How far along? 28 weeks
Total weight gain: Up 2 pounds total as of my last appointment.
Maternity clothes? Yes.
Sleep: I’m sick. And I have to pee a lot. And my kid crawls into bed with us at some point. So I wake up about 15 times a night. We’ve had family visiting and now that they’re gone, I plan on napping a lot and going to bed early.
Food cravings: Meh. Nothing jumps out at me.
Best moment this week: Passing my 1 hour glucose test by 1 whole point. Woo!
Movement: Yes. Not quite as active as usual, but he goes through quiet times every now and then.
Gender: Boy.
Labor Signs: None.
Belly Button in or out? Flattish and poking out.
What I miss: Just the physical stuff. Like being able to get off the couch or bed without help. Putting on my shoes without planning and grunting. The usual.
What I am looking forward to: Our 3D ultrasound.
Weekly Wisdom: Don’t get sick. It sucks and sucks more since there is very little you can take that actually works.
Milestones: Third Trimester! And 28 weeks sounds like a big deal. I think my next big deal week is 30. No reason. Just what my head tells me.
I would normally add a bunch of stuff about how 2009 was so great and reflect on how my life has improved and how 2010 will be so much better, but really? No. Can’t. Just can’t. I feel like ever-loving crap and have for a week or so. My entire face is leaking all over the place and my head feels like someone stuffed cotton in it. I’m constantly coughing this scratchy, painful, make you throw up hacking cough. And I’m pregnant, so not a damn thing I can do about it. I’ve had family here for a couple days and I’ve had to fake every second, including Chuck E Cheese for my nephew’s 1st birthday today. So just not gonna happen this year. I’ll try to eventually get around to a year in review type post with some resolutions tossed in for good measure, but it’s going to be late.
And we’re all just going to have to be ok with that.
2009
I know Santa isn’t looking that great, but he was kinda awesome. He spent time with every child and made sure to ask what they wanted for Christmas and chatted with them. I thought that was kinda cool when they usually have them on and off in 30 seconds. Smushy was having none of that. She was very excited before we got there, but in the moment, she just got so shy. Maybe next year.
2008
2007
How far along? 27 weeks
Total weight gain: Up 2 pounds total as of today. I miss being able to say I’m down.
Maternity clothes? Yes.
Sleep: The paragraphs I could write about sleep! I want more. All the time. But I’m still mostly able to function on the little I get? So, yeah. More sleep.
Food cravings: Meh. Nothing jumps out at me.
Best moment this week: Is it bad that I think I may be too tired to remember?
Movement: Yes. All night last night and a nice bladder check first thing this morning.
Gender: Boy.
Labor Signs: None.
Belly Button in or out? Flattish and poking out.
What I miss: Being able to get up without twisting and grunting. I still miss that. Oh! And walking without the waddle.
What I am looking forward to: Our 3D ultrasound that I have scheduled, but need to reschedule. Also, Christmas dinner.
Weekly Wisdom: Drink lots of water. Otherwise how will you pee 10 times in the middle of the night?
Milestones: Third Trimester! In the home stretch now!
- Finish decorating the inside of the house
- Finish decorating the outside of the house (Because I decided I just don’t care and I’m leaving it at a few candy cane lights.)
- Take pictures for Christmas cards
- Make and print Christmas cards
- Finish addressing envelopes for Christmas cards
- Go to a farm and watch Mr. Silly cut down a Christmas tree
- Decorate Christmas tree
- Make sure I have the appropriate amount of gifts for Mr. Silly and Smushy including stocking stuffers
- Wrap said appropriate amount of presents
- Box up excess gifts (and there will be excess gifts) to be used as birthday gifts
- Wrap, box and mail gifts to mom, dad, sisters, and nephew-all one box thank goodness (It ended up being 2 boxes, but whatever.)
- Finish cleaning up after Thanksgiving (which isn’t really old mess, it’s just a continuation of the mess) so the house is pretty for the destruction of Christmas
- Figure out the Christmas dinner menu and corresponding shopping list
- Buy a ham
- Make a photo book for Smushy’s friend using pics of the 2 of them. Also, take more pics of the 2 of them
- Santa pictures (Will be getting more since the ones we got suck.)
Crossing things off to-do lists makes me feel like a rockstar. I highly recommend it. In fact, add things you’ve already done so you can cross off extra stuff. It makes you feel productive.
How far along? 26 weeks
Total weight gain: Down 1.5lbs as of my last appointment.
Maternity clothes? Yes.
Sleep: I could definitely use more of that.
Food cravings: Chocolate every now and then. I’m hoping I can keep that under control though.
Best moment this week: Surviving Wednesday and knowing I do not have to drive for 2 whole weeks. With my luck, it won’t start snowing until I have to drive again.
