This week tops all weeks recently. Not only did I do my first pregnant triathlon, found out that we are having a baby girl, are leaving in three days for an overseas vacation, but this morning I found out that I was accepted to San Jose State University's executive MBA program. I am so excited! All the studying, GMAT prep, essay writing, etc. has paid off.
It's so funny to think I will be attending SJSU because when I first started looking at schools last year I turned my nose up at this one. I was only going to apply to Stanford and UC Berkeley because I foolishly thought that they were the only ones that seemed fitting after my undergrad degree at Georgetown. But once I looked at the program requirements and *gasp* the insane costs and distance from my house, San Jose suddenly looked more fitting. So here I am, ready to enroll at San Jose State. I can't believe it!
Three cheers for all moms who are raising a family, working full time and going to school, too. This is gonna be bad!
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
It's a girl!
This morning daddy and salt and vinegar momma learned that we are having a girl. It is completely mind blowing to think that in about 4 months our daughter will be here - our little girl! Now I am wishing I'd shut my mouth when I said I wanted a son, oops. Lesson learned.
I'd like to briefly touch on the ultrasound experience and doctor's visit. Before you go they ask you to empty your bladder 1 hour and 15 minutes before, then 1 hour before drink 16+ ounces of water. I had a large decaf coffee and the water and had to pee like I've never had to before. I couldn't even look at the bathroom door because I was afraid I'd involuntarily go on the floor! I also didn't eat breakfast because psycho that I am I didn't want to have an extra ounce of food in me when I got weighed. I planned to pee everything out and take off my shoes before I got on the scale. I hate that part.
Ok, back to the ultrasound. It was the weirdest thing because I am trying to enjoy myself and watch the monitor but I had to pee so bad I had to concentrate on that and started holding my breath. If I could have relaxed I bet the appointment would have been more fun. After about 10 minutes of checking out the baby she finally swoops down to the bottom area and says there it is, a girl! Actually she said, there is the labia... ha! How clinical was that? Either way, it was mind blowing to fianlly give this baby an identity, our daughter, her, she, daddy's little girl. How awesome.
The doctor's appointment was the normal poke and prod, weigh and blood pressure check. I'm at 21 weeks now and have gained 11 pounds. I definitely am not happy about this but my midwife said that it was excellent. At this appointment I worked up the gall to ask permission to not come to as many prenatal appointments. After having researched it I am of the opinion that the whole USA prenatal visits is part of an on-going insurance racket. Does a healthy woman really need 13 prenatal visits? I personally don't think so. I was asked to come back in 4 weeks for another check up but politely debated that I would like to push that out 6-8 weeks. After some back and forth we agreed on 7 weeks. The midwife/doctor agreed that it was more than safe and made me promise to come in earlier if I was concerned about anything. I also felt like I had taken a little bit more control over this pregnancy and my body - and my freakin' checkbook - by requesting fewer appointments. So, any of you out there thinking that you'd like to try going to fewer prenatal visits, do your research and ask. You might get lucky!
I'd like to briefly touch on the ultrasound experience and doctor's visit. Before you go they ask you to empty your bladder 1 hour and 15 minutes before, then 1 hour before drink 16+ ounces of water. I had a large decaf coffee and the water and had to pee like I've never had to before. I couldn't even look at the bathroom door because I was afraid I'd involuntarily go on the floor! I also didn't eat breakfast because psycho that I am I didn't want to have an extra ounce of food in me when I got weighed. I planned to pee everything out and take off my shoes before I got on the scale. I hate that part.
Ok, back to the ultrasound. It was the weirdest thing because I am trying to enjoy myself and watch the monitor but I had to pee so bad I had to concentrate on that and started holding my breath. If I could have relaxed I bet the appointment would have been more fun. After about 10 minutes of checking out the baby she finally swoops down to the bottom area and says there it is, a girl! Actually she said, there is the labia... ha! How clinical was that? Either way, it was mind blowing to fianlly give this baby an identity, our daughter, her, she, daddy's little girl. How awesome.
