31-3-2009 - What\'s been going on with me

My mood while writing this blog: sleepy

Ok so Thursday I ended up in the emergency room with an IV in my arm for 6 hours. I had some kind of virus and couldn't keep anything down or in. I had 1/2 a popsicle and 3 crackers to eat Thursday and none of it stayed down. I went to the ER because I was worried about the baby and I was on the verge of dehydration. Hubby was really worried. 4 people at work ended up with the same damn virus. I ended up back at work Friday because no one else was there and they needed help. I probably should have stayed home but went in any way feeling horrible. I'm tons better now.

I still haven't been able to find out what the baby is. We tried 2 weeks ago and last week. The first time, one angle looked like a girl and then the next looked like a boy. Last week, she said don't rush to buy anything but she is going to go with girl because there was nothing there to indicate boy. It's strange because I had such a feeling it was a boy and now no feeling at all. I am excited either way. I have my anatomy scan scheduled for 4-27 at the hospital so maybe we will see then.

Baby is moving like crazy!!!! Especially at night. I swear sometimes if I would actually be looking at my belly that I would be able to see it. Hubby felt it for the first time tonight. It's AMAZING! For all that hasn't felt it yet, I can;t wait for you to because it is the most amazing thing. It feels so weird and special all at the same time. My hubby got freaked out and said it was so weird, lol!

Sorry this update is so short but I got off work an hour later than I should because, again, I can't leave until all my work is done and they bombarded me with stuff today. I honestly have no life. I get home from work somewhere between 6:15 and 7 every day, fix dinner, clean dishes (or my hubby does it), shower and then go straight to bed and do it all over again. I have to get up at 5:30am so I can leave my house by 7:30 to be there at 8:30. It's aweful! I cried after I left work today because sometimes it's just way too much to deal with. And then, the anniversary of my grandfather's death is Saturday. It's been 17 years and I still cry when I thinkof him. Saturday is going to be a hard day for me. I would give anything to see or hear him again. I was his first grand daugther and he raised me until the day he died. He was like a dad to me and I miss him every second of every day.

Oh baby just wiggled and said hi, lol.