Armstrong Baby Blog

So I’m more-or-less 9 weeks pregnant (I am really not sure how to count this stuff, since even the doctor can only give me a range estimate).  Hooray!

So the other day I tried exercising for the first time since I found out I was pregnant.  (Honestly, this past month I’ve been sleeping so much that exercising just seemed as far away as the moon.)  Dr. Nation had told me to take it super-easy the first month so that all the baby-making-jiggery would stick, which I managed to do.  But now I’ve got some get-up-and-go back, so Jenna and I decided to hike Mary Jane Falls at Mt. Charleston, with Maggie May in tow.  It was wonderful and crisp and clear, and generally so great to be outside!  But I had the stamina of a sixty-year old woman and had to take frequent breaks – no one tells you pregnancy takes away all your physical abilities!  Like, poof, they’re gone.  I doubt I could run a mile these days, though I certainly intend to try.  We hiked for awhile and then headed to the lodge to get some delicious hot chocolate.  All in all, a very satisfactory Saturday afternoon.  I’m eager to start exercising regularly again – and stop all this griping about being tired!

Pregnancy symptoms are fine this week, no major changes.  It has been quite easy so far save the fatigue.  I’ve decided it’s boring to post belly shots until I’m at least showing a little, rather than expanding throughout my whole body.  My pants still fit, but some of my shirts don’t. I have decided that I refuse to buy maternity pants (bring on the shirts though) and will just find some way of making my current pants work.  This blog will document how successful I am at that as well.

New food cravings: I had a steak the other night, which makes my mouth water right now as I’m thinking of it, so I’m guessing steak has become a craving, along with yaki-soba bowls and cucumber salads.  Don’t feed me any garlic bread, though — I simply can’t eat it!

Names! We’re thinking Tiddlywinks, Champagne Supernova, or Chiquitita for a girl (gotta love those bananas), and Fortunato, Conquistador, or Rocket Science for a boy.  Sandy liked Prudence for a girl and Herbert Archibald for a boy, but I vetoed those immediately.  I can’t imagine having a “Pru” and “Herb.”

The birth will probably take place at Summerlin Hospital, and I am considering all sorts of labor options. Dr. Harter is very flexible with both pain medication and methods and will do anything I want, from a water/hypnobirth to a full-out epidural.  I feel very comfortable in my choice of obstetrician and can’t emphasize enough how important that feels to me.  I’ve got a lot of important things to consider in the months ahead!

Argh, time to eat again.  Every two hours my baby gets hungry!  I guess I should thank my stars I’m not losing my lunch every two hours like most moms at this point.

Signing off,

Mama Bear

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