I Need To Go Potty!

What is happening to my digestive system? Things have been moving along well, but its seems I have hit some type of road block recently. To be quite honest I am constipated and my dried prunes are not working!!!

It is so ironic. I just finished skimming through Jenny McCarthy’s book Belly Laughs. She has a chapter in there titled Passing Stonehenge in which she speaks to the being massively constipated. I laughed at that one as I’ve been good about drinking my fluids and munching on a prune to keep me regular. Well, now I’ve arrived at month 6.5 and I am having some issues. I woke up feeling disgusted because I wanted to go last night but could not. Then I decided this morning I would sit on the toilet until something happened and a little something did, but not enough to make me feel better. I have tons of fruit, mango, grapes, watermelon, strawberries and I am calling for action. I have drank apple juice and have 2 bottled waters that I am working on. By golly something has got to move and hopefully it will be my bowels!

Week 19, Day 1

Here me! I am still here plugging along with Lil’ Butterbean in tow. We have two more days before we do the anatomy scan. I am praying for a perfect baby and cannot wait to see all the perfect body parts.

Last night the baby had the hiccups. It was the cutest things. I had spicy cabbage, turkey and rice for dinner, then a slice of sweet potato pie made by my Great Aunt. It was so good. Next thing I knew Lil’ Butterbean began to dance and move around (I think that was due to the sugar in the pie). Then I started feeling these rhythmic movements. I figured out it was hiccups and I sat giggling in bliss, when Mr. Butterbean Sr. asked what was going on. I told him and then he had to feel and see for himself. It was so cute.

We are in the throws of preparing the nursery. We are moving from our huge master bedroom that will be divided into two smaller rooms and then moving into what is truly the master bedroom that we’ve used as a guest room. When we first looked at houses in the area, we noticed some had three upstairs rooms and some two. We ended up buying one of the two with the plan to divide the huge room into two. So now its time and I am so excited. I think by the end of April the nursery will be set! Yippee.

My DSD called in and left a message that it was urgent that she speak to her dad and she needed to talk to him about something. He was panicked thinking something was wrong. When he called her back she asked 'have you found out what the baby will be?'. That's all she wanted to know, she is banking on a baby sister!

Okay, so other than a huge growth spurt that left me with abdominal pains from the stretching, nothing much is going on. I have truly popped and am showing. I went out and got the Bella Band to help with my clothes since all the maternity clothes are a hot, frumpy mess. I am enjoying the Bella Band so far and recommend it to you all.

I’ll check back in on Thursday with the news from the anatomy scan. Keep your ear to the ground.

Week 18, Day 1

When will the fatigue end?!?!?! I am like a sinking ship all through the day. I am in need of a serious nap right about now. It never fails. I had to lay my head down on my desk and just let whatever happen happen. My sister called and we chatted a bit about how I am doing. I told her I am 18 weeks today and feel as though I should be coming out of this sleepy stage. The good news is my nausea is almost gone. I only feel like I cannot eat too much and if I do then I’ll be sick.

Mr. Butterbean Sr. shocked me today by knowing that I was 18 weeks and that his email reminder did not come that updates him on my progress. He likes to be in the know about what is going on with his baby. He is convinced it is a boy but said today that he wants a healthy baby first and foremost but he does want a boy. He said he wanted to place a friendly bet against me because I want a girl. Well in actuality I want what he wants, a healthy baby first and foremost and then a boy. I came to realize this just over the past week or so. I think it’s more because that’s what he wants and he’s waited so long for this opportunity. All the lunar signs and most of my symptoms point to girl though. Its all good, to hold my Lil’ Butterbean and kiss and coo over him/her is really all I want. I also want the opportunity to do this a few more times. And from what I’ve learned about God…I know it will happen.

Week 17, Day 2

The quickening! I felt distinct movement from my Lil’ Butterbean yesterday. I noticed it in week 16 as well but was not sure. It felt like little thumps on my abdomen, almost like gas bubbles. Yesterday I had a full bladder and had eaten a slice of chocolate cake and then was playing with my co-workers baby. That got Butterbean going for sure. It was some constant movement and I was delighted. After a while I was like hmmmm wonder what this will be like when Butterbean is bigger. I have nto felt anything today though. I think the fact that my bladder was so full really attributed to me being able to feel the baby.

