Tonight I climbed up in the attic to put together all of the boxes I need Hubs to bring down before the baby is born. Inside them are things like clothes, bibs, burp rags, etc. While moving some of the boxes, I began to hear a critter chatting at me. Fantastic. I called Hubs up just in case the critter came out, and it was then he pointed out all of the critter poop scattered around the attic. Fantastic. It isn't a big problem because most of the stuff I put up there was in plastic storage bins, but some of it is in plain old repurposed diaper cardboard boxes.
One thing that was not okay is the baby bath tub. That stupid critter actually got in and chewed the foam seat of the tub. I was a little bummed, and have decided to get rid of the tub. Luckily baby tubs are rather cheap.
As I said in my last post, there are a few things I am replacing from when Little Bean was a baby, and some things I am getting because I hated what we had last time. Easily 90% of the things this baby will use or wear is used. 70% of that is really used, as in it has been used for two of my sister's babies, and by Little Bean. Sweet Pea will be the 4th baby to use the baby carrier that I bought a new cover for. The carrier looks new because of the cover, but it is far from it. Sweet Pea will use Little Bean's crib, most of her clothes, except where they are not seasonally appropriate, and all of her old toys. Bottom line, where possible, we are reusing everything from 1-3 other babies.
In baby news, I was relieved to learn she is growing right on target when I had my monthly growth scan last Monday. This was a relief because I have not gained even 1 lb in the past 4 weeks, and as of today, make that 5 weeks. I am still up only 16.5 lbs. My doctor wants me to go see a specialist now because obviously the meds she gave me did not get my stomach working. It makes me a little sad because I really want to eat more than I do. I miss eating tasty food whenever I want. But I know anything I eat after breakfast will most likely still be hanging around by bedtime.
This past week I booked tickets for my parents to fly out when the baby is born. Everyone is pretty excited about that. My parents have only been able to see one of their grand children the day they were born, so I am enjoying the fact that this will be the second time.
In Little Bean news, we are officially completely out of diapers! She has been potty trained for over a year and a half and just been using nighttime diapers. But about a month ago, we even stopped the nighttime diapers. I've been waiting to announce this for fear of jinxing us, but I think it is now safe to celebrate. I haven't bought a box of diapers in months now! (Please refrain from commenting about how I will be back in diapers soon enough. I know.)
Other than that, life in our house goes on as normal. Thanks to daylight savings time (just another way the government robs us), it is almost time to get ready for bed, so I will be signing off now. Later!
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Friday, March 1, 2013
Getting Ready
I've been getting asked a lot lately if I'm ready for the baby yet. I always laugh and say not the way the expect. Usually the people who ask are pregnant with their first, weeks behind me in their pregnancies, and as nervous as I was with Little Bean.Their nurseries are already complete, but for Sweet Pea, her room is not even yet started.
The reason she doesn't have a nursery yet is because we need to move some things around in this house, including walls, doors, and people. Even though we may only have a couple months until this little one comes home outside of the package, we will still have a couple months beyond that before she needs her own room. The bottom line, I'm not sweating the big stuff yet.
I am, however, getting ready for the baby in every other aspect. Clothes have been sorted and just need to be washed. The baby carrier is ready to go. Each week I buy something I need for the baby, whether it is for the nursery, clothes, or nursing. My focus lately has been nursing. While I didn't do well with this with Little Bean, I am determined to try again and just has hard as I did the first time. I got a new, different nursing pillow, new accessories, and am going to take a class (I didn't with Little Bean, and that was a huge mistake).
Little Bean and I went shopping for a diaper bag a few weeks ago, and because I am such a sucker, I got the bag Little Bean wanted, and not the one I thought we needed. Hubs laughs at me, and has finally talked me into taking the bag back and getting the one we need. When I do, I'll start buying some swaddle pods, wash cloths, and other small things to get us farther on our way.
One of my best friends is throwing me a baby shower and she already got me a new bassinet that is amazingly versatile and I am very excited for. If that is the only thing we get from the shower, it will be enough, since this is our second. Even though it is our second, I know from the first what I did and did not like, and what did and didn't work. Plus you always have to buy some things new.
Here are a few things I have so far:
I am really looking forward to working on the nursery. The blanket is part of the theme I'm going with, and I have some pretty grand ideas. Until we can get structural engineers and contractors out here, that will just have to wait though.
