right that second as to what the baby was.  We held up the napkins and took a picture but didn't look at it.  As soon as the tech said it was a boy both of us revealed that we had written down "girl"!

Boy oh boy were we wrong!  Haha!

Some people say that knew from the beginning what their baby was, we definitely weren't like that.  It was kind of funny because the tech took all the measurements and was really great about pointing everything out and telling us when things looked good.  Then she asked us if we wanted to find out what it was, almost instantly after we told her yes, she said "Well, you're having a boy"!  I couldn't wipe the grin from my face!  I looked over at Tim and told him he was having a son.  I will never forget the look on his face!

We are so excited about little Robert William!  He was perfectly healthy.  Lungs, heart, kidneys, brain.

Everything looked great!  We are so thankful!

18 weeks

...and 3 days!

(Tim was clearly trying to get the most unflattering picture of me!  This was the best out of 5!!)

Baby Weiglet is the size of a mango!!  We find out this afternoon if Weiglet is a boy or a girl!  We will announce it to the blog and facebook world once we have told all of our family.

17 weeks...

...and 4 days!

 Weiglet is the size of a sweet potato!

 Last night we celebrated Tim's 26th birthday.  We went to a steakhouse that I had never been to, but Tim had gone to for a CE dinner.  It was so good!  I should have taken pictures of our food but I kind of forgot, plus Tim might have made me go wait in the car if I would have pulled out my camera in the restaurant!  After dinner we came back for Tim to open presents.  He received some cards leading up to his birthday but I saved the packages that came for his actual birthday.

Annie gave her daddy a blue ball!

 He loved it!

 Books from his bro and sis-in-law

 Books from his mom and dad (he asked for books this year, if you can't tell!)

I gave him some shoes that he wanted but he had never tried them on before so he didn't realize how they would fit.  We made a quick trip to exchange them for a different pair after he opened them last night.

Tim has requested birthday pie the last couple of years instead of a cake.  I'm all for it because it means I don't have to decorate a cake (I'm not good at that at all!)

I just love birthdays!  Don't you?