Exploring The Minute Aspects Of Pregnancy – Part II

The food. Dear God. All I want to do is eat food.

When I hit about 6 and a half weeks, I woke up one morning and puked over the side of my bed. I stood up to go clean myself up and wipe off the floor, threw up again. I walked outside to get some air, ran back to the kitchen and puked again. I could eat or drink anything as it would just come right back up. The trash can lived in my room for the day. I got the money together to go get my anti-nausea medication from the pharmacy and it saved my life. Now, I’m rarely ever nauseous and all I want to do is eat.

I don’t just want to eat food, I want to see food. I watch Food Network in my free time. I DVR Food Network shows to watch when my boredom gets the best of me. If I’m feeling hungry and don’t want to cook, I watch Food Network instead. My “cravings” have been large in variety and strangeness.

Three weeks ago, my life was about pizza rolls with buttermilk ranch. About a week and a half ago, all I wanted were salads or pickles. Now, it’s many different things. Many different unhealthy things. Sour cream and cheddar Ruffles, Redhots, Hot Fudge Sundae poptarts, and honey roasted peanuts. As I write this my fiance is currently polishing off the last can of peanuts and is about to get sent to the store for some more.

Those are my big snack foods. I also always want any fruits and vegetables. I’ve always liked fresh fruits and veggies and now I can’t keep them in the fridge to save my life. I buy them and they’re gone before the day is over.

The worst part about my sudden food addiction is that I get mean if I don’t get something that I want. It’s horrible. I’ll be such a bitch if I go into the kitchen to get something and we are out of it. I can’t wait for this part of things to go away. I don’t how irritated food can make me now!

I’ll find out at my doctor’s appointment on Tuesday how much weight I’ve gained since my last appointment a month ago. My lower abdomen feels a bit poofy, but it’s also super hard. Maybe the beginning of my baby bump?

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My mother tells me all the time that she didn’t have a cell phone until she was twenty-one. She’s sitting next to me as I write this, saying “I didn’t! I had a pager when I sixteen and the only people who knew the number where my parents.” She drifted off for a moment, reminiscing in the past. Then she starts laughing, “Most of the time I was getting a 911, which meant to get my ass back to the house because I was in trouble.” She still has her first phone; a big, bulky gray thing that doesn’t resemble much of anything I’ve ever seen.

I had my first cell phone when I was 7. It was an LG touchscreen, shiny gray in color and it flipped open into a keyboard. I have had a computer, then a laptop, a tablet, smartphones, etc. Technology is such a key part of the world today. Everything revolves around it, unless you’re Amish. A month or so ago, I was text messaging my grandpa, and he sent me the sunglass wearing smiley face emoji.

I said, “oh my gosh Papa!”

“Yes, I use immogees.”

“Emoji, lol.”

“You can teach an old dog new tricks you know.” Followed by two dog emojis and another sunglass smiley face.

I couldn’t stop laughing, and that conversation stuck with me. I remember when he got the phone that he has now, a newer Samsung Galaxy. He called me and said he didn’t have a clue how to work the thing, but a younger guy he works with is helping him out. He’s in real estate and uses newer technology a lot, but “some things just take longer to figure out when you have lived so long without it.”

 

I’ve had a lot of conversations with my grandpa about the way things were different when he was growing up, as opposed to my generation, the “Millennials.” Everything from the way the kids were called in for dinner to how football has so many rules and regulations that it doesn’t even resemble football back in his day.

My great grandmother, his mother, tells me about when she was my age. Girls had to wear dresses to school, and then walk there. No bus was coming to pick those students up. School itself was so much different. I tell her about the classes I’m taking, both when I was in high school and now that I’m in college. She says that it blows her mind the things they teach children these days. I talk to her frequently about how hard it is to find a job in this area and she tells me every time that when she was about my age, the war was starting and all the women were trying to work and take care of the home. Grandma says it saddens her the way the economy is these days. How two people can have decent jobs and work full time and still not be able to make ends meet sometimes.

Grandma Boarts tells me that the country has lost the things that made it great, that social media is too high on people’s priorities and living the life God blessed you with is too low. I’m always reminded to not let life stress me out too much because it’s the only one I have, and it wasn’t given to me for me to waste it stressed out and upset. That’s how I’ve been living it too. It’s hard to find employment that will pay you enough to life off of. Rent, utilities, car insurance, medical insurance, phone, and internet, etc. This is so expensive, and food isn’t even factored in yet. There’s so much to stress about on a daily basis that wasn’t even a thought in her young adulthood. There was no phone or internet bill. People owned their homes and not everyone had vehicles. Nearly everyone in the United States owns a television, vehicle, cell phone, and other electronics.