One other way I am trying to get ready is for the changes this baby will bring to Little Bean's life. Sure she thinks she's excited, but she has no idea how her life is about to change. Right now she is my little buddy. We snuggle a lot and spend a lot of time together. When she sleeps with me, we fall asleep holding hands. As much as I wish that wouldn't change once the baby is here, it will. I'll make every effort to still do those things with her AND the baby, but we all know how well our hopes and dreams can turn out. (If anyone has ideas on how to prepare an only-child for a sibling, I'm all ears!)
A few years back, when Little Bean was still a baby, I bought this doll:
It was originally intended as a gift for someone else, but then I decided to hang onto it for the day when Little Bean became a big sister. I can't believe how long it has been hidden in my closet, and I am ecstatic that it will finally get loved the way I dreamed. I am going to buy it the same baby gear the new baby will have, so Little Bean can be just like mama.
Little Bean wants to name the baby Disney Princess Marie, so hopefully she will use that name for her new baby, and not feel so bad it won't be her sister's name.
Honestly, I would love to get Little Bean a real, live bunny, but I will have my hands full enough with the new baby on top of all the pets we already have, so the bunny will have to wait.
So, am I ready for the baby? Pretty much, yes. I am definitely not worried about our state of readiness.
The reason she doesn't have a nursery yet is because we need to move some things around in this house, including walls, doors, and people. Even though we may only have a couple months until this little one comes home outside of the package, we will still have a couple months beyond that before she needs her own room. The bottom line, I'm not sweating the big stuff yet.
I am, however, getting ready for the baby in every other aspect. Clothes have been sorted and just need to be washed. The baby carrier is ready to go. Each week I buy something I need for the baby, whether it is for the nursery, clothes, or nursing. My focus lately has been nursing. While I didn't do well with this with Little Bean, I am determined to try again and just has hard as I did the first time. I got a new, different nursing pillow, new accessories, and am going to take a class (I didn't with Little Bean, and that was a huge mistake).
Little Bean and I went shopping for a diaper bag a few weeks ago, and because I am such a sucker, I got the bag Little Bean wanted, and not the one I thought we needed. Hubs laughs at me, and has finally talked me into taking the bag back and getting the one we need. When I do, I'll start buying some swaddle pods, wash cloths, and other small things to get us farther on our way.
One of my best friends is throwing me a baby shower and she already got me a new bassinet that is amazingly versatile and I am very excited for. If that is the only thing we get from the shower, it will be enough, since this is our second. Even though it is our second, I know from the first what I did and did not like, and what did and didn't work. Plus you always have to buy some things new.
Here are a few things I have so far:
One other way I am trying to get ready is for the changes this baby will bring to Little Bean's life. Sure she thinks she's excited, but she has no idea how her life is about to change. Right now she is my little buddy. We snuggle a lot and spend a lot of time together. When she sleeps with me, we fall asleep holding hands. As much as I wish that wouldn't change once the baby is here, it will. I'll make every effort to still do those things with her AND the baby, but we all know how well our hopes and dreams can turn out. (If anyone has ideas on how to prepare an only-child for a sibling, I'm all ears!)
A few years back, when Little Bean was still a baby, I bought this doll:
Little Bean wants to name the baby Disney Princess Marie, so hopefully she will use that name for her new baby, and not feel so bad it won't be her sister's name.
Honestly, I would love to get Little Bean a real, live bunny, but I will have my hands full enough with the new baby on top of all the pets we already have, so the bunny will have to wait.
So, am I ready for the baby? Pretty much, yes. I am definitely not worried about our state of readiness.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
The Scoop
The only thing I can manage to say tonight is, "Oh boy, I'm tired." I guess Sweet Pea is going through a growth spurt because it seems like all either of us want to do today is sleep, and neither of us has had much energy to do a lot of moving or shaking. Rest assured though, Sweet Pea is just fine. I got to check in on her with a sono yesterday, and Little Bean refuses to go to bed at night until she has heard Sweet Pea's heartbeat. We're both just knackered from all of her growth.
Here is this week's belly pic:
Due to some unpleasantness, also known as indigestion, I have not gained even a pound in the last three weeks. I'm 28 weeks and still only up 16.5 lbs. I can't say that I mind that, but I do mind the fact that I will eat my lunch at noon, not eat again for the rest of the day, and have to force my lunch back up before bed 10 hours later to prevent choking on it when it backs up on me during the night. Basically, my stomach has just plain quit working.
Last week I went in to see my OB because I have been having some intense contractions that make me worry a little. They are really strong and really long, as in they last for minutes at a time. Because of that, I have moved to weekly checkups and sonos to ensure everything is staying tightly closed.
Between my appointment this week and last:
He reacted exactly how I expected, which was to ask why I did that, to remind me with words that he didn't care, and then made me feel bad for doing it. In the end though, I know I made the right decision, and it honestly feels like the lesser of two evils.
