I planned to go to school this semester from the get go when I found out I was preggo. What would I do with my time otherwise? And Sam and I totally could figure out a trading schedule. I did find classes that would not coincide with Sam's for the semester, yet there were a few things holding me back.
Last semester I found that my major was not for me. I think I always knew that, however I just wanted a degree and Family Studies was the fastest track to graduate. Last semester, though, I was in a class where others shared their passion for what they are studying and I could not say the same. I knew it was important, but I wasn't that passionate about it to say the least.
Also, we looked at Sam's tentative medical school schedule and realized there could be no trading done whatsoever past his undergrad. That would mean I would either have to put the babe in daycare/family care or well, not go to school after this semester.
Lastly, being due in the middle of the semester is something to think about. I can stress stress stress out about school as it is but add a baby into the equation and honestly...can I do that? Should I do that (to me and the baby and even Sam)?
So last minute, after signing up and everything, I dropped out of college for the time being. Makes me really sad thinking about it, but there are more important things to think about with a baby on his way.
Without school or a job or a child yet, there is so much time on my hands it's not even funny. There are things I am able to do that I haven't focused too much on before, like magnify my calling, cook, clean, craft, do my family history, go to the temple... (I've done these things since being married, but now I don't have to make time for it...that is my time!) I also buckled down and got a pinterest account. I think it's pretty cool and all, but the time flies way too fast when you are on pinterest (like facebook). And I feel any tries at my pins will turn out like this:
Hopefully I use my time wisely with nothing to do, right?
If you're pinterested (ha.) my account is pinterest.com/kileyhobbs/
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
I think it's time for a little update on my pregnancy. I am nearing my third trimester, so I have a few thoughts on being pregnant and whatnot.
(I'm actually 26 weeks today, ha)
All I have to say is that I'm super blessed. And that I must like that pink striped shirt. But really, I have wonderful families on both sides who help us out along the way and this pregnancy has been fairly easy. I mean, I got through 18 credit hours this past semester and passed with flying colors. I don't think anyone at school knew I was pregnant!
On the 27th of November, we found out we're having a BOY! I must say that I wanted a girl, but I'm not disappointed. It will just be harder to find things that I like (the little girl section is way cuter). But I can't get too picky with a limited budget. I don't think I realize how much a baby will cost us yet. As for the name, we're sort of waiting to tell people because, you know, people have opinions and we might get tired of the name before he even arrives! But for now, we love our little man. He loves practicing his karate and dance moves, I'll tell you that.
So now, here are my thoughts about pregnancy:
The first trimester:
Super surprised to find that I was actually pregnant. A few days after I missed my period, we went to Cliff's Amusement Park. Sam and I joked about me being pregnant whenever we saw the warning signs about pregnancy, like "Oh no, Kiley, you can't go on this one!" but if we really knew...
I can't remember any discomforts other than that feeling you get when you've done nothing but sleep and eat junk food then try to function afterwards. Leftover smells made me nauseous. I did throw up a couple times, but other than that, I could function normally.
Going to the doctor was kind of a pain. The doctor was really nice, but SO MUCH PAPERWORK! I also hate peeing in the cup. I have one of the shyest bladders and if I peed that morning before the appointment, there's NO chance you will get a few drops from me. It's hard when they push you to do something you KNOW your body won't let you do and make you feel bad when you can't. Then Sam had to leave before I received my ultrasound and I was more sad about that than excited to see the baby. But they put the baby on the screen and he was adorable. He actually looked like a little boy even then.
The second trimester:
I was excited to hit this part of my pregnancy. I'm still in it! Everyone I know liked this one the most, and I can see what they meant. The crappy feelings ceased and I slowly am getting that bump!
We got to find out if it was a boy or girl at 20 weeks. I kept trying to push for an earlier date, but they are stubborn people at the parinatal place. The person who did my first ultrasound did this one and she remembered me as the girl who couldn't pee (and I never had a UTI...is that weird, or am I just blessed?). After a little poking around, we saw that our little boy is, well, a little boy. I still don't know how I reacted. I wanted a girl, then wanted a boy, then wanted a girl, then got a boy. It works out I guess. We got to get a third ultrasound a few weeks later and got some cute pics of him. He has full lips and a cute pointed chin. Hard to tell who he looks like.
This trimester I got to feel our little man for the first time (little flutters), but I can feel him squirm and kick now for sure. Sam said once in a while he puts his hand on my belly while I'm asleep and can feel him rocking out. However, there are times I don't remember him moving all day, so I guess it comes in bouts. I also am told he can hear us by now so it's time to start singing and talking more to my belly, although it feels weird to do that sometimes.
People can usually tell I'm pregnant by now, although there were times I assumed they already knew! Like the time I taught Sharing Time in Primary. I pulled out a picture of our wedding day and said "This is a picture of my wedding day..." A Valiant 11 girl blurted, "You're married?!" I poked my growing belly out and said, "I sure hope I am!" Then: "....You're PREGNANT?! " Haha, in front of the whole primary. And others coming up to me, "I didn't know you were pregnant!" when they glimpse me. I guess my belly sort of popped one day.
One of the frustrations I've found is old clothes getting a little tight. Garments especially. The tops I had before were short to begin with, but adding a growing belly and I can't tuck them in! The bottoms too. I woke up this morning I found the skin on my hips raw and hurting from the garment's band. I had to face the fact that I needed new clothes and went shopping yesterday with one patient husband. That is frustrating, too. If a store even had a maternity section it was super skimpy and expensive. I even bought a couple things at the maternity store, walked out, and got cold feet because of the price. Sam walked back in to return the items a few minutes after I purchased them because I was too embarrassed! JCP said they got rid of their section a few months ago and Old Navy even referred us to other stores! Normally I don't mind clothes shopping, but this was a pain in the butt for sure.
Another thing is back pain and heartburn. It's not bad, I can just get a little uncomfortable at times. Although, I get this pain under my ribs and I don't know if it's pregnancy related or not. I guess we will see.
I've been super blessed, as I said before. I hear about nightmarish pregnancies and I feel quite normal, other than things stated above. Let's see how third trimester treats me!