It’s been 5 months already?

I got a call from the OB this morning. “Hello, this is just a reminder that you have a 20 week check up next week.”

20 weeks? I’m five months pregnant already? :eek: It seems strange because I don’t really look pregnant. Going up two pant sizes and wearing my big t-shirts proves that I’m getting larger, but I’m the only one who has noticed this. Friends and family have asked if I’m really pregnant. :rolleyes:

Plus side of pregnancy: Bigger breasts!

Down sides of pregnancy: Mood swings. Anxiety about my career and how having a child will affect my marriage – especially our sex life. Family angst. Guilt because I think “to much” about my job and what will become of it. Trying not to take criticism personally. (Yes, I know that Coke is bad for me. I’ve cut back, A LOT. Staying in our rented two-bedroom home will not hurt anybody, its better to save up for a bigger place. I appreciate your opinion that I should be a stay-at-home mother, thank you.)

Hopefully, the next four months will go by quickly.

It really hasn’t been 5 months. He just heard about the waxing and wants to drool over… your toe-nail polish. :wink:

It’s actually only a little over 4 1/2 months anyway.

:smack: ::slinks away::

You have not done this before, have you? :wink:

AMEN!

You are still in the glory days my friend. It’s all big boobs and no period.

Just wait…

Oh and all that crap in your post about what you are worrying about? That absolutely cracked me up. Let me summarize:

Work Anxiety: Work is the evil thing that is keeping me away from my baby. Work can blow up.

Sex Anxiety: You aren’t getting within a country mile of the ravaged remains of what was once your playground. If and when the swelling and bleeding ever stop, then we can talk, until then, let me sleep.

Family Angst: My child and my husband are my family. If you aren’t with us, you are against us. Unless you want to babysit IN MY HOUSE so I can take a nap, get in the back seat.

Two Bedroom Apartment: Ok, the baby needs two rooms for all his/her stuff, we can live in the living room. After getting no sleep for about 3 months, you can sleep standing up anyway.

Seriously Mousy, you are coming from a completely different perspective than you will once that baby comes. All the crap you worry about now will seem so incredibly minor it will boggle your mind.

There is nothing in this world I would rather do than get down on the futon and play with my husband and daughter. No restaurant, friend, job, nothing. Just take comfort knowing that you are completely out of your gourd and it has no bearing on what will happen in the future.

You can blame it on hormones (everyone else will anyway) but those who have joined the Mom Club know the truth.

Holding your child for the first time changes EVERY THING.

At least it will if you are lucky.

Now excuse me, I’m gonna go tickle my daughter. :slight_smile:
Rub your belly for luck for me. I guess i shouldn’t point out that one day you will miss that belly.

heeeheeeheee, the 4 months fly by…HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA

:smiley: Rodents and I have a lot in common: we’re small, we’re quite, and we’re strung higher than a Tibetan-manufactured guitar. (I’m greatful that, unlike mice, I’m only having one offspring at a time.)

Its scary to think how much will change once the Mouseling is born! Will I know what to do? Its actually legal to send an infant home with my clueless ass?

A recent exchange I had with a friend:
“You’ll be a great mom. You’ve always taken good care of your cats.”
“If I castrate my cats and keep them locked in the house, I’m a good pet owner. If I did that to my kids, I’d be a bad parent.”

So, have you had the “big” ultrasound yet? Are you planning to find out if it’s a boy mouseling or a girl mouseling?

That ultrasound is so cool – we could see all four chambers of his heart, just beating away! Amazing.

Congratulations, Mouse_Maven! I’ve been following your pregnancy threads lately with the hopeful anticipation that I will be soon passing the same milestones in my first pregnancy.

In two days I’ll be at 8 weeks, but I can’t wait to get a few weeks farther along. I’ve been working with an infertility specialist, so I’ve already had my first ultrasound (oh, look, a fuzzy little kidney bean with a heartbeat!) but I’m in a kind of medical limbo until I go for my first appointment with an OB/Gyn.

So far, I’m still somewhat in a suspended state of unbelief. I hope that seeing a baby doc will make it seem more real. Right now, I feel very little other than the usual exhaustion, bloating, nausea, burning boobs of flame, and a few big emotional meltdowns – none of which, quite frankly, gives me the warm fuzzies that I imagined being a potential mom would bring.

I’m hoping to make that appointment soon. We want to know the sex of the Mouseling.

Back in February, I had an ultrasound to see how far along I was. (Unplanned pregnancy, I had no idea when my last period was. Yes, I’m a moron.) The little rascal wouldn’t stay still for measurement! Kept flipping over or moving away - there was a lot of room in the womb at that time. I’m expecting our child to be very coy when the next ultrasound comes around.

Other information: I’m planning on having an epidural. No, I don’t have a birth plan yet; I just learned about this a couple of days ago. (Up until then, my plan was: go to hospital, have baby, hope like hell we figure out the rest.)

Honey… I’m not even in the Mom Club and all I can do is amen Auntbeast’s post. None of this shit is going to matter even the slightest bit in about another 18-20 weeks, seriously. Your perspective will shift so hugely and you won’t even have the luxury of time to marvel at how much it has changed. It’ll be great. :smiley:

I’m going to do hypnobirthing – if you can get past the name (and the woo-woo-ness of many of the practicioners), it looks like an amazing method of pain management. I’d encourage you to look into it, not necessarily as a replacement for an epidural, but as an additional tool. Former SDMB member hedra did some great posts about it a few years ago, and you can find some good info online (but, again, you have to be able to sort the wheat from the chaff, and look past some horrible web design).