As far as the baby, her movements are becoming stronger and more distinct. I love that I can put my hand on my tummy and feel her little arms and legs moving. It makes the fact that there is a baby in there so real. She's no longer this little octopus parasite, she has become a baby. The more I feel her individual limbs, the more excited I get to hold her.
I love that when I roll over at night, she will sleepily readjust in my belly. I can almost hear her say, "Come on mom, I'm trying to sleep in here!" Like me, she doesn't like getting up in the morning. Once that alarm clock starts going off, she makes slow, sleepy movements. She also lets me know she doesn't like it when she gets squished while I put on my shoes, bend over to pick up things, or do anything else that cuts into her space.
Her movements make the uncomfortableness of pregnancy worth it. If she moves while my reflux/indigestion acts up, I don't seem to notice the latter as much because I'm too busy smiling at my baby moving. I smile a lot lately.
Well, I guess that's it for now. Its time for Little Bean and I to get ready for bed. Later!
Here is this week's belly pic:
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| 28 Weeks |
Due to some unpleasantness, also known as indigestion, I have not gained even a pound in the last three weeks. I'm 28 weeks and still only up 16.5 lbs. I can't say that I mind that, but I do mind the fact that I will eat my lunch at noon, not eat again for the rest of the day, and have to force my lunch back up before bed 10 hours later to prevent choking on it when it backs up on me during the night. Basically, my stomach has just plain quit working.
Last week I went in to see my OB because I have been having some intense contractions that make me worry a little. They are really strong and really long, as in they last for minutes at a time. Because of that, I have moved to weekly checkups and sonos to ensure everything is staying tightly closed.
Between my appointment this week and last:
- We determined my inability to breathe is due to my intense allergies. My doctor prescribed a flow meter, and when it didn't help, we knew it was allergies.
- I got put on a prescription to get my stomach muscles working, which I started last night. So far it seems to be working, and I couldn't be happier. I really would prefer to not have to throw up before bed every night.
- Everything is staying nice and closed.
- Despite my lack of weight gain, Sweet Pea is still getting all she needs.
- Sweet Pea moved into the head down position from transverse Sunday night of last week, which explains why I slept so horribly that night.
He reacted exactly how I expected, which was to ask why I did that, to remind me with words that he didn't care, and then made me feel bad for doing it. In the end though, I know I made the right decision, and it honestly feels like the lesser of two evils.
As far as the baby, her movements are becoming stronger and more distinct. I love that I can put my hand on my tummy and feel her little arms and legs moving. It makes the fact that there is a baby in there so real. She's no longer this little octopus parasite, she has become a baby. The more I feel her individual limbs, the more excited I get to hold her.
I love that when I roll over at night, she will sleepily readjust in my belly. I can almost hear her say, "Come on mom, I'm trying to sleep in here!" Like me, she doesn't like getting up in the morning. Once that alarm clock starts going off, she makes slow, sleepy movements. She also lets me know she doesn't like it when she gets squished while I put on my shoes, bend over to pick up things, or do anything else that cuts into her space.
Her movements make the uncomfortableness of pregnancy worth it. If she moves while my reflux/indigestion acts up, I don't seem to notice the latter as much because I'm too busy smiling at my baby moving. I smile a lot lately.
Well, I guess that's it for now. Its time for Little Bean and I to get ready for bed. Later!
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Que Pasa (What's UP)?
I guess after two weeks, its time for an update. Although I guess it has technically been over 3 since I updated on anything. So let's get into it.
Little Bean's birthday party was awesome. She had a great time, and had quite a few friends show up. Of course she got showered with some great gifts, like play dough, Princess toys, art supplies, and much more. Not surprisingly, she loves it when her birthday rolls around, and still thinks every box that shows up on our front door is for her.
The week after her birthday she and I went and got our birthday pictures taken (we are only 9 days apart). Here are a few shots from the session.
They are going to send us a CD with the photos retouched, and I am hoping they fix the fact that the colors seem so faded and washed out. If not, maybe I will make them retake the photos.
There was one picture from the session that made me cry, and it took me a few minutes to compose myself enough to be able to speak:
I have waited a long time for this picture, and I have gone through a lot to get to it. Making my little girl a big sister has been one of the primary focuses of my life since she was born. To finally see this picture was a very emotional moment for me. We took this picture along with a couple of others and had them make a compilation that I will frame for the baby's room.