So we are closer to our anatomy scan and hopefully finding out what we are having. The lunar calendar says girl and so does most of Mr. Butterbean Senior’s family. I have one co-worker betting on girl and another saying definitely boy. Mr. Butterbean Sr. is hoping and praying for a boy and now I am swaying towards a boy (especially after holding my co-workers son yesterday, he was sooooooo adorable in his powder blue outfit and conductors hat). Most of all I do want a healthy child first and foremost, then a boy. There I said it!

My loss of appetite is very mild now. I can eat but it can only be a small portion or I start going under. I am also quite gassy. Mr. Butterbean Sr. laughed at me because I went to use the bathroom and begin to toot like a horn. I was not able to control it. I am very private regarding my bathroom time, so when I told him I thought I felt the baby moving, he replied that ‘I would move too if you were f@rting like you did this morning’. I just gave him the side eye and told him I cannot help it. I thought, ‘The nerve of Mr. Trumpet butt to call me out’. But its all good, it is what it is and all a part of this wonderful journey to motherhood.

Toot, toot!!!!

Week 16, Day 4

I had my 16 week check up yesterday and heard Lil’ Butterbean’s heart beat. It was nice and strong at 140 beats. Seems to have gone down because it started out in the 160’s, then 150’s now 140’s. LBB (Lil’ Butterbean) may have been sleeping though so who knows. Mr. Butterbean Sr. was there of course only wanting to know when we can find out the sex of the baby. Our doctor told us in 2-4 weeks. Mr. Butterbean Sr. wanted 2 weeks and I wanted 4 weeks, so I said lets compromise on 3 weeks. He had a slight attitude. I tried to explain that 18 weeks may be too early to clear a get view of the gender, plus I wanted to be sure everything else is normal (heart, lungs etc). Well Mr. Butterbean Sr. snapped that he knows women who could tell the sex at 16 weeks. So I promptly shut down and got my blood drawn. We did a blood draw for spina bifida. While I was doing that I asked the tech what week she found out what she was having because she is currently due in April. She told me oh between 17 and 20 weeks, then another tech chimed in that its better to wait until 20 weeks because the baby is more developed and the u/s tech is really not concerned about the sex of the baby at all, they are most concerned about organ development and ensuring there are no anomalies. Wow! Sounded just like what I’d said, but by then Mr. Butterbean Sr. had taken his pouty mouth and sat in the lobby. After the blood draw I made my appointment which finalized for Mr. Butterbean Sr. that it would be 3 weeks and not 2. He was quite agitated. I attempted to tell him what the nurse had said, but he continued to be pissy. So I said ‘whatever’ which means so much more in the female language and hopped in my car and drove off.

Mr. Butterbean Sr. is so anxious to find out the sex of our baby. He knows it all because he has carried and delivered numerous babies himself and has a uterus and motherly instinct as well…NOT!

Anywho…the round ligament pain is getting me a bit. Most days I feel so sore and stiff around the waist. The lack of appetite has subsided too and now I can eat, just small portions though. I still have not gained any weight, but this is surely the last week of my regular clothes. I am going to go buy some maternity pants this weekend. Overall I still needs my naps but I am not as tired as before. So maybe the second trimester will be a lot different than the first. I am enjoying it all and taking it all in. Still waiting to feel those first movements though.

I hope everyone is well.

God Bless!

Week 15, Day 1

Where has the time gone? I am at week 15 and feeling pretty darn good. I do have a slight cold, but I think that is due to the fluctuating temperatures in my area.

I am experiencing round ligament pains too. A little more than before. Its more like a soreness than pain. When I sneezed today it hurt and I whinced, but it is all good. My nausea and loss of appetite are still her but very mild. The loss of appetite is still more profound than the nausea. I had a cousin up for the weekend, she has had 5 boys and 1 girl. She told me I am surely having a girl because of my fatigue. I told her we'll see. The lunar calendar says girl too, but a few co-workers say boy. I don't care, I just want healthy! I think I only hae 4 more weeks until we go for the gender scan. How exciting is that?

So, I have fallen off a bit with my treadmill walking, but still doing my legs and arms. Gotta keep this old body in shape and ready to push the little one out.

I hope everyone is doing well out there in the blogosphere! Many Blessings to All!

