Quick Update

At my OB appointment this morning:

• My weight is up by almost 7 pounds.  In two weeks.  Shock.  Gasp.  They're pleased with the gain, though.  For the record, I blame the gain on the protein bars...not the doughnuts, muffins, or biscuits I'm been eating.  ;-)  I'm still on the Zofran and the nausea seems to have leveled out at a not-so-miserable place.


• The boys look great.  They couldn't get an exact reading on the heartbeats with the crappy kiddy-computer-style ultrasound machine they had, but it sounded good and they looked good.  Baby A is not laying transverse in the bottom of my ute kicking the crap out of his brother (he literally kicked the entire time she was looking at him).  Baby B is laying with his head tucked not-so-nicely into the right side of my pelvic bone with his body and feet going up the right side of my ute.  He is the one to blame for my discomfort in the afternoons.  But who can blame him when his brother spends his days kicking him in the head!


• My iron looks good so I don't have to take the iron supplements the other doc pushed on me a while back.  I told the midwife at my last appointment that I just didn't take them and saw no need to if I hadn't tested as having a low level.  She agreed and tested to make sure we were clear.  Hooray for being clear.  (i've got enough stomach/bowel issues without adding 2 iron supplements to the mix.)


• I go back in 2 weeks for the fetal echo, cervical check, and growth scan.  Does everyone get a fetal echo @ 22 weeks?

In unrelated news, expect a house related post within a week.  We tore up the carpet in the living room.  Has anyone else ever seen what forms under carpet after a decade of wear?  All I can say is OMG...

What's for dinner?

NOTHING!  EVER AGAIN!

Not really, but wow.  I cleaned out my fridge like I'd wanted to for months.  All I'm left with are a few potatoes, some sliced cheese, and condiments.  I'm not kidding.  I even had to throw away unopened items because they'd expired sometime last month (or earlier).  Mr. W's going to scrub it all down now that I've throw everything out.  I knew it had been a while since we'd really bought groceries and since I'd really cooked a meal, but this is crazy!  I haven't really cooked a meal since the end of April.  :-o

Speaking of cleaning, Mr. W emptied all of the cabinets in the kitchen so he could paint the insides.  It's something we've needed to do since moving in (we painted the outsides a long time ago), but just never got around to.  Now we've been cleaning everything before putting it back in...talk about fun.  I just finished going through (and wiping down) all of my spices.  Holy cow I've got a ton of spices!  I need to figure out a way to catalog them so I know what I have.  I found three opened bottles of rosemary.  THREE BOTTLES!  There were quite a few other spices that I had two bottles of, most of them both opened already.  I think I'll try to do a spreadsheet so I can just check my sheet to see if I have a spice before emptying the whole cabinet or running to the store to buy another bottle.  I mean, who out there knows if they have a bottle of tarragon or coriander seeds or fennel off of the top of their head?

Speaking of my spices, I opened quite a few bottles just to smell them.  Although one or two turned my stomach, the rest just made me realize how much I miss cooking.  I love to cook!  I may not be the best cook, but it's something I truly enjoy.  I'm pretty much a recipe person so I'm not very inventive, but I'll try just about anything.  I love all of the different spices and oils and such.  (Mr. W also teases me about the various oils, vinegars, and cooking wines that I have.)  I already have a couple of meals in mind for the moment my stomach decides to behave (which I've accepted should be some time around birth).

Oh yay!  My stomach will definitely be better in time to make a nice chuck roast in the crock pot!  Mmmmmmm....add a little Marsala...yummy!