Movement: Yes, so much.
Gender: Boy.
Labor Signs: None.
Belly Button in or out? More flattish now and if he’s in a certain spot, it pokes out.
What I miss: Being able to get up without twisting and grunting.
What I am looking forward to: Our 3D ultrasound that I have scheduled, but need to reschedule. Also, Christmas dinner.
Weekly Wisdom: Just when you think you’ve reached your limit of Crap To Deal With, you find a mouse in your house.
Milestones: Viability. But he’d better keep baking.
Also, mouse in the house. A mouse. I screamed like a girl. Scamper killed it, and I have since covered it with 2 hand towels and swept it to the backdoor (out of the way) where it will stay until Mr. Silly calls at lunchtime and I beg him to please OMG pleeeeease come home and get rid of the mouse. And even that was a chore since I still have this persistent morning sickness and I kinda want to throw up.
I would just call Mr. Silly at work, but I had to call the day I got stuck in the snow and I had to call yesterday since I realized way too ate that he took the car back to work with him with ALL the groceries in the back. At least it’s cold, so everything lived. I am, apparently, becoming “That Wife”. The one who calls over every little thing. But I swear I’m not trying to. Not my fault the weather is against me and I’m pregnant and forgetful and mice just up and decide to invade and I’m too chicken to just deal with it myself. I may have also scarred Smushy for life with my screaming and carrying on. I know that is the exact WRONG way to react, but OMG MOOOOOUUUUUSSSSSE.
And I locked Scamper in the playroom downstairs for her trouble. But really it’s so she doesn’t uncover the mouse. Don’t worry, she is where the food, water, and litter box are.
Plus, Smushy had a fever last night and still (again?) this morning. She’s being a little more clingy and chill than usual, but still eating and drinking fine and no other symptoms. Which has nothing at all to do with the mouse and everything to do with me having a bad week. At least she’s not missing school because of it.
I need a vacation.
My mother, who has had 4 children, told me that I was her most active baby in utero. I was also her most difficult baby/toddler/everything. Really, I don’t even know how she had more children with me as her example. There were times I think I was lucky to survive the day.
This boy is way more active than Smushy was. She is already a difficult toddler (easy peasy baby, not so easy toddler). After hearing what my mother said, I have been walking around TERRIFIED of this baby for days now. Ignorance truly is bliss. Going into it the first time, I just didn’t know what to expect. This time, I know how hard it can be. And now I just keep thinking it’s going to be so much harder. Not because of having 2, though that too. But because I’m afraid HE will be so much more difficult as a baby than she was.
We went to Michael’s tonight to pick up a few crafting things for the Smush and a couple other odds and ends. At the check-out, the cashier and I started talking about how toddler can be. You know, annoying and difficult. She asked what I’m having and I told her it was a boy.
She then gave me the best gift ever. She said her boy was much more active than her daughter and he is so much easier. An older lady behind us chimed in saying that same thing. She said she would take 10 of her sons over 1 of her daughters. ”Boys are so much easier.”, they both assured me. I thanked them over and over. I needed to hear that. I need to not be afraid of the changes that are coming.
Even if it doesn’t end up being true.
How far along? 25 weeks
Total weight gain: Down 1.5lbs as of my last appointment.
Maternity clothes? Yes.
Sleep: Not bad. If I don’t have any caffeine, then I absolutely need a nap. But if I manage a cup of coffee, I’m good.
Food cravings: There was a Reeces cup issue the other day. I needed one. I searched the whole house for any kind of chocolate I could dip in peanut butter, but no such luck. I went out and bought some that night and Mmmmmmm. And now I maybe want some more right now.
Best moment this week: Waking up to see the sun shining and everything dry and not slippery.
Movement: All the time. And I’m nervous about it. My mother said I was her most active baby, which held completely true after birth. The hyper thing? Yeah. I also only slept 2 hours at a time for the first however many months of my life. What if this kid is just like me? I am truly terrified.
Gender: Boy.
Labor Signs: None.
Belly Button in or out? In sometimes and sorta flat sometimes.
What I miss: Fall. Or not winter. And yesterday I could have used a bottle or 2 of wine. I dreamt of it last night.
What I am looking forward to: Our 3D ultrasound that I haven’t scheduled yet.
Weekly Wisdom: Sometimes you just need to cry for a while.
Milestones: Viability. But he’d better keep baking.
Today sucks. Short version? Inexperienced driver (me) + snow + very steep driveway = tow truck.
So, hey it’s snowing! And raining! I HATE this crap. I never used to hate snow, but now that I have to drive in it in this very steep, hilly area with my kid in my 2WD minivan I HATE IT!