Speaking of the baby, I am 27 weeks tomorrow. I can't believe it. I wish I could say that this pregnancy has been all sunshine and roses, but I am going to admit, I have been pretty stinking miserable, despite my efforts to ignore everything unpleasant and enjoy being pregnant. I definitely try to focus on the things I love, like fetal movement, butsome most days I am just plain miserable.
My reflux is out of control, and the only thing that helps is to not eat, which oddly enough, exacerbates the heartburn. Zantac and Tums don't help anymore. I can't eat after 5:00 p.m. or else I end up throwing it up before bed so I don't wake up choking on it all night long. Even water gives me reflux! Its ridiculous.
My hips ache so much with this pregnancy, and its constant enough that it has started to affect my morale. I've had a couple of days where everything makes me cry because of the constant pain and discomfort in my hips.
I'm going to see my doctor tomorrow because I think I might have pregnancy-induced asthma. I will have daily bouts where I just cannot breathe. I've had to walk out of meetings at work because I don't want to sit there and pant for air in front of everyone. These bouts will last anywhere from an hour and a half to hours on end. I've noticed that at some points even my nail beds turn purple. Nothing I do helps. I just can't breathe. It could be allergy related, but the allergy pills I've been taking aren't helping at all. All I know is something has to give. I have to be able to breathe.
I am a huge klutz; I drop everything, which is super annoying when you can't simply bend over and pick it up. Retrieving dropped items takes a lot of orchestration and then readjustment of clothing when you're done. Along those same lines, my pregnancy brain is BAD. Really, really bad. I swear I'm lucky I remember my name. I almost left the house without putting in my contacts one day.
I just don't remember my first pregnancy being this miserable. One thing I do remember and that is plaguing me enough this time too that it will be brought up tomorrow is the contractions have set in. They have gotten to the point where they are so hard and long that if I am walking when they hit, I have to stop and wait for them to let up. I have even gotten really dizzy with a few of them the last couple days.
I don't mean to complain, but honestly, I am ready to meet this baby and be done being pregnant. Its not as fun as I remembered it last time. I just want to get my Sweet Pea here so I can hold her and have my complete family.
In other, happier news, my husband bought me a Nea.to vacuum for my birthday. It is a rival to the Room.ba, only it is the better vacuum (believe me, I did my homework before picking one). I seriously LOVE that my house gets vacuumed every day and I never have to do it again. As if that wasn't enough, it has made keeping the house clean an easier. Keeping everything off the floors is half the battle to a clean house. While you pick up stuff off the floors and put it away, you just grab everything around it and put it all away too. Our house has been constantly clean since our Nea.to came home, which is awesome because we've had a lot of surprise company lately.
Other semi-noteworthy news:
Little Bean's birthday party was awesome. She had a great time, and had quite a few friends show up. Of course she got showered with some great gifts, like play dough, Princess toys, art supplies, and much more. Not surprisingly, she loves it when her birthday rolls around, and still thinks every box that shows up on our front door is for her.
The week after her birthday she and I went and got our birthday pictures taken (we are only 9 days apart). Here are a few shots from the session.
They are going to send us a CD with the photos retouched, and I am hoping they fix the fact that the colors seem so faded and washed out. If not, maybe I will make them retake the photos.
There was one picture from the session that made me cry, and it took me a few minutes to compose myself enough to be able to speak:
Speaking of the baby, I am 27 weeks tomorrow. I can't believe it. I wish I could say that this pregnancy has been all sunshine and roses, but I am going to admit, I have been pretty stinking miserable, despite my efforts to ignore everything unpleasant and enjoy being pregnant. I definitely try to focus on the things I love, like fetal movement, but
My reflux is out of control, and the only thing that helps is to not eat, which oddly enough, exacerbates the heartburn. Zantac and Tums don't help anymore. I can't eat after 5:00 p.m. or else I end up throwing it up before bed so I don't wake up choking on it all night long. Even water gives me reflux! Its ridiculous.
My hips ache so much with this pregnancy, and its constant enough that it has started to affect my morale. I've had a couple of days where everything makes me cry because of the constant pain and discomfort in my hips.
I'm going to see my doctor tomorrow because I think I might have pregnancy-induced asthma. I will have daily bouts where I just cannot breathe. I've had to walk out of meetings at work because I don't want to sit there and pant for air in front of everyone. These bouts will last anywhere from an hour and a half to hours on end. I've noticed that at some points even my nail beds turn purple. Nothing I do helps. I just can't breathe. It could be allergy related, but the allergy pills I've been taking aren't helping at all. All I know is something has to give. I have to be able to breathe.
