An Ice Ice Baby Halloween

Happy Halloween.  Instead of dressing up this year I want to hand out candy to the other cuties dressed in costume.  Like many other apartment complexes in NYC we have sheets at the front desk where you can sign up if you want the trick or treaters to stop by your apartment.  This is nice because you don’t have a bunch of disappointed kids ringing doorbells to empty apartments.  They are guaranteed a solid stash of candy with this system in every building they visit.  We have never been around to hand out candy but this year, maybe we will get some little monsters creeping up to our door.  I think I will wear my ice ice shirt and just say I’m Vanilla Ice this year.  Speaking of Vanilla Ice.  I met him this year!

Vanilla Ice and meHe is exactly what you would expect in person.  Talks like a ghetto white person, easy to hold a conversation with, a little out there and overall, seems like a really nice but weird dude.

I am choosing to stay indoors this year because NYC can get a little crazy on Halloween.  We did the parade one year and pretty much vowed to never do it again after that.  It’s nice to do once and nice to do when you’re in your early 20s and don’t give a damn about being ass to ass with other creeps in costumes with no place to pee or go except to follow the crowd in front of you.  Nah.  This year I would love to sit on the couch with a glass of wine sparkling cider and hang with the doc.  The perfect touch would be if Hocus Pocus was on TV.  I don’t know why but I love that movie and I especially love it during Halloween.  I was always partial to the dumb blonde witch.  Perhaps that’s where my love for my SJP came to fruition.

A happy and safe Halloween to all :)

Orthopedic Trauma Rotation = Done

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Another 2 months have passed and we are another rotation down.  Today marks Mr. Dr. being complete with his 3rd year trauma rotation at the public hospital in NYC.  I am really glad this one is over.  It’s been a doozy.  Lots of 24 hour call (if only it were really only 24 hours), lots of nights alone for Mrs. Dr. and lots of time spent trying to catch up on rest which always seems like an uphill battle for the poor doc.  The good news is that with this one under our belts, he only has one more rotation where he has in-house 24 hour call EVER.  It just so happens to be when I am 9 months pregnant in Jan/Feb but I’m trying to look beyond that and see the positive that will come from it.  As of March 2014 he will finally have no more 24 hour stints of having to be in the actual hospital.  Rather, it will be home call which will be a nice change…well I think.  I guess that could be just as rough but the mere fact that he doesn’t have to be somewhere unless he is summoned to go in just sounds better for a call schedule.  I mean, isn’t that why they phrase it “being on call” anyway ;).

Here are a couple of observations from the last 2 months:
-As one might expect in this city, rather than the majority of trauma accidents being car related, NYC residents are more likely to come into the ER as a result of other fatalities such as pedestrian hits, reckless bike injuries or even unfortunate skateboarding incidents. I’m surprised I didn’t hear a scooter story out of Mr. Dr. this block.
-Trauma stories can definitely be sad but after some of the stuff I heard from Mr. Dr. I can totally make sense of the Grey’s Anatomy characters when they fight over certain surgeries. Despite that a bad outcome could happen, thinking from their perspective, some of the trauma surgeries sound really appealing and keep these residents on their toes, which hopefully is twofold: making them better trained and keeping them interested even after 20 hours of no sleep.
-My belly is a growing. 75% of my closet officially doesn’t fit anymore and onto maternity clothes I go. I have some really cute ones that I am actually looking forward to wearing though.

Also, appearing in the last month is a new addition to our bed.  The Snoogle has become my new favorite toy.  It has changed my sleeping repertoire for the better and I now can’t imagine my zzz’s without it.  I don’t really know why or how it has helped me sleep that much better but it just has.  It was recommended to me by a couple of different friends who used it when they were pregnant and I thought it was a more of a luxury item than what I probably would have needed.  Well friends, if you’re pregnant, get this body pillow.  It’s nothing short of amazing.

Our next rotation is Sports Medicine and I am hoping it’s a good one for Mr. Dr.  He deserves a little bit of a break after the last 2 months.  Ha.  Yeah right.  Wish us luck.

Cue Bon Jovi

oooooo we’re halfway there…OOOOOO livin’ on a prayer…

I’m 20 weeks pregnant this week which means in the words of Bon Jovi – we’re halfway there to meeting our new addition.  The first half of the first half of pregnancy was so hard mainly because of keeping it a secret.  Being a hermit is not fun especially in NYC.  I couldn’t even call my mom to say hi as regularly because I felt guilty about lying every time I got on the phone. Hey how are you, what’s new? Oh nothing just walking home from work. Oh yeah and did I mention I have a little bean in my belly? That too.  But the secret was so worth it because seeing the excitement in person was worth every tongue biting, nail chewing moment of keeping it in over the phone.

I thought since I was halfway through, now would be a great time to share what my experience has been like so far.

