Archive for September, 2006

  • 25 Sep

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    Jillian Frank


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    Thanks, Pop

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    Jillian’s grandfather e-mailed her this comic. I thought it was hilarious and provided a good bump to the beginning of the dreaded Monday morning.

    I’m extremely excited about this baby! Every so often, it just hits me: we’re having a baby; I’m going to be a dad! AWESOME.

    I think one of the things I’m most excited about is hearing the heartbeat for the first time. I don’t think that happens until at least week 10, so we still have another 4-5 weeks to go.

  • 22 Sep

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    Jillian Frank


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    My First Doctor’s Appointment

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    I had my first doctor’s appointment yesterday. I’m 100% sure that I’m not going to stay with her for the duration of my pregnancy. The practice itself doesn’t seem very NCB (natural childbirth) friendly, and since that’s what I’m planning on, I think I need to find an OB/midwife/birthing facility that can support me.

    One thing that really irked me about my appointment was that the nurse who took my information was totally dismissive of the information I gave her. For example, when she asked me when the first day of my last cycle began, I told her “August 8th, but my cycles aren’t 28 days long, they’re around 31 days (on average).” She asked if I had estimated a due date yet. I said yes, “May 18, 2007.” At that point she pulls out her little circular due date estimator (you align the concentric circles to the first day of your last cycle and the due date gets estimated at another point on the apparatus). She says, “Huh, I’m coming up with May 14th.” Then I asked her if the estimator was based on a 28 day cycle. She said yes. I then repeated that I have 31 day cycles and that that was the information I used to figure out my due date. She wrote the 14th down in my chart. Maybe this doesn’t seem like a big deal. In truth, it isn’t… especially because I’m not staying with this particular OB. However, most OBs will only ‘let’ you go about 2 weeks past your due date before talking about induction. Her putting down the 14th (if I were to stay with that OB) would mean that she would be screwing me out of 4 days already. Again, this is a moo point (a cow’s opinion… it doesn’t really matter) because (1.) I’m not staying with this practice, and (2.) They can talk induction all they want. I’m not doing it. Am. Not. Consenting. Not going to happen. Repeat ad nauseam.

    So, I guess I’m going to start my new OB/midwife hunt a little earlier than I had expected. My next appointment is scheduled for the 6th. I’m hoping to have someone else set up so that I don’t have to go back to that office at all. Wish me luck.

    Just thought I would also let everyone know that all-freaking-day-long-sickness set in this past Tuesday. I’ve been sucking on Saltines and drinking ginger ale/ginger tea ever since. I’m also pretty darn exhausted, though I’ve found that if I can get to bed no later than 9:30 PM, I’m pretty much okay for the next day… at least until 5PM. My husband is wonderful (just another little tidbit of information). He’s been taking care of all of the cat stuff for days now and sending me to bed as early as possible. I love him.

  • 14 Sep

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    Jillian Frank


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    God Is a Trickster

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    At 4am on Tuesday, I took a HPT, and it came back positive! At that point I ran back to bed, tapped my snoozing husband frantically on the arm and yelled, “I’m pregnant!” He asked me if I was serious, and I asked him if I would joke about such a thing.

    By that point the adrenaline was rushing, so there was no going back to bed for us. Instead, we got up, washed dishes, and did two loads of laundry. And, we actually had time to go out to a celebratory breakfast at Abe’s deli… our waitress was the first person to find out our good news.

    Tuesday was a rush and a blur. So far we’ve told most of our families and just about all of our good friends (oy! Ferris… give a girl a call back, would ya?!?). We’re going to wait to tell work people for a few more weeks. Right now I’m about five weeks along… we’ll probably wait until after the first trimester.

    So, I’m nervous. And I’m excited. And nervous. Nervous.

    Josh picked up two books for me that I had been requesting: The Thinking Woman’s Guide to a Better Birth, by Henci Goer, and Ina May’s Guide to Childbirth, by Ina May Gaskin. I cannot wait to get further into them.

    So, the title of this blog. Let me explain. God is a trickster. Josh and I have been (quietly) TTC since around March. I have been praying/hoping/wishing for a baby since then. About a month ago, Josh and I decided to buy a house. Things have been going pretty well with the sale, but I’ve really been praying/hoping/wishing that this house thing works out. So, now that the house buying is full steam ahead and we’re looking at a mortgage, insurance, taxes, utilities—in short, being poor—God has blessed us with a baby… God’s little was of saying, “There you go! Everything you’ve always wanted! *nudge, nudge* Don’t say I never did anything for ya’!” Also, another little ’screw you’ from the big guy: I have finally gotten into a routine of working out. My clothes are fitting really well and I feel great. In another few weeks, I’ll be big and round and will definitly NOT fit into my jeans.

    Still, I’m stoaked.