The doctor's appointment was the normal poke and prod, weigh and blood pressure check. I'm at 21 weeks now and have gained 11 pounds. I definitely am not happy about this but my midwife said that it was excellent. At this appointment I worked up the gall to ask permission to not come to as many prenatal appointments. After having researched it I am of the opinion that the whole USA prenatal visits is part of an on-going insurance racket. Does a healthy woman really need 13 prenatal visits? I personally don't think so. I was asked to come back in 4 weeks for another check up but politely debated that I would like to push that out 6-8 weeks. After some back and forth we agreed on 7 weeks. The midwife/doctor agreed that it was more than safe and made me promise to come in earlier if I was concerned about anything. I also felt like I had taken a little bit more control over this pregnancy and my body - and my freakin' checkbook - by requesting fewer appointments. So, any of you out there thinking that you'd like to try going to fewer prenatal visits, do your research and ask. You might get lucky!
Triathlon at five months pregnant!
Yesterday momma completed her first triathlon while pregnant. While this wasn't my first tri ever, it was my first time doing one while hauling 11 extra pounds and a 21 week old fetus along for the ride. I'd wanted to sign up for the event a month earlier but was hesitant to pay the entry fee only to drop out if I didn't feel well, so I waited until the day before to sign up to ensure I was able to go the distance. Granted, the distance wasn't anything terribly impressive - 400 m swim, 10 mile bike, and 2.5 mile run (or waddle) - but it was something!
The week leading up to the event my lower back was killing me and I'd been to a chiropractor and had a prenatal massage. Nothing worked. When I woke up on race day I was in so much pain I could barely walk to the bathroom. Somehow the race cured me, nothing hurt at all during, I was so grateful! Maybe I whacked it out so much that it went back into place? Not sure, but it worked! The swim was pretty chill, out and back around two buoys in a quarry lake full of duck feathers and poop. I wore my wet suit, even though it wasn't cold water, to ensure none of that yucky water got up inside me to baby. I was 3rd out of the water, busted through transition, then was first out on bike and first back in by almost 3 minutes. I was ahead the whole run but got passed by a 22 year old NON-pregnant girl about 1/4 a mile from the finish line. I was so bummed but I promised myself I wouldn't push it. I finished strong in 1:11:15, about 8 minutes slower than I did it the year before, but still pretty solid. I was really proud of myself, as was baby daddy! 2nd overall in my division of 120 women!
Next and last race is the Barb's half Ironman in which I am only doing the swim relay portion. My mother in law is biking the 56 miles and my mom is running the 13.1 miles. Too cool to have the mom's, mom-t0-be, and baby altogether!
The week leading up to the event my lower back was killing me and I'd been to a chiropractor and had a prenatal massage. Nothing worked. When I woke up on race day I was in so much pain I could barely walk to the bathroom. Somehow the race cured me, nothing hurt at all during, I was so grateful! Maybe I whacked it out so much that it went back into place? Not sure, but it worked! The swim was pretty chill, out and back around two buoys in a quarry lake full of duck feathers and poop. I wore my wet suit, even though it wasn't cold water, to ensure none of that yucky water got up inside me to baby. I was 3rd out of the water, busted through transition, then was first out on bike and first back in by almost 3 minutes. I was ahead the whole run but got passed by a 22 year old NON-pregnant girl about 1/4 a mile from the finish line. I was so bummed but I promised myself I wouldn't push it. I finished strong in 1:11:15, about 8 minutes slower than I did it the year before, but still pretty solid. I was really proud of myself, as was baby daddy! 2nd overall in my division of 120 women!
Next and last race is the Barb's half Ironman in which I am only doing the swim relay portion. My mother in law is biking the 56 miles and my mom is running the 13.1 miles. Too cool to have the mom's, mom-t0-be, and baby altogether!
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