After 3 baby showers, I think this baby has officially moved to the spoiled category. So much so, that Tom suggested putting away some of the toys and stuffed animals for "the next baby."
Analyzing Pregnancy
So I've been thinking a lot lately how pregnancy is different from what I expected. Some things are exactly what I expected, but a lot of things totally caught me off guard. I will say that this was written on a good day, during a good week. If I re-wrote this on one of my bad days, it might be a little less optimistic haha. Luckily my bad days have been pretty rare lately though.
The Nursery is DONE
Adjusting
At this point in my pregnancy, I guess the best way to describe how I'm feeling, is that I'm adjusting. This has become my new normal, and I've just accepted it. It's like it my mind I'm going to be pregnant forever, and will always have to deal with these symptoms.
I suppose that's good, because it means I haven't had any melt downs or bad days in a while, but it also means I'm in complete denial that this pregnancy will end, and rather soon.
Knobs!
Okay, maybe this is an odd thing to get excited about, but here I am.
We recently bought a dresser for the nursery when we realized the piece of furniture we had originally planned to use wasn't going to work. The dresser was pretty, and fit the room, but I kept coming back to one thing that was bothering me - the knobs on the drawers.
Pregnant Yoga
Are We Out of the Woods Yet?
Happening Around Here
Since we last mentioned our late night wake up call, we've unfortunately been dealing with more problems with our smoke detectors.
Last week there was one sleepless night where the alarms went off five (ish - I stopped counting) times between midnight and 3:30. Needless to say, no one was happy (or sleeping).
I Don't Think I Can
Week 28... the week that broke me.
Some women are really good at being pregnant. Some love it. A coworker of mine has 4 children and confessed she had thought about being a surrogate she loved it so much. All I can think about is, "WHY DIDN'T I HIRE A SURROGATE!?" I'm obviously not one of those women who love this. I hate it, it's horrible, and this week I've officially reached my breaking point.
Third Trimester: In Like a Lion
...out like a lamb?
A girl can hope, right? Either way, I'm missing my second trimester easiness. Suddenly the heartburn is here every day and will. not. go. away. Things are sore and painful (omg so painful!), and I swear I'm getting bigger every day! One day my jacket still zips fine, and two days later it's too small! One day I can easily get my shoes on, and the next my belly seems to be getting in the way.
A Day of Bubbles
So I'm getting to the point where I'm supposed to be counting kicks and such. More importantly, though, is figuring out if your baby has a schedule, so you'll know at what points of the day to expect more movement than others. The theory is then if something is wrong, you're more likely to notice.
In preparation, I decided to try and pay attention for a full day. At my last appointment they told me I shouldn't go more than an hour without feeling movement (unless I'm not paying attention). So for anyone who might be interested, here is a breakdown of Bubble's day:
Double the Sugar, Double the Fun
So fun fact: when you have to take the 3 hour glucose test, the drink you're given has apparently twice the sugar as the drink from the 1 hour test! (Apparently that's what the 50/100 numbers mean). Although besides it being a bit more bubbly than the previous one, I didn't notice much of a difference. I chugged it as quickly as I had last time, and then followed it by a bunch of water. It's really not the worst part of the test.
Nursery Update
So far I've shared bits and pieces of a nursery in progress: the painting, and the almost crib. Since then, we received the crib piece we needed to finish putting that together, and we've made progress in other areas of the room too. We've been tackling things in small chunks, which makes it much more manageable. Some days we might only have energy to take tags off of baby clothes, or to throw in a load of laundry, but piece by piece, things have been getting done.
Sugar High
I must say, for all the fear and anxiety that usually comes along with this test, it might be the easiest and most relaxing thing I've had to do this pregnancy!
Yup, it was time for the dreaded glucose/diabetes test. This is the test where you're given an extremely sweet drink that tastes like flat orange soda (that also happens to burns your throat), and you have to finish it within 5 minutes of taking your first sip. Then an hour later, you get your blood drawn.
Two Quick Stories
Expectation vs Reality
Expectation: The piece of furniture you ordered and scheduled for delivery on Monday, will be delivered on Monday.
Reality: You'll get a call from the delivery people saying they'll deliver on Monday. Then they call you back and say, um they're not sure, but they'll get back to you. Then they call back and say they absolutely will deliver on Monday. They promise, pinky swear. Then another call. Oops, their mistake... they're not delivering on Monday after all... you're totally cool with changing all of your plans, right?
The 2nd Trimester is Boring
The Dinosaur Penguin
Alternatively titled, "Anatomy Scan: How I Scared Tom Half to Death"
Ultrasounds - An exciting experience where you get to watch a TV screen showing your baby moving around. Or the time to figure out any and all genetic problems, health issues, and life ending debilitations. One of those is a lot more fun than the other, but the reality is, both are true.
Stop Dancing on my Bladder
So after the last, not so encouraging ultrasound, Tom and I were ready for a do over. That chance came when we were given the option of doing a down syndrome test, which requires an ultrasound. I'll be honest, I just heard ultrasound and said I was in. Especially because it was at a different office where they had the new, high tech ultrasounds. I knew we'd be able to see a lot more, and have a much better chance at hearing a heartbeat. The results of the test meant very little to me compared to that.
Heading into the appointment, I was mostly excited and just a little bit nervous. I knew things were probably okay, but I still really wanted to hear that heartbeat as confirmation. Then I checked the website and looked at the pre-appointment instructions... and that's when I became very nervous.
The First Heartbeat: Sort Of
Alternatively titled, "How I almost gave Tom a heart attack."
So the first appointment I had was with a midwife, and was supposed to be mostly a checkup for me, and gathering a medical history. It was in the middle of the day and Tom had to work, so I went alone. I'd already gotten all the medical information from him, so it wasn't a big deal. At the very end of the appointment, the midwife decided to try and do a quick ultrasound to check and make sure it wasn't an ectopic pregnancy.