I am a huge klutz; I drop everything, which is super annoying when you can't simply bend over and pick it up. Retrieving dropped items takes a lot of orchestration and then readjustment of clothing when you're done. Along those same lines, my pregnancy brain is BAD. Really, really bad. I swear I'm lucky I remember my name. I almost left the house without putting in my contacts one day.
I just don't remember my first pregnancy being this miserable. One thing I do remember and that is plaguing me enough this time too that it will be brought up tomorrow is the contractions have set in. They have gotten to the point where they are so hard and long that if I am walking when they hit, I have to stop and wait for them to let up. I have even gotten really dizzy with a few of them the last couple days.
I don't mean to complain, but honestly, I am ready to meet this baby and be done being pregnant. Its not as fun as I remembered it last time. I just want to get my Sweet Pea here so I can hold her and have my complete family.
In other, happier news, my husband bought me a Nea.to vacuum for my birthday. It is a rival to the Room.ba, only it is the better vacuum (believe me, I did my homework before picking one). I seriously LOVE that my house gets vacuumed every day and I never have to do it again. As if that wasn't enough, it has made keeping the house clean an easier. Keeping everything off the floors is half the battle to a clean house. While you pick up stuff off the floors and put it away, you just grab everything around it and put it all away too. Our house has been constantly clean since our Nea.to came home, which is awesome because we've had a lot of surprise company lately.
Other semi-noteworthy news:
- I am interviewing candidates for my temporary replacement starting next week, which should be interesting. I've never interviewed anyone before. I've got two candidates scheduled for a phone screen, and one scheduled for an in-person interview. I am really excited to meet the latter because I think he could be what I'm looking for in my temp.
- I joined Pintrest because my best friend kept telling me about all of these great cleaning ideas she found on there. The jury is still out as to whether I like it or not. I've tried a couple things I read, but want to try a few more.
- We got a water softener last week, which is what inspired the cleaning spree. We have 30 days to evaluate it, and I want to give it a fair shake before saying yes or no to purchasing it. I grew up with soft water for 25 years, so I know I like it. I just want to make sure Hubs likes it, and that it really is worth the expense.
Saturday, February 2, 2013
Happy 4th Birthday Little Bean
Dear Little Bean,
Four years ago today, you entered mine and daddy's lives and changed them for the better in ways we could not imagine. It is sad how quickly these years have gone, and how quickly they will keep going, but I think God for every day you are in my life.
This past year you have experienced and seen more than most kids your age. You got to go to Cancun, Mexico and swim with dolphins, hang out in the pool, and experience a different culture while also practicing your Spanish.
We went to grandma and grandpa's for the 4th of July and you went on your first hike in the Rocky Mountains. You loved it, and did amazingly well.
You got to go to Disneyland for the first time and got to spend the entire vacation with mama's whole family (except grandpa, who sadly, had to say home), including your favorite cousin K.
And as if that weren't enough vacations for a 3-year-old in one year, you got to become an intercontinental traveler and spend Christmas and New Years in the UK!
In addition to all of your traveling, you grew and learned a lot. You are an intelligent girl, and there are many verbs that can be used to describe you, such as friendly, precocious, resilient, determined, loving, tender, and well-behaved. You love to share, and do so every chance you get. You are especially generous with your stickers.
The things you love the most besides mom and dad are the dogs, especially Sadie, whom you claim as your own; and your princess blankets because you like to "snuffle" the tags.
Today you are going to have a Rapunzel and Star Wars the Clone Wars birthday party. Over 25 kids were invited, both boys and girls, so we will see how many show up. No matter how many kids come, I know you will have an awesome time because you love the place we are having your party.
In a few months, you will become a big sister. People often ask me if you are excited about the baby, and you always tell me yes. You tell me about all of the things you will teach your little sister, and all of the things you will show her. You love to see her on sonograms, but you especially love to hear her heartbeat. I know without a doubt that you are going to be an awesome big sister, one who is enviable and a wonderful example. This is one thing I have always wanted for you, and I am so glad that this year you will know the joy only a sibling can bring.
This past year it has been wonderful and amazing to see how much you have grown mentally and emotionally. You are not so much a toddler anymore as you are a little girl. When I ask you why you have to get so big so fast, you always tell me it is so you can reach things that are high up. But if there is one thing I have taught you well, it is that no matter how big you get, you will always be my baby, and I love it when you tell me so.
I look forward to watching you continue to grow and experience and learn about the world around you this next year. I wish you the happiest of birthdays. Thank you for always being so strong, and being the one who made it. I love you munchkin.