Thyroid Biopsy

So, I had the biopsy yesterday. I went on Tuesday for a check-up, the doctor was late as ever arriving and I was completely frustrated, but then he was so nice when I finally saw him and fit me in for biopsy so quickly, I let my frustration melt away. I drove to his other office yesterday, only to wait a full 60 mintues before being seen. Talk about enraged. I got the biopsy done and was out of there and when I was leaving another couple was complaining about the 45 minute late appointment with no explanation as to why. I figured I better do a review online so others will know. That's what I'll do when I am done here.



As for the Fine Needle Aspiration (FNA) of my thyroid, it went off without a hitch. I was a bit nervous when I saw all the needles but I was equipped witht he 23 Psalm and I recited it over and over through the entire procedure. I mean the whole time that he dug and juuged in my neck, I recited the 23 Psalm. It was comforting and helped me through it. I must say my neck is pretty sore today. He numbed me with one needle and I think the numbing agent stung more than anything else, then he stuck the biopsy needle in and sort of pushed and rotated it around getting a good sampling of the tissue. I hung tough through it and did not bleed much at all.



Now a TWW (two week wait) for results. Keep your fingers and toes crossed for benign cells. Malignant cells = cancer of the thyroid and the entire thing has to be removed. I bind up malignancy and cast it into the botoomless pits of hell where it belongs.



The Lord is my Shepard, I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside the still waters, he restoreth my soul. He leadeth me in the path of righteousness for His name sake. Yeah though I walk through the valley of the shadows of death, I will fear no evil. For thou art with me. Thy rod and thy staff they comfort. Thy preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies. Thy annointest my head with oil, my cup runneth over. Surely, goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever. Amen.

The Second Trimester

Today marks the first day of my second trimester. I am officially 14 weeks along with this pregnancy with 26 more to go. Wow! Time does pass by doesn’t it? Seems like yesterday I was 4 weeks and just finding out about my amazing gift. I weighed myself this morning and I am still at my pre-pregnancy weight, not a pound gained, but I do expect that to change now that the babies development is mostly complete and now is the time for growing. I am expecting a half pound per week, but we will see. I just do not want to gain too much weight since I am already overweight and do not want to add any complications. Plus, my OB has informed me that they want me to do cesarean birth because of the myomectomy. I have opted against that and wrote them a nice long letter explaining why I am opting for a vaginal birth. I had been researching and came across a blog I enjoy reading and she had the same thing happen to her. She researched and wrote a letter and I took from I and wrote one myself. If they refuse to listen, I am going to look into getting a midwife or something and just side-step the whole OB situation altogether. They say they fear uterine rupture, so I figure with my myomectomy being 20 months prior to my first pregnancy and me trying to help myself by controlling weight gain I can have a smooth vaginal birth. No need to eat like a pig and be the size of a cow when I deliver. That’s too much weight to have to lose anyway. I am hoping to gain about 15 pounds total. We shall see.

I think the pangs I feel in my uterus is it expanding and accommodating Lil’ Butterbean. Sometimes I have to rub my tummy to try to cope. I also have some side pain, almost like ovulation pain on my right side. Is that round ligament pain? I try not to worry too much about any of it and let God do what he does. I have been moving along worry free and it is all by God’s grace. I have never been so nonchalant about things before and I never imagined I could be, but when you are blessed with the job of growing a little baby inside of you, the little things do not matter anymore and its only serious business. Today I go in for the thyroid biopsy. In the past I would be sick with worry, but not now. I gave that thing to the Lord God and left it there, that is something I have never been able to do completely. Now I can. BTW, thank you so much Anna for the beautiful prayer. It is so welcomed and appreciated.

So on with enjoying week 14 of my pregnancy. I am still a little nauseous and a have fatigue, but doing very well as far as I can see. Next appointment is 2/26 and I get to hear Lil’ Butterbean’s heartbeat. I can’t wait!

I Fear Not...

because God is in control. It seems so much easier for me to accept then times before. The gift of my child has changed the way I think. I know that if God can bless me with a baby through all my trials, then there is nothing that I am unable to trust him to do.

I went in for my routine thyroid check only to find that one nodule has grown and now I need to have it biopsied. I have not told a soul except the blog world. I don’t want my husband to worry so I think I’ll just wait until I get the results. I got a voicemail from my endocrinologist. I knew something was up because they normally don’t call that quick. But instead of worrying all night, I cradled my belly and told God, ‘I give this to you’ and I went to bed. When I got the news I again said ‘Its in your hands God’ and kept on working. I fear not, the Lord is my Shepard.

