Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Pregnant, Not Disabled

I haven't really had too many things to write about lately, I guess. Though there's been a lot going on, I just haven't felt inspired to write.

I have been feeling really good. I have aches and pains every now and then, but overall, nothing too bad.


I did have a blog-inspiring moment last week.  Nick and I went on a hospital tour last Wednesday, and it was full of women that were similar in their pregnancy time frames as I was (at least, it looked that way to me--we didn't really do an intro session or anything).  I felt like so many of the women were acting disabled!  A couple of women smaller than me were needing to get wheelchairs to do the tour. Umm...what?? Now, keep in mind, this wasn't a long tour or anything. We had a 40-minute powerpoint presentation about the hospital, and then a 30-minute tour of the maternity wards. I thought it was fairly ridiculous how people were like, fawning all over their husbands for assistance.


Now, I know that some women might have been on bed rest or something, so maybe that was the reason for the wheelchairs, but I just got this funny feeling overall that these women were in much worse shape than I was.


I have felt like this numerous times during this pregnancy. At Christmas, I sat on the floor for this game, and they tried to get the game switched to a table just for me. At our Super Bowl party, I went across the room to sit on the floor, and I had 3 people offer their chairs to me. It was sweet, but I actually prefer the floor--but even

after telling people this, they still tried to haul me up into a chair, and felt really badly that they were sitting in a chair and "the pregnant lady is on the floor".

You should see the looks that people give me when I tell them "No, I'm really okay. Two weeks ago, I did a half-marathon." I have never seen so many bugged-out eyes in my life! I mean, I guess it's unusual, but is it really outrageous?


Is pregnancy-disability really that prevalent?  Other than not being able to bend down and tie my shoes as well as I used to, I am still really self-sufficient. I am beginning to feel like maybe it IS unusual, simply because of the fuss that people make over me. Do I look uncomfortable and in need of help?  I am not shoving off people's assistance because I am trying to look full of bravado or something--I genuinely don't need people's help most of the time. While I appreciate the gesture, I feel weirded out by all the fawning.


Nick says that people are just trying to be conscientious of my condition, and trying to be helpful. But I guess that's my issue--why is my pregnancy a "condition"?  I think it's my pride and self-sufficiency that keeps me from accepting help, or asking people to do things for me all the time, but I really don't feel like I *need* it yet.


I will admit, I am using Nick a little bit more than usual--if I get comfortably situated on the couch, and I realize I need my ice pack for my back, I definitely ask him to get it for me. Or, if I am sitting on the floor and someone next to me offers a hand up, I will take it.  But I'm not asking for help every minute of every day. I can get myself up off the couch, and up off the floor. I can carry a plastic folding chair from one set to another at work without any trouble. I can open and hold the door for people on set (people kept apologizing to me when they saw I was holding the door and pregnant--really? It's a door--is it that difficult?).


I really don't feel much different, other than the bowling ball attached to my stomach.


Oh--totally unrelated: I found out that I passed my glucose screening test with flying colors! Yay!

31 Week Pic


Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

29 Week Pic


What's in a Name?

I have been thinking of baby names since I was a kid.

I'm pretty infamous around my forever church friends about wanting to have 8 kids when I was younger, and I had names for all of them. I don't remember most, but I do remember wanting a boy named Austin Bentley, and a girl named Sisera Barak.

What can I say? I was 11, and an idiot.

Now that I'm faced with actually naming a child, the choices become a little more important.  I would rather eat dirt than name my kid Austin, and Bentley is a dog's name. And Sisera Barak, besides being weird and a name my husband would NEVER agree to, is named after Biblical characters who weren't exactly savory in their actions.



The middle name would definitely be Jeanne, no matter what. Ashley and I are both having this. Mom's middle name was Jeanne. Grandma Hume's middle name is Jean, and Mamaw Campbell's name was Jeanetta. Then, on Nick's side, his Grandma's middle name is Jean, his sister's middle name is Jean, and his aunt's middle name is Jean.

