Had my second doctor's appointment yesterday (my first one with the actual doctor). The purpose of this one (which is about 10 weeks) was to go over medical history and the initial blood and urine tests that they did a few weeks ago, and to do the first ultrasound...which is done with a weird probe and is not as clear or informative as the one that they will do on Friday.
First things first, blood tests are all normal, and we have no major medical issues that we need to worry about right off the bat. So, that was good...
Next, they lubed up this weird hoo-hah camera probe (that is my best description...lol) and took a little look around in there. I could tell you what we saw, but I somewhat doubt that you would believe me;-) As such, I will hold off on the official confirmation until my ultrasound with the radiologist on Friday morning, at which time I will absolutely, positively post photographic evidence of the mess I seem to have gotten myself into...lol.
Yea...subtlety not intended...just can't even bring myself to write the word! But, safe to say, The Boy is clearly genetically responsible for this...
The Boy? His awesomeness simply can not be overstated:-) He has a really remarkable ability to know exactly what I need most at any given time...and to make that happen!
And I should give a special shout out to his older brother, too, since he is the one who so generously donated this weekend to us:-). He actually won it in a raffle at a golf tournament this summer, and figured that he and his wife were unlikely to get away for a weekend in the fall, so he offered it to his brother...who took him up on it and then kept it a surprise to his adorable wife:-). (Still not used to being a "wife", but I am getting more used to it.)
I didn't know where we were going until we got there...and really not until Saturday morning when I woke up...lol. I was so freaking tired on Friday after school that I put on sweatpants and a giant sweatshirt and folded myself up in the passenger seat and fell asleep. Like...I am not sure that I was still awake when we pulled out of the garage, and I was definitely out cold before we got to the highway (which is...um...four minutes away?).
Next thing I knew, The Boy was rousing me because we were at the hotel and he had already checked us in and gotten the keys and I needed to wake up to walk inside. I suppose I could have made him carry me:-). First impression was that the place seemed really cute, the bed was super comfortable and the salad that he bought me on the way was yummy:-). And then, as I sort of woke up a bit...it dawned on me to ask exactly where we were...lol.
So...we went to a resort in Lenox, MA, which is way out in the Berkshire Mountains near New York. It is about a two hour drive (which I found out on the way home...when I was awake:-)) and it is a really pretty area. It will be breathtakingly stunning in about a week when the leaves are in full color-change, but they had changed enough this weekend to really make the countryside beautiful. If you have never seen real, live, fall foliage in New England, then you are missing out...the pictures just can't capture the beauty.
The weather turned out to be better than expected...not too chilly, no rain, and even a little bit of sun here and there. We were up early on Saturday (c'mon...I was asleep at 6:30...what do you expect?) and went for a quick, very refreshing (read: chilly!) walk before breakfast. I saw more turkeys, squirrels, rabbits and deer in 15 minutes than I have seen in a very long time...lol.
A big bowl of fresh fruit and a muffin made for a delightful breakfast (I would have loved to tear through a giant bacon and sausage omelet, but the idea made me a little queasy) before the morning massages that I had been so looking forward to all week! One hour of absolute heaven that was totally worth the anticipation. [Side note...we went into the room and there were two masseuses, both women...one was about my age and quite attractive, and the other was in her 40's and a little on the heavy side. I am not a terribly jealous girl, but there was no way that I was letting the hot chick rub oil on my naked Boy...hee hee]
The weekend package included a golf, but I didn't really feel like playing a whole round. So, I played the first nine, which was really fun, and then went back to the room, changed into my sweats and sat outside on a swinging bench and read while The Boy finished. We had a really fantastic dinner, and then mosied back to the room and hung out for the rest of the night. My hot tub ban was a bummer, but the divine Mrs. Rocket Scientist was good enough to include some of more mischievous things from my closet when she packed my bag:-) We got to practice some of the massage techniques we learned earlier...hee hee:-D.
I squeezed in a facial on Sunday morning, which was maybe a little bit of pampering overkill...but I was feeling entitled:-) Then we packed up and checked out...stopped for lunch on the way home, and got back in plenty of time for afternoon football!
Pretty darn good weekend, huh?