Let’s start with this morning. I look outside and see a blanket of white over the whole yard. I started worrying about driving in it. Then I’m sitting in the car while Mr. Silly is shoveling and I see a SUV sliding backwards down the road. Then I start tearing up. Panic. Then Mr. Silly is driving down the hill toward the main road and can’t stop. Instead of turning right like a normal person, he turns left since that’s the way he goes to work. Even though there is a huge line of cars on the left and no where for him to go. That pretty much did me in. Hyperventilating, shaking, sobbing, and I almost threw up at least 3 times. I do not tolerate this well. I hate driving and cars and when you add in bad road conditions I turn into a big puddle of panic and fear.
Mr. Silly is freaking out about being late and not being careful, I’m freaking out because WE ARE ALL GOING TO DIE! and Smushy is in the back saying, “Mommy, you okay?” No. Mommy is not ok. We finally get turned around and I bawl and hyperventilate my way to the base. Mr. Silly is trying to be reassuring (only because he wasn’t late), but it doesn’t matter. I have to drive. Me. On the road. With the snow/ice/slippery death. I decided to take the front gate since the back gate has more curves and everything. I don’t usually go this way, but I figured it’d be safer. And it was. I was slow and careful and made sure to take the roads that should have been cleared and avoided the steepest hills and yeah, it took almost twice as long, but we made it to Smushy’s school safe and sound. Going home was fine since I live all of 3 minutes away and by this point the worst of the snow was plowed or melted in the rain.
I decided to park in the yard since the driveway is really really steep and scary. The yard is big enough that I could just pull around to get back to the private drive our house in on (not to be confused with our driveway). I puttered around the house on the phone for a couple of hours and then got ready to go to the store before I had to pick up Mr. Silly for lunch. Turning on the private drive, I got stuck. In my yard. I reversed and went forward and tried rocking it and jumping up and down, but the car would budge. Mud is flying everywhere. I calmly go back inside and proceed to cry my eyes out for a good 15 minutes.
Why me? Why my first driving in the snow day?
I called Mr. Silly at work and left a message for him to call me back. Then I called our insurance company (roadside assistance, baby!) and asked for a tow truck. Mr. Silly called me back and I bawled a little more to him. The tow truck driver was there in 10 minutes and had me out in 5. He was so nice and understanding. Even though I’m sure he thought I was a crazy woman for crying over a stuck car. I picked up Mr. Silly and Smushy and nothing bad happened the whole rest of the time. Going to ask the neighbors across the drive if I can park there a couple times a week since I am still not going down the driveway.
Today is now officially and decompress and veg-out day. We will stay in pj’s, drink hot chocolate, and watch Christmas movies. I will eat my entirely huge bowl of mac and cheese and not worry about anything else. Today I don’t care if Smushy makes a big mess or watches too much TV. I don’t care if the dishes pile a foot high and if the floor is covered in dirt and toys. The laundry can sit happily in the hamper for today. I am done.
And I pray this is a short winter. Seasons are overrated.
And another excuse. I don’t even know this time. I just forgot. Seriously, I suck at this game.
How far along? 24 weeks
Total weight gain: Down 1.5lbs as of my last appointment.
Maternity clothes? Yes.
Sleep: It is just after 7am and Smushy is still sleeping. So I technically could be sleeping, but I can’t. She has me trained to be up by this time. Lame.
Food cravings: Nothing this week. I did have a chocolate shake the other day. Haven’t had one in a long time.
Best moment this week: Making it to yesterday.
Movement: We had a couple of quiet days this week and I had to pull out my doppler for reassurance. I knew he’d be ok, since I was actually still feeling movement. It just wasn’t his usual big movements. Of course the day after I doppler-ed him, he was up and all over the place again. Ahh, just like his sister.
Gender: A boy.
Labor Signs: Nothing. In fact, the Braxton Hicks have eased up too.
Belly Button in or out? In. Barely. And I can push it out. Smushy thinks it’s cool.
What I miss: Lately everything I miss involves physical activity. I’m usually ok during the day, but at night I can barely move. I need help off the couch and every step is painful. I remember getting this with Smushy and it was temporary. I hope it is this time too since I still need to be able to function.
What I am looking forward to: Our 3D ultrasound that I haven’t scheduled yet.
Weekly Wisdom: Prioritize. No joke.
Milestones: Viability. But he’d better keep baking.
Aluminum foil all over the kitchen
Spilled orange juice all over the floor*
Spilled orange juice all over the nightstand
Poured orange juice into a wooden box
Clean-up wipes all over the kitchen
2 poopy diapers**
General toy/clutter mess
Pulled down the Christmas tree
All before noon. (10am if I’m being honest.)
*Not her fault
**Not “destruction”, but it doesn’t add any goodness to the day