And I’m with you on the figuring out the rest! I’m 23 weeks along, now, and our families are starting to bug us with, “what stuff do you want for the baby?” I’m thinking, “Hang on! I just got this whole pregnancy thing down, and now you want me to think about a baby and stuff for it? Woah, slow down!” :stuck_out_tongue:

Good luck to you! Once you get past the first trimester, things will be better. For me, nausea and killer headaches were the worst of it. Also, the doctor I was seeing had me quit my antidepressent cold turkey. Being moody is normal, but I was a complete wreak!!! (Still a basket csae, but that’s because I take work to personally. I’ve focused on my career for so long, becoming a mother has caught me off guard.)

In one of othe posts, a Doper used the term “nuclear knockers.” Its very appropriate. Mine are still tender. There are no stretch marks on my belly (yet), but there are a few on my breasts!

Poor Mouse_Spouse. :frowning: He’s a breast man and loves the fact that mine are getting bigger. Sadly, he gets a lot “No touching! They hurt!”

Ok, let me point out that you can lie to whoever you want to once you leave the delivery room about whether or not you got the good drugs. I had about 30 min between the two drugs I got (staydol-yuck epidural-heaven) where I felt the full onslaught of contractions. Had I had a knife, I would have cut myself open to crawl out and avoid the pain. I also gave birth to a 4lb 12 oz tangerine of a baby. It fucking hurt. Don’t be proud, do what you gotta do to get you through it. Seriously, it hurts.

People placed bets on how long my child would live in my care/in our house. We were well past grown when our daughter came and pretty well entrenched in our lives. My standard response to any questions were “I have a dog, that’s all I know.”

Not only is my daughter alive and well. She’s a very, very happy baby. No one is more shocked than me.

You’ll think it’s real. Then you’ll have your little mousling, and you will understand what real is.

My first words when they handed my daughter to me were “I want five more just like her.” That was it. I was done. She had me.About 1 minute old

Howling with laughter at work is bad, yes?

Can you feel when the Mouseling moves yet, can you, can you?

That last month will seem like a year.

My breasts were 3 times their normal size, almost overnight. My husband literally stumbled backward when I suprised him with them.

My cat thought they were for her to lay on. Then when my belly got big enough, it became a kitty shelf.

I used hypnobirthing last year. It worked really well for me. I went drug-free, as I had planned. There are no instructors in my area, so I just ordered the stuff from the website and did a “home-study” course.

I’m flattered. Please, laught all you like. :smiley:

No movement yet. It has worried me and I mentioned this to the OB at the last appointment. She suggested that I just sit still, clear my head, and see what happens. Obviously, she doesn’t have pets or children. If I sit still, the cats think my lap is a great snoozing spot and trying to dissuade them is difficult. Shutting myself in a room would lead to howls that roughly translate to “Heeeey! What the fuck is going on here?” Young children would have similar issues, I’m sure.

I’m expecting **a lot ** of pain. When it comes to discomfort, I have no pride. Gimme drugs!! When Mouse_Spouse and I where in Edinburgh last year, we bought a bottle of very nice Scotch. I’ve told Spouse to bring it to the delivery, we’ll need it. :stuck_out_tongue:

By the by, Auntbeast, you’re daughter is beautiful!

One of the funniest moments of my pregnancy came when my boy cat tried to jump onto my 9 months pregnant stomach (where he always likes to sleep when it’s not pregnant), and he immediately rolled off onto the floor. We were howling with laughter while he gave us this wounded look like “WTF, Mom?”.

Oh, and Mouse_Maven? All of the stuff you’re worried about, the stuff you say you’re going to do? It’s going to change. Believe me. So much stuff I thought about during the pregnancy, things I thought were uber-important to the safety and well-being of my child…yeah, okay. I ended up with an epidural (and C-section, neither of which I wanted), he still hasn’t gotten any juice, and I’ve limited him to natural sugars until his first birthday, and well, he’s not circumcised, but aside from that? Whatever. It all changes. So don’t beat yourself up if it does change because it happens to ALL of us.

And the shot of Nubain I got to try to stave off the epidural in my case? Freakin’ AWESOME. I loved that hour that it took the edge off of my contractions.

E.

Change, it unavoidable but it always drives me insane!

For years, I lived for my work. When my personal life was falling apart, work was a haven. I’m damaged goods in a bad relasionship, but I can dissect mice like no one else!! Over the past year, my job has become more difficult due to internal politics and funding problems. It felt like my life was in danger!

I’m pagan. A friend and I did a ritual together with the goal of changing our careers. Both of us wanted better jobs in our respective fields. The result: I got pregnant and my friend is looking at a career change. Apparently, the Divine had other plans. (I’ve give up on magical work. Another ritual I did was to clear away things I felt were blocking my path. The next day I was hospitalised with diarrhea! :eek: Just call me Rincewind.)

Leaving work scares me. I’ve been doing some sort of labor since I was 15, quitting and staying home sounds like a death sentence.