My sleeping pattern is pretty f'ed up, which is the reason for the late blogging. I was up too late last night, so I was exhausted all day today (nothing new there...I am always tired!), which led to a lengthy nap when I got home from school kind of early. Like a three hour nap, which is more of a "sleep" than a nap, I suppose. Now, I am not nearly tired enough to go to bed, and we can repeat the whole cycle tomorrow. At least I will have the weekend to get myself back on a schedule:-)
So, I have noticed something about school...it seems like people are intent on proving their intelligence by being skeptical about everything, and being super critical of discussion points. Anytime we go over a case study, there seems to be a race to ask the most insightful question that exposes whatever flaw there is in the business idea. Which is fine...the ability to ask good questions is a key part of what they are trying to teach us.
But to be honest, it is not that hard...you can always think of reasons that something won't work. What is really hard is deciding that the reasons something will work outweigh those, and being willing to put yourself on the line in backing an idea, or a company, or a plan, or whatever. Put any business plan in front of me, and I will tell you a dozen things that are wrong with it...but anyone who has spent a little bit of time thinking about things at a strategic level can do that. What is really hard is identifying the one out of ten business plans that really will work.
Anyway, I am still kind of thinking that a lot of my classmates are in the "trying to make a good impression" stage, but I am wondering when that will change. I kind of assume everyone here is at least pretty smart, I don't need them to constantly demonstrate it to me...
Enough of that...totally different subject...
It's a good thing that I have blog readers, because the whole "pregnant women should avoid hot tubs" thing was completely news to me. But yes, hot tubs are kind of a no-no...you are either supposed to turn down the temperature (most hot tubs work at like 105 degrees, which is too hot, but if you can turn it down to 98-100, it is OK) or limit exposure to like 10 minutes at a time. The concern is that a body temperature that rises to 102+ is dangerous during the first trimester, and sitting in water warmer than that for 10-20 minutes is enough to do that.
So there, we all learned something today:-)
Massages? Totally cool! Laying around in bed all day? Also totally cool. Ergo, I am planning on the bed occupying a lot of my time.While I have definitely started to put some weight on (scale says 103, which is an all-time high for me), I still look super cute in my underwear;-). Gotta do what I can while that is still true.
Way past my bed time, but I finally finished with the work I had to get done for my 8:00am class, and realized that I will likely not have a chance to blog tomorrow. It will take me a little while to mentally wind down anyway, so blogging will help me get ready for bed. The Boy had a 9:30 softball game (I know, huh?) and I won't really fall asleep until he gets home. I am a worrier, what do you want from me?
I accidentally told Tinkerbelle that I am pregnant...oops! She called me to chat, and I sorta lost track of myself and let it slip while we were talking about her coming to visit next summer. I made her promise and super-sister-pinky-swear not to tell anyone else, but I don't know how that will work out. I have a hard time thinking that she won't tell her Mom, and I have to feel like she will tell the rest of the family. When I finally tell my aunts and uncles, I will be able to tell whether or not they are pretending to be excited, or whether they really are surprised. No real concern either way:-)
Munchkin says that things are better at school, although she was a little bit evasive as to whether she did something specific, or whether the other girl apologized or whether something else happened. That's OK, she can tell me if she wants to (yea, as if! I will totally check with a couple of the teachers that I am sort of friendly with who will spill the dirt for me!)
Special weekend plans that I just found about today:-). The Boy has been scheming a little bit...
Munchkin is going to be away on Saturday night because she is going to New Jersey with the family she babysits for. They have a family wedding, and they are bringing the kids down with them, but not to the actual wedding...so Munchkin is going with to be the Nanny. (She will probably get paid like $200 for that, which I would totally do if I was asked!)
I had kinda figured on a relaxing weekend bumming around the apartment, but The Boy went one better and is taking me somewhere. I don't know exactly where...but it is somewhere in New England, and he assures me that the agenda includes absolutely nothing except relaxing and eating! We are leaving on Friday night, Munchkin is staying with Smoking Hot Roommate Friday (the two of them are responsible for packing for me, since I don't know what to pack:-)) and we are coming back on Sunday.
I figure it has to be one of three places...North to the mountains in New Hampshire, Maine or Vermont; West to the Berkshires; or possibly South to Newport. The first and second would mean some classic Fall scenery...crisp air and lots of color. The third is a little non-traditional for Fall around here, but is actually a really neat spot at that time of year because it is a little slower-paced than it is all summer. Regardless of where it is, I can promise that I will spend some time under the hands of a professional masseuse, and there is a really good chance that I spend some time soaking in a hot tub!
Of course, it is supposed to rain, but I don't really care...I would be totally happy to lounge around in bed all day and look out the window at that great Fall scenery:-). And wherever it is, let's all give The Boy lots and lots of thanks for being a super thoughtful baby daddy:-)
