Friday, November 30, 2012

My baby...

no. I don't mean the one growing inside of me...

I mean the one I married.  After being up all night with him and "teeth, jaw, ear, face" pain, I made him a dentist appointment.

Dec 10th he'll have his wisdom teeth removed.

Thank goodness this happened before May. I can only handle one baby at a time.

Monday, November 26, 2012

Week 16

So my doctor and I are on different pages on how far along I am. Today I went to see him for what he thinks is my 16 week appointment. (I think I'm around 14w 6d) I HOPE he's right!

It took him a bit to find the heartbeat because baby H was doing flips around in my stomach. 

He looked at me and said, don't worry I'll find it.  I wasn't worried until he said that.

The baby's heartbeat was in the 150s. A bit down from it's 173 four weeks ago but still very much healthy and right where he wants it. 

I had to get a breast exam and pap smear.  Can I just say, I haven't had either in nearly 5 years (pre-marriage) It was a lot better this time. Still not fun. I guess I don't need to feel self-conscience because I will eventually be, you know, having a baby.

I really think my doctor is the best! He agreed to do my gender ultrasound on Dec 17th so we would know when we go home for Christmas!

Happy baking baby!

Sunday, November 25, 2012

27 years ago today...

November 25, 1985 is the day my parents went to pick me up from the adoption agency. I was a few days over 3 months old.  I, of course, have no recollection of this day past the millions of times I've heard the story.  It's a story I hold dear to me because this day really defines me.  If it weren't for this single event; my life as I know it would not exist.  It's odd to think of who I might be if I was never a Rumker.  But in God's great plan I believe I always was meant to be a Rumker. Creator of life and author of my story which is one only he could have put together so seamlessly.

Most years I think on this day how lucky I am to have my family.  My supportive, organized, patient mom,  my dad who really is the softest rock I know, my driven brother who makes cute babies, and all my unique extended family. 

This year as I hold a tiny peach of a baby inside my belly my thoughts drift to my birth mom. I wonder on this day, did she know I was forever home? Did it give her peace? Talking to her as an adult I know she knew she was making the best decision for her and me.  But as a 20 something like me, I can't imagine the baby inside me belonging to another.

Today I am thankful.

Saturday, November 17, 2012

week 14

It's been three months of living as a buffet.

My gag reflex is still crazy out of control.  Thinking about, or talking about certain things get it going.  Coffee is a big one.  If I even visualize a cup or pot of coffee I'm gagging!

I'm also hungrier than the last few weeks. But in the middle of a meal I can decide something no longer tastes right.  If my body tells me enough...the smart thing to do is stop.

I've been SUPER cranky this week.  I notice it mostly at school. (My poor kiddos)

I feel fat. Very fat. But not like I hate my body fat, just accepting the reality that it's changing but doesn't look pregnant yet.

I go back to the doctor in a week.  I'm looking forward to hearing that super fast (173 last time) heartbeat again and not so looking forward to the "duck beak" that awaits.

Sunday, November 11, 2012

The "Big Brothers"

So three years ago when Trevor and I got our pups, we figured that by the time we got around to having baby they would be chilled out, lay around, lap dogs.  I can hear those of you who know Samson and Ezra laughing! So we tried to break the news that they would be getting a little brother or sister easy. This is what we got:

 What did you say????
Since they were less than excited, I decided they may need a little practice before the baby is born. So this morning we had big brother lesson #1. "Don't bite the baby". 
We're still working on lesson 1. Good thing we have until May.  :)
*No Teddy Bears were harmed during the making of this post*

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

November this far

...Trevor and I upgraded to iphones. I'm happy with it so far
...I'm starting to feel better.  The 2nd trimester has been nicer to me
...I survived the election season at school, listening to students repeat their parent's opinions wears me out. 
... I've been told today many, many completely crazy things as the election is over. Ah, living in rural Oklahoma. 
... I'm counting the days until Thanksgiving because it gets me closer to Christmas
... I haven't told my students I'm pregnant
...I've deleted over 50% of my 'friends' on facebook and blocked another good portion who post really annoying, whiny, or ignorant posts. It makes logging on much more enjoyable
... We have a boy and girl name picked...but they're both secrets.

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Interview with Trevor (Week 5)

This intereview took place at the end of September. I was about 5 weeks along and the only people who knew were Travis and Lindsey.  I've been asking him baby questions as a way to mentally prepare him and get his thoughts down on paper. He loves it (not) but he tolerates it for the sake of our child. Trevor's words are in black, mine in red.

Beth asking Trevor:

How has pregnancy been so far from?  When are you going to answer questions? Ugh. So far there hasn’t been any change

What are you most excited about? Telling friends. Like who? Kim and Thomas. Zach. I’m also excited to tell my parents. What do you think they will say? I don’t know, that they are excited

What are you most nervous about? Ugh Having a baby. The actual labor process? No not worried about that at all, except still living at the end (Side note from Beth, he seems to think I'm going to be angry at him during the birth process)

What’s one characteristic that you want to pass on to our future child? Love of life, adventurism

Trevor asking Beth

On a scale of 1-10 how good of a husband am I being right now? You’re definitely a ten.

Why? Because you let me take naps, you rub my back, and you buy me ice cream.

What family genetics would you not like to pass on? Cavities, fat feet, bad eyesight

Friday, November 2, 2012

Beginning of Baby

Disclaimer: this post contains words such as boobs, and 'try'

Trevor and I had been talking about when we wanted kids for a few months. I decided I didn’t want to miss a bunch of the school year so a summer baby would allow us to “ease” into parenthood before our busy schools schedules started again. We calculated that we could try in Aug, Sept, and October. We decided if it didn’t happen in those 3 months we would just wait a while and rethink things. We sort-of hit or miss tried in August and I was convinced we didn’t hit the right days.  I felt sort of crampy a week before my period was supposed to start and I thought it was unusual.  I also got really light headed in Walmart.  I noticed that my taste (not smell) was super strong.  Nothing was good or bad just really powerful. 

Travis was coming to spend the weekend and I knew going out would be on the agenda. I was about 4 days late and still didn’t really think I was pregnant but took a test anyway to see if I could drink over the weekend.  It IMMEDIATELY turned into a plus sign.  I ran it over to Trevor who calmly told me to wait the two minutes then look at it. It still looked like a bright plus sign.  Trevor thought the cross line looked silver and not blue and didn’t believe it. He told me to wait 3-4 days and test again.  WHAT?!? Yah right. So we went and bought a digital test that says either yes or no. I took it about 10:30 pm and it IMMEDIATEY buzzed and read yes+.  No denying it now. I had felt fine up to this point, other than some sore boobs.  Since Travis was there, naturally he knew what was going on, and we told him he couldn’t tell anyone.