Love,
Mom
Four years ago today, you entered mine and daddy's lives and changed them for the better in ways we could not imagine. It is sad how quickly these years have gone, and how quickly they will keep going, but I think God for every day you are in my life.
This past year you have experienced and seen more than most kids your age. You got to go to Cancun, Mexico and swim with dolphins, hang out in the pool, and experience a different culture while also practicing your Spanish.
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| You with Andromeda |
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| A sombrero bigger than you |
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| You with Uncle Bird at the zoo |
And as if that weren't enough vacations for a 3-year-old in one year, you got to become an intercontinental traveler and spend Christmas and New Years in the UK!
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| You in Trafalgar Square |
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| You loved chasing pigeons |
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| You loved going to castles |
In addition to all of your traveling, you grew and learned a lot. You are an intelligent girl, and there are many verbs that can be used to describe you, such as friendly, precocious, resilient, determined, loving, tender, and well-behaved. You love to share, and do so every chance you get. You are especially generous with your stickers.
The things you love the most besides mom and dad are the dogs, especially Sadie, whom you claim as your own; and your princess blankets because you like to "snuffle" the tags.
Today you are going to have a Rapunzel and Star Wars the Clone Wars birthday party. Over 25 kids were invited, both boys and girls, so we will see how many show up. No matter how many kids come, I know you will have an awesome time because you love the place we are having your party.
In a few months, you will become a big sister. People often ask me if you are excited about the baby, and you always tell me yes. You tell me about all of the things you will teach your little sister, and all of the things you will show her. You love to see her on sonograms, but you especially love to hear her heartbeat. I know without a doubt that you are going to be an awesome big sister, one who is enviable and a wonderful example. This is one thing I have always wanted for you, and I am so glad that this year you will know the joy only a sibling can bring.
This past year it has been wonderful and amazing to see how much you have grown mentally and emotionally. You are not so much a toddler anymore as you are a little girl. When I ask you why you have to get so big so fast, you always tell me it is so you can reach things that are high up. But if there is one thing I have taught you well, it is that no matter how big you get, you will always be my baby, and I love it when you tell me so.
I look forward to watching you continue to grow and experience and learn about the world around you this next year. I wish you the happiest of birthdays. Thank you for always being so strong, and being the one who made it. I love you munchkin.
Love,
Mom
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
24 Weeks and Counting
I think a pregnancy update is long overdue, so let's get the stats on this baby already!
This week marks my 24th with this pregnancy. There are definitely a lot of similarities between this pregnancy and my first, but now I am starting to notice the differences. Here are the things that are different between the two:
Since this is most likely our last baby, and she's a girl, I want to go all out girly. With Little Bean we took the safe gender neutral route, and I always hated it. So this time I get to buy everything purple and frilly.
I picked this as our nursery theme:
I ordered the blanket for this theme so I could pick paint colors, and it came this weekend too. Again, LOVE it!
Getting all of these other baby things got me in the mood to sort through the clothes my sister sent back last year and get them sorted by age. Then I dug out the baby carrier so I could install the new cover.
Since I'm not gaining as much weight with this pregnancy, my pants from my first pregnancy look like clown pants, so Hubs went with me to get a new pair of jeans. While we were at the store, Hubs picked out a bunch of new outfits and a couple of dresses for Little Bean (awwwww!). We even got a couple outfits for the baby. Then Hubs, being the sweetheart that he is, bought everything!
I think the best thing we got for the baby this week was a middle name. Hubs and I have had such a hard time coming up with a name we both agree on, so this was a major feat. I kind of annoyed him into looking with me, and within an hour of his joining the hunt, we finally decided on a middle name.
One thing I wish I was doing as well on with this pregnancy as I did with the first is not drinking any caffeinated soda. I don't drink it often, but I never drank it with my first pregnancy. I suppose if that is the worst thing I do, I'm doing pretty good. At least I'm not getting 2-3 chocolate shakes a week from Chicf,il.a this time! (No wonder I'm not gaining as much weight!)
The baby is still sitting in a transverse position with her back along the top. Little Bean and Hubs got to feel the baby move for the first time the weekend before last. Little Bean loved it at first, but now she seems to be over it. She says she would rather hear the heartbeat, although she rarely passes up a chance to feel the baby move.
I think that's pretty much it. My next OB appointment is next week. Not only will I get my monthly sono, but I'll also get to take the 1-hour glucose test! I don't know about you, but I'm really only excited for the first part of that sentence. Hopefully we get some good pictures, and not the creepy looking ones that look like an alien face.
Until then, that's all I have!
