Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Cannon Beach

We have tried to go to Cannon Beach on several occasions but by the time we know T.J's schedule all the dog friendly places have been booked up. This past weekend though T.J. knew by Monday that he'd have a 4 day weekend so we called around a found the perfect spot for a little beach get away. Cannon Beach is about 3 hours away from our home on the Oregon coast and it's been on my PNW bucket list ever since we moved out here.

Thursday night before we left we watched The Goonies to get in the zone. If you didn't know the movie is set in Astoria, Oregon, which we would be passing through, and the very last scene at the beach is filmed at Cannon Beach. Fun fact.

Friday we got up loaded the car and hit the road. Hunley of course was a ball of anxiety thinking we were going to leave him behind or leave him at the kennel but by the time we got to Astoria he had started to accept that he was going to be included on this trip. We stopped at a shopping center right by the harbor to let the dog stretch his legs, grab a bite, and say hello to the seals who were having a very lively and loud town hall meeting.
Cannon Beach is only about another 45 minutes down the road from Astoria and we were eager to get there. We had booked a suite at The Ocean Lodge and we were able to check in early. It was the perfect room for our needs. It was steps from the beach with amazing views of the famous Haystack Rock and we were able to let Hunley out the sliding door to go to the bathroom rather than having to deal with steps and elevators. It had a bedroom and then a living space which allowed us to spread out a bit and was nice to relax in on the rainy days.

(The view from our room.)

(The Ocean Lodge)
I am so glad we got to town early enough to enjoy the beach because Friday was definitely the best weather of the weekend. It was in the low 50s and SUNNY!!! As soon as we got checked in we headed out! My favorite part of the west coast beaches is how wide they are. Even though we were (kind of surprisingly because it's February after all) not the only ones out on the beach, you never feel like you're on top of one another. We let Hunley off the leash and had a blast.
Hunley was thoroughly soaked and thoroughly worn out by the time we came back in. T.J. grabbed a glass of wine from the lobby and we sat out on our porch to watch the sun set (and give Hunley time to dry off).
Then we turned on the fireplace and got cleaned up before heading out for dinner at Pelican Brewing Co. T.J. tried the local brews for both of us and then I had fish and chips and he had a burger and we split a marionberry crisp. It was really fun atmosphere and I can only imagine how busy this place gets in the summertime.

Saturday we woke up and had breakfast at the hotel (it was free and yummy) before taking the dog for another walk under more overcast skies.
Figuring we'd be getting rain later in the day we decided to head out to Ecola State Park while it was still dry. This park has great views of the coast and Tillamook Lighthouse, a bunch of trails, and a picnic area.
Of course the rain came on soon after we started hiking so we turned back and dropped Hunley off at the hotel and then headed out in search of a cozy spot for lunch. Once we got parked in town (I still can't believe how busy this beach town was in February) we found a table by the fireplace in Bill's Tavern & Brewhouse.
The rest of the day was spent snuggled up in the room reading and watching movies. We embraced the lazy vibe and ended up just ordering pizza for dinner that night. Hunley was so well behaved- I wish we had a beach to run him on every day!

On Sunday the weather was insane, pouring rain and hail. We took our time leaving but the rain definitely made it easier to say goodbye to our little weekend retreat. Even though it wasn't the best weather I loved getting to have a little taste of this beach with my boys and a baby on board.  

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Pregnancy Journal: Weeks 13-16

How Far Along: 16 weeks

Size of Baby: Avocado, and a rather large one at 4.6 inches according to my pregnancy app.

Weight Gain: 1 whole pound!!! Woohoo. My goal was 2 pounds before my next midwife appointment but I'll take what I can get. I am someone who has never been able to put on weight easily (not because of any emotional reason, just a really fast metabolism and good genes) and I've pretty much weighed the same amount since high school. I'm hoping by the end of this week I'll be seeing 3 digits on the scale in the morning!

Symptoms: I have felt really great lately! I've had no more nausea except for one night when I made a recipe that I had made during the first trimester and my nose and stomach remembered. I feel like my belly is just starting to pop and mostly I just feel really full, like stuffed up to my ribs, especially at the end of the day.  This has led to a lovely new habit of burping. A. Lot. Much to my husband's shock. It's pretty gross. I don't think I ever burped in front of him in the 2 years we've been married. Guess the magic is gone ;)

Exercise: I walk the dog usually twice a day unless it's freezing or pouring rain which it's done a lot of these past couple of weeks. But I downloaded a Holy Yoga pregnancy video and ordered this other dvd that I'm eager to try.

Maternity Clothes: Not really though I did buy one pair of maternity leggings that I'm quite sure I'll get a lot of use out of. And I'm definitely using the hair tie trick to keep my unbuttoned jeans semi-decent.