Week 12, Day 1

Well looks like I made it. I am officially 3 months along and was willing to announce to everyone that I am preggers. It is still new and exciting to me and hard to believe. Unfortunately, the mild nausea and lack of appetite are constant reminders of what's really going on. But I love it, so only complain a little bit.

Tomorrow I go in for nuchal fold testing. Mr. Butterbean Sr. wanted me to do it and I guess I am indifferent. So tomorrow I'll get to see my Lil' Butterbean on the big stage tomorrow and then again on Friday. That's beyond cool!

My sleepiness has increased, my nausea has subsided a bit, but my lack of appetite and aversion to meat is in full effect. We'll see what happens now.

The baby site says my baby is the size of an egg. All the way from a sunflower seed to an egg. Wow! Now more and more growing. I guess I better get my maternity pants soon!

Week 11, Day 1

Ahhh, what a historic day! Although I did not go to DC I did watch the history being made on CNN. It was awesome to watch Biden and then Obama take their oathes, them escort Bush and Cheney out (yippee) and then watching the numerous events that followed. I watched all day, napping and dosing and watching some more. I am so very excited about what is to come.

Yesterday was Martin Luther King Day. Imagine how my eyes filled with tears when I spoke to my 3 year old niece and she told me 'today is King Day and he had a dream'. Oh, I feel like my sister is the best mom in the world...rearing, loving and teaching her little ones these historic stories of our forefathers who fought so that we might have the freedoms and overflow that we have today. Today's inauguration was a HUGE downpayment on the dream that Dr. King had.

No true nausea, just small bouts of it. I do not have a huge appetite but am eating well. I feel I might be able to start cooking some balanced meals again. I have not eaten much today. I did have a good breakfast, some cereal, two slices of meatless pizza and 2 chocolate chip cookies. I think I will end the night with some oatmeal.

On top of all this, I am 11 weeks today. My baby is growing, although his/her head is huge (LOL!!) he/she looks more like a baby and I can't wait to hear the heart beating next week and see my little one. Oh what an exciting time. I cannot begin to thank God enough on this day especially. I am overjoyed and so excited about what life holds.

Week 8, Day 3

Happy New Year to everyone!

I am still hanging in there with mild nausea and now roller coaster crying. Last night I cried when a hair style commerical came on. Let me just say right now that I've always been one of those who would read about emotional pregnant women and think 'it can't be that bad, these women must be drama queens'. But as of this week I am eating my words. I was just in tears when the commercial came on thinking 'my hair is a mess'. Oh well that's what set off the water works.

This morning I realized that I have to get new jeans because none of my current ones fits anymore. I was already on the verge, but it seems the pants are too tight in the thighs. Needless to say I am doing my squats and legs each morning now. I also walked yesterday. I did extensive research on controlling weight gain during pregnancy. I DO NOT want to gain more than 15 pounds at my current weight. I am sure my doctor will agree. Starting out more than 40 pounds over my target weight is already enough without adding on 30-40 additional pounds. I think I'd be at risk of gestational diabetes and the whole nine. So I am going to fight harder to eat healthy meals and no more than 1800 calories plus my exercise. I will run all this by my doctor at next weeks visit to be sure I am doing the right thing.

As it stands I am so nauseous and disgusted with most food. I don't know what to do. Its still mild but its affecting my eating so much. I plan to get a lot of bland stuff to eat. I've been eating a lot of dairy since that is good fro 8 week baby development, but I gotta have some more variety and veggies most of all. I know I could probably eat some spinach if I set my mind to it. I have a strong aversion to chicken too. I don't want anything to do with it. Somethings gotta give though because I know I gotta do better. I recall eating a large bowl of broccoli with cheese and I want to gag. I did it though because I knew it'd be good for the baby. Now its harder for me to make those healthy choices. I will try though.

Week 7, Day 6

I went to bed in tears and woke up in tears. I am hormonal and emotional and I recognize that. It was funny because Mr. Butterbean Sr. made the comment that I was 'torturing' him while he was trying to play his PS3 and left and went to the basement. It hurt my feelings and I just began to cry. I went to bed and had horrid dreams of me screaming and being emotional with my grandmother, sister and cousin. Then I woke up in tears. It was just a mess. Even now I refuse to talk to Mr. Butterbean Sr. He came up when I was making breakfast and asked if I slept well. I just gave a blank star. He kept trying but I told him he's not going to torture me so just leave me alone. Well he got the message about what is going on but he kept trying. I just ignored him.