- I had very little back pain with my first pregnancy. This time, back pain is the norm, not the exception. Some nights I beg for bedtime to get here because I ache around my entire trunk. My belly hurts because it is stretching, so I lean forward to ease the discomfort, which makes my back ache, so I lean back to ease that discomfort, which makes my belly stretch and hurt more. Its a nasty, hurty cycle.
- I couldn't wear my wedding ring past 20 weeks the first time, but at 24 weeks, I'm not only still wearing it, but its not even tight.
- I have only gained just over 14 lbs so far. If I keep this up, I will gain less than 30! I gained 38 with Little Bean.
- I swear I am more tired this time and sleep a lot more.
- This baby likes to sit on/kick and punch my bladder. Little Bean never did any of that.
- I ate a lot of cookies the first time (as in I would cook and eat a dozen in one night on a regular basis), and this time it is rice crispy treats (as in I make a pan and eat 1/3 of it in a night). Although I think between the two, rice crispy treats is the lesser of two evils.
- The itchy, stretchy belly is starting.
- I'm going through Tu.ms like I own the factory. Can anyone say "heartburn"? I would, but just saying the word gives me reflux.
- I've already gotten to the point where I have to make donations to the porcelain god in the middle of the night because of the reflux. I can no longer eat past 6:00 at night and keep my food down after bedtime.
- I'm carrying this baby high.
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I picked this as our nursery theme:
Getting all of these other baby things got me in the mood to sort through the clothes my sister sent back last year and get them sorted by age. Then I dug out the baby carrier so I could install the new cover.
Since I'm not gaining as much weight with this pregnancy, my pants from my first pregnancy look like clown pants, so Hubs went with me to get a new pair of jeans. While we were at the store, Hubs picked out a bunch of new outfits and a couple of dresses for Little Bean (awwwww!). We even got a couple outfits for the baby. Then Hubs, being the sweetheart that he is, bought everything!
I think the best thing we got for the baby this week was a middle name. Hubs and I have had such a hard time coming up with a name we both agree on, so this was a major feat. I kind of annoyed him into looking with me, and within an hour of his joining the hunt, we finally decided on a middle name.
One thing I wish I was doing as well on with this pregnancy as I did with the first is not drinking any caffeinated soda. I don't drink it often, but I never drank it with my first pregnancy. I suppose if that is the worst thing I do, I'm doing pretty good. At least I'm not getting 2-3 chocolate shakes a week from Chicf,il.a this time! (No wonder I'm not gaining as much weight!)
The baby is still sitting in a transverse position with her back along the top. Little Bean and Hubs got to feel the baby move for the first time the weekend before last. Little Bean loved it at first, but now she seems to be over it. She says she would rather hear the heartbeat, although she rarely passes up a chance to feel the baby move.
I think that's pretty much it. My next OB appointment is next week. Not only will I get my monthly sono, but I'll also get to take the 1-hour glucose test! I don't know about you, but I'm really only excited for the first part of that sentence. Hopefully we get some good pictures, and not the creepy looking ones that look like an alien face.
Until then, that's all I have!
Thursday, January 24, 2013
The Ugly Truth
My life was in a really awesome extended honeymoon phase when I got pregnant with Little Bean over 4 years ago. I had just started a new job, moved to a new state, moved into a new house, got a new dog, and after 2 years of TTC, we finally got pregnant, all within a 4-month period. It was all so wonderful and perfect and more than I ever could have asked for. So of course when I got pregnant this time, I expected to be as blissfully happy. Why wouldn't I be?
The ugly truth is that outside of this pregnancy I am just plain cranky. It took me a while to figure out why unicorns aren't farting rainbows this time around, but when I really thought about it, I realized my life is in a set pattern now. There is nothing new and exciting going on.We have nothing to look forward to vacation-wise. Life has just become... life. The only thing I have to be excited about is the baby growing in my belly.
I thought when we finally got home from London a couple of weeks ago that I would be so happy to keep my feet firmly planted on the ground for the next few months because I was sick and tired of flying. But you know what? I find I am actually kind of depressed that as of right now, there is no vacation planned. No Mexico to look forward to this spring because that vacation usually falls when I will be on travel restriction and when the baby will be born.
Not only do we have no vacation planned after going on three last year, we have nothing planned. At all. It got to the point where I had to ask my husband if we could plan something, anything. Even it if is only to go to the farmer's market this weekend, or the renaissance festival this spring (which is when I will be hugely pregnant and close to Sweet Pea's birthdate, so it won't be comfortable walking around for hours on end).
Of course I am over the moon excited and happy to finally be pregnant again. One would think that would be enough to get those unicorns going, but its not. I'm happy if I think about the baby. If I'm not thinking about the baby, I'm cranky. So cranky.