When did you first find out you were pregnant? We found out early, I was only about 4 weeks when I took the first positive test.
What kinds of emotions did you experience in your first trimester? Too many to count. Thrilled since the first day we found out, scared out of my mind that this was real, lucky and shocked that it happened so quickly, excited when we heard the heartbeat for the first time, sad when we got test results that made us question health concerns, happy when the word got out and we could share our good news, anxious about…well just about everything. And most of all, overwhelmed in the most positive way by the support Mr. Dr. and I have given to each other and the support from everyone else in our lives who have shown us and Baby L so much love.
Food aversions? None yet…
Cravings? No specific crazy cravings yet except one week I really wanted pancakes for breakfast. I also have been really into pizza ever since I found out I was preggo. I like pizza anyway but I feel like right now I could eat it every day. There has only been one day where I have missed my yummy spicy tuna sushi rolls.
What are you drinking? Question of the year! I have been sober now for about 4 months (since I was already 4 weeks or so when I found out) and I actually could mistakenly probably end up in an AA class if I didn’t look down and see my daily baby bump. I never thought I’d see the week where I came home and immediately got my workout clothes on instead of pouring a glass of wine every day. I certainly miss it but what I miss most is the social aspect of drinking. Grabbing a drink with a friend, sharing a good bottle of wine with Mr. Dr., enjoying a cold draft beer on football Sunday or having happy hour martinis. At this point I’m used to the no drinking zone so I’m not even sure I’ll have a glass later in my third trimester. We’ll see how I feel then. I have been drinking lots and lots of water – sparkling, flavored and good old regular. When I go out I like to order sparkling so I feel like I’m indulging in a fun high class drink. Add a lemon and voila, back in the cocktailsphere.

How have you been feeling overall? GREAT! I truly can’t complain. I barely had morning sickness – just a few days here and there over the last 5 months. I have been more tired than usual, more so in the beginning than now… my preggo app says that’s because carrying a child is the equivalent of running a triathlon every day.
What’s your biggest symptom? Oddly enough my boobs never hurt which is a common complaint. However, they are growing at the same fast rate as my belly. My biggest symptom was my skin breaking out like I was back in high school…and I mean everywhere.
Weight gain? Depends on the scale I use but just about 10 lbs.
When is your next ultrasound? Today is our 20 week anatomy scan appointment so we will see Baby L again. I can’t wait!
Do you feel the baby? Yes. Felt flutters for the first time around 17.5 weeks and this past weekend we felt our first real little kick.
What has been your favorite part so far? I have two. The first was seeing the baby in mini baby form at 12 weeks during the sonogram. It was so exciting. The second is feeling the baby move. It’s crazy but awesome at the same time.

What have you been wearing? Up until today (I have on maternity leggings) I have worn all of my normal clothes and used the belly band so I can still wear my regular jeans.
How big is the baby? Right now Baby L is the size of a banana between 6.5-7inches long.
Oh yeah and how is dad? Mr. Dr. is doing really well. He’s gotten to feel the baby kick already, and while he hasn’t played the sympathy sober card, he has been a great support and is so excited.

Second half of pregnancy, here I come!

Centipeding Along

It’s October Medical Monday for those of you visiting from the linkup.  Quick intro for the newbies – we are PGY3 in ortho and we live in NYC.  I don’t work in medicine, but I support my hard working hubby who does.  We were driving back recently from a nice weekend away visiting family, and thoughts ran through my head about how the first 2 years of residency felt like they went by sooo slow.  It almost felt like we were never going to make it to 3rd year.  It felt so far away.  The reality is we are almost half way done residency come December.  So I know we are making progress but sometimes the inching along feels like centimeters.

I didn’t feel that way about the first 2 years of medical school.  I felt like I blinked and they were over.  It could be because during med school we were fresh in a new city, new life and new beginnings.  Now we have 6 years in the city under our belts, Mr. Dr. regularly has crow’s feet around his eyes from sleep deprivation and I am knocked up.  I guess when you sum it up like that it seems like a lot has happened since we started the medicine journey.  And while a lot has happened, residency is every bit as tumultuous as I expected, and at times worse.  I have already seen an improvement for him 3 months into his 3rd year but it’s still residency and it’s still a doozy.  There are parts that have gotten better and parts that have gotten tougher.  As I write this I find myself in an anti-residency mindset.  I haven’t felt this anti in a while.  Maybe it’s the hormones or maybe it’s that I am entitled to feel this way every so often and that’s OK too.  Maybe it’s a bit of anxiety knowing we are welcoming our first child into this world in a few months.  Maybe it’s because his call schedule sucks at the moment.  Maybe it’s D. all of the above.  Probably.

But even though I’m having an anti moment, I never lose sight of the fact that we are actually gravitating towards the end.  It’ll come, just in a few years.  It feels like I’ll be extra wrinkly by then and we might have 3 kids living in a 1 bedroom apartment when it comes but it will get here.

I also found myself pondering what I want in my future dream home recently.  I realized I have no freaking clue.  I know nothing more than my tiny apartment and concrete outdoor space.  I currently base my idealistic dream home on what I see on HGTV and what I dislike and love about our families’ houses.  I’m going to start making a list and as ideas pop into my head I will just write it down so I don’t lose sight.  But then again, in 10 years when we might actually be building our first home, that stuff will be outdated.  So perhaps I shouldn’t waste my time.  Maybe I’ll stick to big ideas for now and no specifics.  Yes, that’s what I’ll do.