In the news today (if you are following the financial scandals) you will have seen an old friend of mine, Laura Pendergest-Holt (though then she was just Laura Pendergest–actually I thought it was Pendergast so I wonder if I’m misremembering or seeing it misspelled in the media). She was my closest friend in Houston around the time I started dating Brian, but she dumped me for another girl before I got married (or she probably would have been a bridesmaid). Now she’s been arrested in connection with some big fraud. Click here for the story.
Here’s another article about the situation.
I’m not sure how to feel about it. On the one hand she friend-dumped me (and then later dumped the girl she dumped me for, as it turns out). Do you know the concept of friend-dumping? It’s when someone you are close to just suddenly stops calling or answering your calls or inviting you places or whatever and without any explanation. Ever happened to you?
Anyway, since she friend-dumped me I was no longer certain of her sweet and open temperament, so it’s therefore more believable that she would be involved in something fraudulent. On the other hand, I do remember her (during our friendship) as being someone sweet and caring and honest. Hmm.
So apparently I’m getting hot and cold flashes in this pregnancy. I don’t think I had that with the previous ones. I had a really obvious hot flash the other day at Isaac’s school Valentine’s Day party. I felt suddenly very warm and was even flushed (OK, me being flushed is not that odd since I have rosacea).
I had to go Google it and apparently it is something that happens to some women with the hormonal fluctuations of pregnancy. That’s a relief since I was sure I was actually preggers and not starting very early menopause. Here’s one article I found at Babycenter about the subject. Of course, they say it is more common in the second and third trimesters so I guess I’m an early flasher.
Anyone else have hot or cold flashes while pregnant?
Yes, today I had an early ultrasound of the transvaginal variety. Lovely word, transvaginal, isn’t it? It was a bit uncomfortable but I’ll try not to get TMI about it. I already told the hubby more about it than he wanted to hear. But hey, if he’s working during my appointments he’s going to have to hear all the gory details later.
And would you believe I brought Ewan (my 3-year old) to the appointment? I was going to have him go have a play date at a friend’s house, but he was so whiny about it that I ended up keeping him with me instead. He’s good about going to nursery school and good with sitters at our house, but not so happy with being left elsewhere. He did really well, though. He sat in a corner and played with his Thomas train and a coloring book. He’s actually a good age to bring along because he can play alone well but he’s young enough he has little interest in what Mommy’s getting up to across the room. I told him to play while Mommy had a test and he did. Good boy. Then this evening he came down with a fever again so I figured it was just as well he didn’t go play with his friend.
Anywho, I got to hear the lovely whoosh-whoosh of the heartbeat so baby seems to be doing well so far. The ultrasound tech dated the pregnancy at 7 weeks 2 days (and here I thought I was already into week 8).
My sense of smell is very strong, and only stronger in pregnancy. This can be good and bad. Good smells are strong and bring happy emotions. I love how a smell can bring back wonderful memories. I think I must have had a very happy childhood because smells that remind me of childhood make me so happy. I love the smell of books (and have blogged about that a few times on my Lainiefig blog). I also love the smells of crayons and those scented markers I recently rediscovered.
When I get morning sickness (which is usually actually evening sickness for me) it seems to be triggered by smell. I get a strong smell aversion to the food I’m about to eat and just can’t eat it. Luckily I’m not the type to toss my cookies. I only did that once with each previous pregnancy. I just feel nasty and queasy and have to lie down for a little while until it passes. I also have to get away from the smell.
Even good smells can be too much sometimes. The other day I smelled a really strong soap smell from my husband–he hadn’t even left the bathroom (at the other end of the hall). That didn’t make me sick, exactly, but it was really strong. I’m sure he wasn’t overdoing the soap (though he is a clean man)–it was just my nose in overdrive.
I went to see my OB/GYN today for my confirmation appointment. She said my due date is September 17th, so now I have the magic date! I know it’s just a date, though, and last time I was 5 days past that before going into labor. Still, nice to have the date.