The price of a round-trip airplane ticket can be as low as $100. A person can be spontaneous, granted they have the financial resources, and say, “Hey, let’s go to Hawaii.” Off they go, on an airplane, headed for a beautiful place that, previously, was almost completely inaccessible. This is amazing. The doors open to travel and explore in a way that won’t take a person weeks of sailing across an ocean.

 

My brother is six-years-old. Just last night, my sister and I were making smoothies. We had barely seen my other sister, who is ten, and my brother, all day. I went in and asked them to turn their Wi-Fi on their tablets off and come hang out with us. My brother, Ryker, screamed bloody murder. He refused to get off and my youngest sister had an attitude the entire time. I was crushed. They would rather be on electronics, watching YouTube or Netflix, than hang out with their family. When I was six, or even ten, I was outside on the trampoline or going on bike rides with my grandparents. I was playing on the swing set at the park or going to the pool for birthday parties.

Technology can be used in so many positive ways. Text alerts and Facebook kept me in the loop about Hurricane Matthew; where it was, how fast it was going, when it was expected to hit us and how badly. It allowed others in the community to stay in contact and offer support for those who had more damage. Scientific breakthroughs have been many and progress has been made in a lot of ways, but with all that aside, it’s breaking families apart. Constant gaming and social media, it’s taking people’s attention off the world and their loved ones. Technology is good, but in moderation.

The progression of technology in my lifetime alone has been tremendous. February 14th, 2005, marks the invention of YouTube. Skype, 2003. Facebook, 2004. In 2005, GPS because available to all civilians with full satellite coverage. Bluetooth. The first artificial heart that powers itself. The first iPhone, iPad, and so much more. However, it is also very sad that these things are being put on a list titled, “Most Important Invention of the 21st Century.” Tinder is on that list.

The difference in the types and usage of technology that I’ve seen in my lifetime alone, not counting the stories by grandparents have told me, is huge. There are also other things that have happened in my lifetime that have never happened before.

On January 20th, 2009, my entire elementary school watched the first ever African American President’s Inauguration ceremony and received copies of the New York Times and Washington Post newspapers from that day. I was in sixth grade and we watched it in Mrs. Grafton’s classroom. I remember that day clearly, because our parents and teachers told us that history was being made before our eyes.

In 1997, Madeline Albright became the first female Secretary of State. Just six years ago, on March 7th, 2010, the Oscar award for Best Director went to a female for the first time, Ms. Kathryn Bigelow. At this very moment, we have Mrs. Hillary Clinton running for president. While it may not be the first time a female has ever run for office, the potential for seeing history made is high.

The world is changing and we are making progress in many areas, yet I believe that we are also losing progress. Americans used to enjoy life more. Parents playing with their kids outside, going to fairs and carnivals. It seems so much different to me. Parents consumed in work, kids on electronics or getting into drugs and violence. The world might have always been like this and I’m just now realizing it as I grow up, but the world around me does not feel the way it feels when my grandparents talk about their childhood. They were so happy and adventurous. I don’t want to bring a child into a world where their memories are going to be looking at an eight or eleven-inch screen playing games or watching YouTube videos. I don’t want to bring a child into a world where their memories are going to be of their parents never being around because they’re always working or sucked into social media. I want to be to my children the kind of parent that my grandparents were to me.

 

 

 

References

History.com Staff. Famous Firsts in Women’s History. 2010. 11 October 2016. <http://www.history.com/topics/womens-history/famous-firsts-in-womens-history&gt;.

Most Important Inventions of the 21st Century. 19 June 2016. 11 October 2016. <http://www.telegraph.co.uk/technology/2016/03/09/most-important-inventions-of-the-21st-century-in-pictures/tinder/&gt;.

The Top 10 Life Improving Inventions of the 2000s. Ed. Will McLennan. 2013 November 23. 11 October 2016. <http://www.therichest.com/business/technology/the-top-10-life-improving-inventions-of-the-2000s/&gt;.

 

 

Written for my Creative Writing class 10/11/16

Exploring The Minute Aspects Of Pregnancy – Part I

Living in Florida, I’ve been a bit too excited for summer. Yet I am also dreading it. Most of our days have been reaching 90 degrees and the official start of summer isn’t for a month still. Being pregnant in the summer in Florida, according to my sister, is the worst possible thing that could happen to a woman. I’m super excited though because the new place my fiance and I moved into has a pool!