Worst moment of this month: Hopefully I wont have this category in every post because until this past weekend I've had a very blissful, stress free pregnancy. Saturday afternoon I started having really severe abdominal pain right around and across my belly button. I've had similar pain once or twice before usually when I eat too much too fast or twist or move in a weird way. I chalk it up to all the stretching and pulling going on to make room for our growing babe. But... this time was different because the pain was constant with no break or relief. It felt like my belly button was going to explode and any way I tried to sit or move only made it feel worse, even taking deep breaths hurt. I drank a ton water, took a shower, tried kneeling on all fours. After 2 hours of this I called the 24hr nurse triage line and she suggested I be seen. I gave it another hour to see if there was any change or relief but finally called T.J. in tears.  He was of course getting slammed on call at the hospital but he came home and got me and we headed back to the emergency department. I got seen pretty quickly which was good and after only a few moments of panic (on my end) they found the baby's heartbeat going strong and I started crying even more. Once they found the heartbeat though they didn't really have any answers for why I was still in a lot of pain. They gave me tylenol, I had blood work done, and then was taken for an ultrasound to check my appendix to rule out appendicitis. 

All this time T.J. was in and out getting paged so unfortunately he missed the ultrasound and the only good thing to come of this rotten night. The radiologist couldn't see my appendix which isn't uncommon in adults but she did give me a freebie peak at my baby!!! My baby which looked like an actual baby and not like the little lima bean in my 7 week ultrasound. It had it's little fist all balled up and it's tiny legs tucked up like a frog and it was squirming around. It was only a quick peak but basically it was the most precious, amazing, miraculous thing I've ever seen. It gave me a lot of comfort to see that baby was moving and looking good. But I still didn't know why I was in pain. The next thing they could have done was give me an MRI but since I didn't have any nausea or vomiting or a fever appendicitis seemed unlikely. So they said it was probably, maybe? just muscular pain due to a torn muscle and my baby quickly running out of room.  They discharged me with instructions to come back if any of those other symptoms appeared or if the pain got worse. Sleep was not great that night but in the morning and after another dose of tylenol and a shower I was starting to feel much better. The pain only appears now when I change positions, like going from sitting to standing or vice versa, or when I twist or reach for something. So I'm just trying to move slowly and take it easy.  Again, it's tolerable and totally worth it if it means the baby is okay. And fortunately I'm going to see my midwife tomorrow so hopefully she'll have some more answers.

Best moment of this month: Definitely seeing my baby at my surprise ultrasound!

Looking forward to in the next month: Feeling the baby kick hopefully sometime soon! Just in the past couple days I keep thinking I'm feeling something but I'm not positive yet... My anatomy scan is in 3 weeks and I can't wait to just stare and stare at my little baby moving around. And this time T.J. will be with me!! AND we'll be finding out the gender. I think that will definitely make everything really really real. 

Thursday, February 2, 2017

How I found out I was pregnant.

I found out I was pregnant on Sunday, November 20th, a date I'll never forget because it's the date I found out I was going to be a mama. I went of birth control at the end of June and while we weren't exactly trying (aside from the obvious), we weren't doing anything to prevent a pregnancy. So pretty much every month since June I would convince myself that I was pregnant. I was hyper sensitive to every little thing going on in my body. I'd take pregnancy tests way too early every month sure I'd see a positive. But November was different, which I guess should have been my first clue.  I decided to chill out with the pregnancy tests because I was becoming slightly obsessed.  Turns out it wasn't that hard to restrain myself until the day of my missed period because that month I had no "symptoms" other than some light twinge-y cramping that I thought was probably just PMS. So Sunday morning rolls around and it's the first day that I could safely take a test and I tried to keep my expectations in check. I just thought you'd feel a certain way, not sure what way exactly because I'd never been pregnant before, but I'd just thought I'd have an intuition. But of course the one month I didn't have any "symptoms" or do any crazy testing is the month I really end up pregnant!

I had bought a box of those cheap paper tests on Amazon and other months I've gone cross eyed staring at those little strips of paper willing a line to appear with no luck... until that Sunday morning. T.J. was still asleep so I slipped into the guest bathroom to discretely take the test and as soon as I realized that I was not imagining that faint pink second line I immediately took a second test. And then when that one was also positive, and I was still in blissful shock,  I broke out the big guns: the digital First Response stick that says either "yes+" or "no-."  Other months I've hated those. It's one thing to stare and stare and finally admit there's only one line. But a clear, spelled out NO is kinda like a slap in the face, even when you're not exactly trying. When that YES appeared that morning I was already shaking and sweating and silently freaking out and jumping for joy and saying thank you Lord! thank you Lord! thank you Lord! over and over while T.J. was still waking up.

I was tempted to just run out of the bathroom and blurt it out right away but he was about to go in to the office to do some reading for work and I knew it would distract him (that's an understatement) so I played it so cool (not really) until he left then I paced around the house, and debated on how to tell him, and tried saying "I'm pregnant" out loud for the first time,  and literally stared out the window watching for his truck once I knew he was on his way home. I quickly made a little paper sign and attached it to Hunley and then I had to keep Hunley from eating the sign for the next 5 minutes.
Let's just say T.J. was shocked, suprised, definitely a little panicked, all feelings I experienced that morning.  But throughout the day his panic slowly turned to super sweet, gentle, and protective making sure the dog didn't jump up on me and telling me I better be taking my prenatal vitamins every day because we don't want the baby to have flippers.

I had a blood test the next day to confirm the pregnancy and that phone call saying "congratulations, you're due date is August 1st" was so surreal; it definitely took a while to sink in. Anyway... I know in my last post I said I wasn't going to only blog about pregnancy stuff but I've been keeping it a secret for so long that I have all these posts and thoughts built up that I wanted to record and share. Thanks for putting up with me.