Yesterday I woke in the guest bedroom. Why? Mr. Butterbean Sr. came in snoring and it enraged me and I got out of bed and went to the guest bedroom. He came in asking if I wanted breakfast. NO! After about 10 minutes he came and got in the guest bed with me. Poor thing. He gave me a pep talk and told me 'we both wanted this baby so there is no need to be irritable with him'. I told him I was nauseous and had a headache. A little more pep talk and cuddling and I got up and we went and got some breakfast. Well Mr. Butterbean's pep talk wore off by the evening, but its okay. He did try and I don't think he can imagine how emotional I can be right now. I know its all the baby hormones so I just pray and push along.

Right now I am listening to the tunes of Anthony Hamilton, his new CD for 2008 which I already love and I am about to wash the breakfast dishes and go for a short walk. I need the fresh air and its very breezy and I need that too. So I'm off!

Week 7, Day 1

We are 7 weeks today! I am still marveling over the news and sometimes its hard to believe, but my mild nausea and loss of appetite are reminders that I am indeed preggo. I continue to have slight pangs of growth and I know from the u/s where my baby is located in my uterus...way down at the bottom left corner.

I’ve changed my diet to avoid meats and animal byproducts with any added hormones or antibiotics. This is because I do not want to give those fibroids anymore ammunition to grow. So I been at Trader Joe’s buying up the vegetarian fed meats and eggs. Feels like I am doing something good for myself and I like it. I am still not actively exercising, but that will change as soon as I hit month 3. I will be doing 20 minute walks and once it warms up, the sky is the limit for walking. I did jump on the scale to find I am not gaining any weight. My appetite is too suppressed for that and I am barely able to eat much more than a kiddie sized meal of anything. It’s a good thing though because I am already overweight and I don’t want to gain too much or get gestational diabetes. My co-worker told me to confess eating healthy and staying down and it will be so, so that is what I do. I pray over my Lil’ Butterbean every day, several times a day, thanking God for allowing me to conceive and praying for a healthy baby.

This weekend my sister was announcing my pregnancy to some of her friends who know how much my husband and I have been trying. It was so exciting to hear her talk about it and everyone was so pleased. A couple including my sister asked me what I want to have and surprisingly I said before I got pregnant I wanted boys, but now its seems I am unconcerned, but whenever I think about the baby I seem to think girl. I think its because I can pick her name if it’s a girl. If it’s a boy it will be named after Mr. Butterbean Sr. My step-daughter also says she wants a sister. She is the only girl. I say 10 fingers, 10 toes in the likeness of God. That’s all I want and am praying for.

I got all the books from my sister to read over…What to Expect, Perfect Pregnancy, Baby Names and Baby’s First Year. I am excited to read. My husband continues to be excited too.

This morning I have decaf coffee for the first time in a long while. I was holding off on any caffeine at all. I am not a caffeine person anyway, but I do enjoy my decaf. So I indulged and it was good. But I think I am done with it for a while. I am having PBJ for lunch and I think I’ll pick up a milkshake. I just don’t want to go through another day of blah and one day of splurging won’t hurt. Besides milk is good for the baby.

So nothing much but the constant lack of appetite and mild nausea. On with week 7!

Week 6, Day 2

I had my first doctor's appt. yesterday. It was so short and sweet. Just bloodwork and a brief talk along with a prescription for prenatals. I opted for Duet that already has the B6 in it to help stave off naseau. I have had very mild naseau so its not affecting me yet and I pray it continues that way. The great thing about yesterday's visit is they scheduled me for an u/s today. I had said how I felt empty and like nothing much was going on. I questioned if my lil' Butterbean was taken away. Today I SAW and HEARD the wonderful heartbeat of my child. I was overjoyed. I have visual and audible confirmation that my baby is there and this is not a dream! Mr. Butterbean Sr. was quiet as we watched and he could tell how pleased I was. What a miracle. My Beta from yesterday was 19307 and my progesterone is 33!