One would think with 90+ degree weather, the water would be relatively warm in a medium size underground pool. One would be wrong. Now, it’s not freezing, but there’s a certain part of a woman’s body that is super sensitive during the changes that come with pregnancy. Yes, I’m talking about the nipples. I was in the pool with my sister and niece and I swear it felt like they were bleeding. Turns out my nipples were just too cold. It took a while to warm back up and the pain to go away. I’ve never had that happen before, and I was swimming at the beach during the “winter months” before I was even pregnant. I definitely learned my lesson: don’t stay in cold water for too long and never assume you had noticed all the changes in your body!!

 

Shadow Syllabus

Shadow Syllabus

Sonya Huber

  1. IMG_3738I’ll tell you exactly how to get an A, but you’ll have a hard time hearing me.
  2. I could hardly hear my own professors when I was in college over the din and roar of my own fear.
  3. Those who aim for A’s don’t get as many A’s as those who abandon the quest for A’s and seek knowledge or at least curiosity.
  4. I had bookmarked a citation for that fact, and now I can’t find it anywhere.
  5. The only way to seek knowledge is to open your hands and let your opinions drop, but that requires even more fear.
  6. The goals and outcomes I am required to put on my syllabus make me depressed; they are the illusion of controlling what cannot be controlled.
  7. I end up changing everything halfway through the semester anyway because the plan on paper is never what the living class ends up being about.

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My Little Peanut

I had my first ultrasound yesterday. It was definitely eventful.

When I called to schedule my appointment, the lady told me to drink 32 oz. of water an hour and a half beforehand and not to eat anything. Well, as a pregnant lady, if I don’t eat something in the morning, I’m going to get sick. As soon as I got out of the truck at the doctors, all the water I drank came back up in the parking lot. I felt fine, just can’t go about my day on an empty stomach.

Finally,  I sign in and the ultrasound tech calls me back. I’m 10 weeks and 1 day, so I knew there wasn’t going to be much to see. My fiance and my sister went with me. My niece is two, so my sister has been through the whole pregnancy thing. The whole time I was looking at the screen and couldn’t really tell what anything was. Then I saw my little peanut. He/She was so small. They took measurements and everything and now I’m waiting until Tuesday to hear back on how the baby is doing.

I still don’t really feel pregnant. My belly is a bit puffy. I have a pretty slim build so I’m noticing the changes, but no one else can really tell. I’m excited to start getting bigger and feeling the baby kick and everything. It doesn’t really matter whether it’s a boy or girl, I just want a healthy baby.

Time

I’ve completely neglected my blog.

A lot has happened this semester. I had pretty easy classes, a pretty tough teacher, and a pretty stressful finals week.

I found out I was pregnant a month ago. I’m going to be 9 weeks tomorrow and have had a billion doctors appointments already.

Between organizing all the doctors appointments and moving into a new, baby-friendly, apartment, I haven’t had time for much.

This semester, I took my second Creative Writing class. The first was the subject of many of my previous posts. It was as easy as the first, and I learned a lot. I also took a comp class. I needed an A in it in order to get into the Journalism program I was aiming for. Before finals, I was .3% away from an A and positive that I was going to fail the final because I believed the professor hated me.  All of my essays throughout the semester were graded with insane standards and the final was an essay so I set my mind on taking the class again in the fall. The worrying was for nothing. I aced the final and finished the course with an A.

All my other final grades are in also. My algebra class and Creative Writing are now finished with 98’s in both. I start my summer course, History since 1877, on the 15th.

It’s almost like I’m not even pregnant. I felt extremely sick for two days about a week ago. Anything I ate or drank came right back up. I got the money together to get my nausea prescription (no insurance yet) and it is a lifesaver. Since then, I haven’t been sick and feel completely normal. My belly is starting to stick out a bit, almost like I have a muffin top, but it’s firm.

I have an ultrasound on the 11th to hear the heartbeat and I’ll find out then if my due date is accurate. Right now, everything is estimating my due date for December 7th.

I’m working on getting my medical insurance handled. I’m finally eligible for financial aid for school, so I’ll be able to take more classes and have more money for other things that I’ll need, like a car and a carseat. It’s been a huge pain trying to get to all my appointments without a vehicle.

I guess I feel pregnant in that I am always hungry, almost never know what exactly I want, but when I want something I need to go get it right then. Which has been extremely hard without a vehicle. I’ve thought about taking out a loan and getting it that way, but I don’t want to owe money. I suppose the importance of having a vehicle outweighs that though. We shall see.

I plan on spending more time on here. Talking about student life and mommy life and how they work together. I know it’s not going to be easy, but it’s going to be worth it.