What a month!

So February has been an interesting month.  All started of pretty well...we were going up to Mark's parents for the weekend and I was looking forward to their yummy cooking (aka I am not cooking!) and relaxation.  We had a few bits we needed to go shopping for up there but we put that off until Sunday when it is a bit quieter.  Well bad move there.  You see Sunday I woke up not feeling quite right.  I thought it would go away with a shower and maybe trying to eat some toast but it didn't.  I still felt..."off".  Well, I figured this was nothing I couldn't handle and told Mark we should head out anyways.  I was WAY wrong on that call.  We drove the half hour or so to where we were going to do our shopping when I told Mark...um I think you need to roll down the window.  He is like what?  I just said I don't feel good...(meanwhile we are going up a windy parking garage to find a spot to park).  Well as soon as we parked I ran to the railing and puked my guts up.  Now you see I haven't been sick and thrown up since I was 20 years old...so thats almost 13 years ago.  Its amazing to me how that oh no feeling never changes...but I just don't EVER get sick....like ever!  Well needless to say we didn't get any of our shopping done.  I was weak for the rest of the day but managed to keep little bits of food down and planned on going to work the next day.  Yeah...that didn't happen.

You see the next day I woke up thinking man I am a bit weak still but do my eyes kill!  Got in the shower to get ready and just though man...I must have gotten soap in my eyes or something to make them hurt like this...to my shock and horror when I got out and looked in the mirror the whites of my eyes where no longer white but red.  I seriously looked like I had bloody eyes.  Well that sent me over the edge!  I freaked out!  Called the doctor and went straight in.  He said because I had so violently thrown up I had hemorrhaged most of the blood vessels in my eyes.  Yep not one but BOTH!  He seemed a bit concerned so asked to do some blood work.  Ever so comforting to the pregnant lady...NOT!  He said he has seen it in one eye but to have it like that it both it usually takes an accident or being thrown off a horse.  Well isn't this just great.  He then told me the worst of the news...glasses for this contact wearer till they healed and NO EYE MAKEUP!  Faint....that is what I wanted to do but didn't.  Are you serious I look 12....I don't think I have gone out in public with no makeup let alone with glasses on in like well...since the early 90's!  So for 2 whole weeks that was me.  I looked like a horror chick out of a Halloween movie.  They were gross...you could tell people didn't want to look but couldn't help themselves....seriously...the joys of being pregnant!...grrrr   Thankfully all the tests came back a okay.

Well speaking of pregnant all seems now to be going fine.  I had definitely thought I was carrying a little baby boy...but was I ever wrong!  Mark and I are going to be having a girl...which just totally shocked me.  I think it made it real finding out the gender.  To see her in the scan was out of this world cool.  I just thought they would check to make sure she was ok...but they measure everything...see that she has her kidneys, and stomach, and bladder...and that she has the 4 chambers in her heart and measure stuff in her brain and check her lips for cleft pallet and a whole bunch of other stuff.  She is one healthy little girl which made her anxiously waiting to meet her parents very happy.  We are slowly but surely getting our spare room cleaned out so that hopefully soon we can start painting her nursery and getting things ready for the 3rd Tetchner.  It is so crazy and cool how God makes us...I am just fascinated at how he gets us all to grow and then come out and well...He is just one really super duper cool guy!  God is good....even if you have to be pregnant and deal with bloody eyes...tehe....He is good and makes me think how miraculously made we all are.

So yep...that is it from here... I am accepting all kinds of what to buy baby or what isn't worth the money ideas so please just let me know any tips you got.  Hope March comes in a bit smoother than Feb. Until then...adios amigos.

Almost 18 weeks...

So things around here are getting interesting.  Last weekend we decided to tackle what will soon be the babies room.  You see that is our "extra" storage room at the moment.  All the "stuff" that I brought over from the states that still didn't have a home was in that room.  Funny how you think certain things are so important, I must bring them over the ocean to have with me...and then realize wait a minute, I haven't seen what is at the bottom of this box since I packed it over a year and half ago. lol Mark made the mistake of calling me my mother (sorry mom) and I lost it!  While you might not know this about our family you will now.  We are hoarders...there I said it.  My mom will be freaking out at me saying this but it is true.  There is so much junk...yes that is what it really is mom...in our basement that well you could have a whole other house/wardrobe out of its contents.  My mom has a VERY hard time getting rid of anything!  Although to give her credit (cause lets face it I do want a spoiled grandchild ;)  she is ssslllloooowwwwlllyyy starting to go through some of that junk in the basement.  Anyways, I have a tub of sweatshirts that I just can't part with.  Some are from sports teams I coached, others are just associated with good memories.  Now I have probably 20 in my closet at present...these in the box are the leftovers.  Well, Mark learned his lesson the hard way, in telling a prego lady she was like her mother in hoarding sweatshirts.  The crazy prego lady...aka me made her first true appearance.  I think we both were shocked at my over reacting...and now can laugh about it ...but to those hubbies out there just a word of warning...don't call your prego wife  her mom when it comes to getting rid of things. ;)

As for the baby...he, or maybe she, but presently still an it...is giving his momma a run for her money.  I am still working at the grocery store and finding being prego and on your feet all day is not a wonderful combination.  Lets rephrase that...its horrible!  I have almost flat feet to begin with but with all of my bodies ligaments loosening in preparation for the the big debut my arches have seemed to have fallen and make me want to chop my feet off.  I have put inserts in my shoes and Mark has rubbed my feet (yes he makes up for his silly comments before here) but seriously I have never been in so much pain.  My midwife has given me a number for some physical therapy to see if that might help...but in the mean time I literally feel every single step.

The lil person also seems to continue to have a sense of humor...or just be stubborn like both of his/her parents.  Today we went in for a check up and to hear the heartbeat.  Well Jr., as my mom calls "it", wanted no part.  So once again I was jumping up and down to see if Jr. would shift so that we could hear the lil thump thump thump of a heart beat.  Sure enough Jr. was hiding behind my bladder, which explains something else, and eventually let us listen into what his/her world was like.  Very cool to hear...a little daunting of what a little stinker he/she is going to be.  I mean seriously both times we want to see into Jr.'s world and he/she has me exercising and doing all kinds of craziness.  Should be interesting to see how the rest of pregnancy goes with this little stinker thinking they can do whatever they want...doesn't Jr. know mommy doesn't work like this.  lol

As for the rest of life all is well.  Mark's parents got us a dishwasher for Christmas which has finally been delivered here.  Never thought an appliance could make me as happy as it has but I am sure thankful for it.  Especially with my feet hurting, it is one less thing to do on my feet.  Putting dishes in takes all of 2 mins...whereas washing them was taking almost a half hour.  One happy wifey here...and who said mother-in-laws and daughter-in-laws didn't get along.  I couldn't be more thrilled with mine if I tried!  Mark is enjoying his new job and all is well.  We are starting to get excited to come home at the beginning of April and hopefully will get a chance to see most of you then.  Hope all is well...and on a side note Happy Birthday to my brother Jeff today!  Peace out...