Unfortunately, they also found two fibroids, but I think they are far enough away from my baby that they will not matter. We will see what the doctor has to say at my next appt on 1/8/09. I was devastated when I saw the fibroids. One is 2cm and the othe ris 3cm. I realized I was letting them still the joy I was feeling about my Butterbean. Then I remembered how I am stepping out on faith and completely trusting God and I said 'nothing will still my joy, I will not live in fear through this pregnancy and I give it to God because He is in control'. So that's that!

I am so happy to have seen Lil' Butterbean and I have his/her first photo to add to my journal that I am writing to my baby.

Week 5, Day 4

I wish I could know what’s going on in there. I mean really see the baby inside of me. Since Tuesday its been pretty quiet and so it makes me worry a bit. But I just pray good thoughts over my baby each morning and thank God for allowing me to conceive then assure myself that surely he would not just give me this miracle and then take it away from me. I don’t know if its because my husband has told the world so early or that I just can’t believe it. I have to admit I have my doubts and I hate having them because I know God is able. Still the fear creeps in and the what ifs. What if the baby stopped growing or the babies heart just stopped beating or it was not a perfect union and the baby could not survive. I pray for strength and patience. I personally think they make us wait to daggone long for an u/s anyway. 10 weeks is what most have told me. I am like…10 weeks, I want to hear that heart beat now, to see the yolk sac and little tadpole in there. I need to 100% sure. Reality is ‘can I be 100% sure about anything?” I don’t think I can. I cannot be 100% sure until I hold my baby in my arms and that is a long way off.

Last night I spoke to my Nana and she of course got caught in her loop about my sister and how many children she has. Now, my Nana has short term memory and the early onset of dementia, so this time when she asked me how many I have I told her ‘Just one Momma, not even born yet’. She said ‘Not born yet, well I might never see that one’. She did not understand that I am pregnant and she will not until she has the chance to see me with my belly long, great with child. I only said it because she asked.

This morning I woke up a lot of pain in my tummy. I thought, well my little Butterbean is letting me know he/she is still there. But what it really was was gas. Gas from all the dairy I’ve been eating although I am lactose intolerant. I am afraid to take the lactose pills and go with it. Yesterday was the first day I experienced such bloating. 5am this morning and I was up trying to relieve myself and then rolling all over the bed trying to get in a good position. Eventually, rubbing my own back, like I’d seen my grandmother do for babies, helped me to get rid of the gas. Good think Mr. Butterbean Sr. was up and at work otherwise we probably would have ended up in the Emergency Room.

Oh, did I mention that I am peeing like a racehorse quite frequently. Its not even cute or funny. There is a 8 month pregnant co-worker who lives in the bathroom and I think she may be beginning to wonder why I am in there just as much as she is. LOL!!! I read up and its a symptom of the first trimester. Baby is growing (Yippee) and pressing on my bladder. If nothing else its a good sign that my baby is thriving.

Last night he asked me what was going on with me and what I felt. Mind you this is not Mr. Butterbeans first child, but it seems like it is. I told him all my symptoms and what I felt. He was so interested and I can tell how excited he is. He is in love with this baby already, just like I am. We have waited so long and finally its our turn. I am praying without ceasing and praising God for blessing us in such an awesome way.

Tuesday's doctor appointment can't get here fast enough. Until then, the prayers are going up and even after that they'll continue.

Week 5, Day 1

Today marks week five if my calculations are correct.

After telling my sister the news, she told me to call the OB and set an appt. I did that yesterday and my appt. is on 12/16 to do bloodwork and the exam. I am very excited about it all and a little scared.

Today I am experiencing cramping. I don't think its really cramping but its more like a dull pain. I told my sister about that last night and she said its probably my uterus expanding. I guess that is what it is because online it says if there is no bleeding then all is well. I pray all is well.

I told my accupunturist I am pregant and she told me to take it very easy, no heavy lifting and no sex for 3 months. Wow! Mr. Butterbean Sr. is afraid to touch me until we have our appt. I bet if I tell him no sex for 3 months he'll be highly upset. LOL!!! Well we'll do what is best for Butterbean. I've been eating all the right things, just a few bad things (cookies and cheetos). I've been drinking milk, eating cheese, eating lots of fruit and veggies. I picked up walnuts because they have omega 3 and I am just trying to do all the right things to give my baby the fighting chance she/he needs.