When I was pregnant with Little Bean, I got weekly prenatal massages from the beginning of the second trimester, right up until she was born. I loved it. I couldn't imagine being pregnant without that luxury again, so I made sure it would happen again. Now here's the (not so) funny part, the massages are making me cranky. I can't find a therapist I like this time. I've been to about eight or so now. Trying to book an appointment is such a pain because I can never get the days or times I want. The massages I do get are so lacking I don't want to leave a tip (I still leave one though). I really wish I could just be done getting them, but I have to keep going or lose a ton of money.
Everything seems to just get under my skin too easily. I go back and forth between being cranky and apathetic. Honestly, I prefer the latter. I wish I could spend more time in the apathy department.
When I was pregnant with Little Bean, I would smile at everyone and was very social. I was always happy. This time, I would rather people just leave me alone. I find being social quite bothersome and I worry about how this is affecting the baby. Little Bean was exposed to all happiness all the time. Sweet Pea is exposed to a lot of cranky.
I am hoping this will be relieved in part by starting to prepare for Sweet Pea's arrival. I have ordered a few things for her online that should start showing up this week. One of those items is a blanket for the nursery theme I have chosen. I am going to use it to pick paint colors. I am also going to go up in the attic this weekend and start sorting through baby stuff so that Hubs can bring it down and I can start getting it all washed up to figure out what we will need to buy new for this baby. Last week I started our baby registry because there are always things you wish you had done our bought differently with your first pregnancy, so I put those items on my registry.
I am hoping all I need is something tangible to look forward to. Of course, I think pregnancy hormones play a role in this too, but all I am looking for is a little less cranky.
The ugly truth is that outside of this pregnancy I am just plain cranky. It took me a while to figure out why unicorns aren't farting rainbows this time around, but when I really thought about it, I realized my life is in a set pattern now. There is nothing new and exciting going on.We have nothing to look forward to vacation-wise. Life has just become... life. The only thing I have to be excited about is the baby growing in my belly.
I thought when we finally got home from London a couple of weeks ago that I would be so happy to keep my feet firmly planted on the ground for the next few months because I was sick and tired of flying. But you know what? I find I am actually kind of depressed that as of right now, there is no vacation planned. No Mexico to look forward to this spring because that vacation usually falls when I will be on travel restriction and when the baby will be born.
Not only do we have no vacation planned after going on three last year, we have nothing planned. At all. It got to the point where I had to ask my husband if we could plan something, anything. Even it if is only to go to the farmer's market this weekend, or the renaissance festival this spring (which is when I will be hugely pregnant and close to Sweet Pea's birthdate, so it won't be comfortable walking around for hours on end).
Of course I am over the moon excited and happy to finally be pregnant again. One would think that would be enough to get those unicorns going, but its not. I'm happy if I think about the baby. If I'm not thinking about the baby, I'm cranky. So cranky.
When I was pregnant with Little Bean, I got weekly prenatal massages from the beginning of the second trimester, right up until she was born. I loved it. I couldn't imagine being pregnant without that luxury again, so I made sure it would happen again. Now here's the (not so) funny part, the massages are making me cranky. I can't find a therapist I like this time. I've been to about eight or so now. Trying to book an appointment is such a pain because I can never get the days or times I want. The massages I do get are so lacking I don't want to leave a tip (I still leave one though). I really wish I could just be done getting them, but I have to keep going or lose a ton of money.
Everything seems to just get under my skin too easily. I go back and forth between being cranky and apathetic. Honestly, I prefer the latter. I wish I could spend more time in the apathy department.
When I was pregnant with Little Bean, I would smile at everyone and was very social. I was always happy. This time, I would rather people just leave me alone. I find being social quite bothersome and I worry about how this is affecting the baby. Little Bean was exposed to all happiness all the time. Sweet Pea is exposed to a lot of cranky.
I am hoping this will be relieved in part by starting to prepare for Sweet Pea's arrival. I have ordered a few things for her online that should start showing up this week. One of those items is a blanket for the nursery theme I have chosen. I am going to use it to pick paint colors. I am also going to go up in the attic this weekend and start sorting through baby stuff so that Hubs can bring it down and I can start getting it all washed up to figure out what we will need to buy new for this baby. Last week I started our baby registry because there are always things you wish you had done our bought differently with your first pregnancy, so I put those items on my registry.
I am hoping all I need is something tangible to look forward to. Of course, I think pregnancy hormones play a role in this too, but all I am looking for is a little less cranky.
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