I had a few several requirements:
* It could not end with an "-en" sound. I already have to deal with being AllisON WaltON, and the repetitive nature of that.
* I wanted it to be a name not in the top 100 names for the last several years, which eliminated my top name immediately. For a long time, I wanted to name a little girl Sydney (after the butt-kicking amazingness of the Alias character), but it's one of the most popular names for the last several years. I don't want her being one of 18 Sydneys in her Kindergarten class.
* I have several names that were eliminated because of past students.
* I didn't want to end up with any goofy initials.
* The middle name (if a girl) would be Jeanne, after mom, so it had to sound good with that--which immediately eliminated all names starting with G or J.
* No goofy spellings.
* Several names are eliminated because they are already in our family.
* I didn't want anything *too* girly--no Victorias or Gabriellas for me.

Making a choice with Nick has proven difficult, as well.  Nick is a man with little original input, but lots of opinions.  What I mean is that he doesn't give any suggestions for what to name our little girl, but he definitely employs veto power at a moment's notice.  For instance, one of his main requirements was that our child not be named after a movie or TV character (well, drat). While seemingly impossible, he did say that we could get our name from a movie or TV show (because, let's be honest, almost every name has been used at one point or another), but it couldn't be an obvious one--like naming your son Mason because that's what the Kardashians did--and Phoebe and Monica were definitely out.

These are names that were rejected by Nick or I for one reason or another:

Sydney - Aforementioned veto because too popular and a TV name.
Felicity - Nick thought it sounded too frou-frou.
Maire (pronounced My-rah) - Nick really hated it. "We're not Irish."
Jada - Nick thought it was too ethnic of a name for us
Veronica - vetoed because of Veronica Mars
Cecily - Nick said it sounded like a city in Italy.
Iris - He just didn't like it.
Schuyler - He hated the spelling.
Lorelai - vetoed because of Gilmore Girls
MaKenna - I vetoed because it is too popular.
Harper - this was a frontrunner until I learned it is the fastest rising name in popularity. Darn you, Beckham family!

When I say that Nick rejected these names, most of the time it is an immediate rejection--I am talking, within the first 10 seconds.

So, when I said one name in particular, and he didn't veto it right away--and then said, "That one is okay." I immediately thought, "That's the one!!"

It sounds great with our last name, and flows well with Jeanne.
It hasn't been in the top 1000 names in the last 100 years.
It's girly but not too girly.
It is based on literature, but not a character's name. And it is based on literature that helped shape my growing up experience, so it makes it even more precious.
My dad liked it.
I love the meaning of the name.
Thankfully, the few people that I have tried the name out on have really liked it, and not deemed it "too weird".
and most importantly, Nick didn't veto it!

The *only* problem with this name is that Nick and I didn't really decide on the name together. It really was me coming up with it, and asking Nick what he thought.  However, he hasn't really come up with any other names (like, really. None.), and he does like the name.  How important is it that we do it together? Most people that I talk to have had similar situations--that is, one person comes up with the name, and the other person just agrees. But I do want Nick to feel like he has ownership and that it wasn't just a decision of mine.

Nick is hesitant to tell people the name. He thinks "it is too early" and that "we have plenty of time".  However, I did ask him if we could just decide that it was the name, but not announce it to everyone, to which he said, "That would be okay."  I feel like that is an acceptance.  But, out of respect to him, we are not announcing it yet. I would really like to (because I am excited about it), but we're still waiting.

Now I am just praying that our name doesn't get chosen by Wills and Kate, or Kim and Kanye. I'm pretty much screwed then.

Monday, January 21, 2013

OB Question

So, I wrote a few weeks ago about how I found my new doctor, and that I really like him a lot.

This weekend, however, I talked to a friend, and when she heard who my doctor was, she got very quiet. Turns out, she used to go to my doctor, and during some kind of exam or procedure, she was injured so badly that she had to have surgery and ended up reporting my doctor to the medical board.

Question: What do I do with this information? Do I try to switch doctors again, or do I just stick with him since I have liked him so far (but, to be fair, he hasn't done any internal examinations or anything)?

28 Week Photo