Wednesday, April 30, 2008
On top of the size issue, it appears like the baby is running out of room again. It's been moving around a LOT the last couple days, sticking out body parts here and there. Still tough to identify much, but there are times that it seems like the baby is using its butt or shoulder to push its way out of there! It's entertaining, but at times it can be pretty distracting. I've probably felt about three cases of hiccups (I think), which is really funny. It feels a little like a heartbeat, just evenly spaced pulses in my belly. They'll go on for a few minutes. They seem a lot less violent than some adult cases of hiccups, but that's all I can imagine they'd be. It's definitely odd to have this little human inside, but it was very interesting to see a little baby (a week old, only 6 lbs.--the newborn daughter of my parents' friends' daughter, who lives down the street from my parents) over the weekend, and think about how her movements relate to our baby's movements. Still tough to picture, but it was cool.
Hard to believe, only nine more weeks and we'll see it all for ourselves...
Monday, April 28, 2008
The greenery spread around the table is little pots of Baby Tears wrapped in pink and blue "diapers". And those roses in the center were gorgeous...I'm still enjoying three of them at home now.
Since there weren't a ton of people, the gift pile may not look that impressive in the picture below, but believe me, there was a lot there. And the best news? It all fit in my (rental) car so one complete load of gifts is officially at our house. The best news out of the gifts is that we got the pack 'n' play, so if I were to have the baby tomorrow (God forbid), at least it would have somewhere to sleep. Thanks again to everyone for their gifts...and my goal is to at least start these thank you notes before the list gets extra long this weekend after shower #2.
Other than the pack 'n' play's functionality, I was most excited to get the crib set, our beloved Snoopy and Family set that my mom had to track down online because it was discontinued. It is so stinkin' cute, and at least it brings me into the mindset of decorating a nursery. I still can't do much without furniture, but hopefully we'll make some progress on that sometime soon. At least I have a color reference now. And it makes me smile just looking at it, so that's nice to have around the house, too.
Unfortunately I don't have any good pictures of me in my really cool dress that I wore for the occasion, but considering I have two months left and will probably abuse that dress during that time, I'm sure it'll pop up here eventually. All in all it was a really nice afternoon and I just want to thank everyone again for everything.
Now I just need to psyche myself up for this weekend's rather large shower with Craig's side of the family. The Knighthawks lost on Saturday, which was rather sad, but I will look on the bright side and enjoy the fact that I will see Craig for the majority of 3 of the next 4 weekends, including having him around for this shower. Based on the gifts we got this past weekend, we're definitely going to have to pick and choose what comes home with us this time. But the more we get, the more I think we'll really get mentally prepared for this baby. It may be overwhelming, but it's all part of the process...
Friday, April 25, 2008
The biggest difference between a bridal shower and a baby shower seems to be want vs. need. When you register for your bridal shower, it's like Christmas on steroids. You register for all of the stuff you want, even if you already have backups at home or have no real need or use for it, just because it's new and cool. That's not to say that you don't need some stuff when you get married. You're combining households with someone (in some cases, anyway...if you haven't already) and might have to get some stuff to make that merge work better. And in the midst of wedding planning, getting gifts is so much better than buying them yourself. However, for a baby shower, you're desperately hoping you get most of the stuff you registered for because the baby's going to need it. In most cases you don't own any of this stuff already, and babies take a lot of equipment--equipment you might not have the time, energy, brainpower or money to get when the time comes. So, while you still have your wits about you, you go out and register for all of the things you think you'll need, based on what you've read, other people's advice, and in some cases, what you find interesting. But at the end of the day you hope you get all of the necessary stuff, if only for your baby's sake. It's a big switch from hoping you get that cool vase or picture frame, that's for sure. We'll be thankful for whatever we get, obviously, but I'm just hoping we're not overflowing with too many of the same things and not enough of the rest of the stuff we need...hence why, when used correctly, registries are beautiful things.
I really think the only extra frivolous thing on our registry is the wipes warmer. There are other unnecessary but useful things (like the bag hooks and cup holder for the stroller, or storage baskets for the nursery), but the wipes warmer is the only real luxury, I think. Someone told us they're nice to have because babies scream when the wipes are cold. We put it on there because it sounds like a good idea and there might be someone who swears by them and is dying to buy us one...but honestly, if we don't get it, I won't be too crushed. But there are plenty of necessities that I'd rather not have to buy ourselves later on, so hopefully the showers will take care of those and we won't have to worry about them. I don't think I looked at our wedding registry more than once after our wedding, but this one will serve as a checklist...one that we'll have to revisit post-shower, armed with gift cards, ready to buy whatever else we really need for when the baby arrives. Wow, do we ever have a LOT to do between now and then!
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Anyway, Craig hadn't been to any of my routine visits. He wasn't missing much, other than hearing the baby's heartbeat for those 30 seconds each visit. This time, he got more than he bargained for. In addition to hearing the heart, the doctor had him feel the top of my uterus (through the skin, of course) and press down firmly but carefully on my lower belly and feel the baby's head. He was a little freaked out by it all, but it was definitely an interesting experience for him. We were told that the head was in my lower left abdomen, which made me guess that the two bumps that I feel protruding from my belly a good chunk of the time are the butt and shoulders, instead of the butt and head. Still just a guess, of course, though you'd think I could figure out what's kicking me where, for all the moving the baby does. Oh, and yes...yet another doctor told me how active the baby is. As if I didn't know it already...but again...should I be worried that this baby is going to have endless amounts of energy? Yikes!
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
I guess I should just get used to this feeling, since this is just one change of many that will happen over the next few months. Ever since I got married I've been a little extra conscious of changes that happen around major life events. For example, like most women, I got my hair cut almost immediately following my wedding. I grew it out beforehand to make sure it could do whatever it needed to to work with the veil and all that, and by the time we got back from our warm-weather honeymoon, I was desperate to cut it. It hasn't been any longer than my shoulders in the five years since. As a result, I can look back at pictures from around that time and know whether it was before or after the wedding. The downside is that it creates a bit of a mental barrier. When I see myself with long hair, it immediately triggers this "old me" (or really, "young me") response...that I look so much younger before this life-changing event. I'd probably judge a picture of me from just after the haircut as looking much more like I do now, even if my face looks identical to a "before" picture.
Now that we're coming up to another life-changing event, the ramifications of the "before" and "after" stuff keeps running through my head. I'd like to go for a shorter haircut heading into the summer, but then I think, "Am I going to look at that years from now and be like, 'Yup, there's the beginning of the 'Mom hairdo'?" Even with this whole car thing...Is my Neon going to turn into a symbol of my "carefree" life before parenthood? As it is my body probably won't be the same after...but hopefully the changes won't be so obvious in your average photo (though no matter how good I look in clothes, I'm sure I will know the difference), so pictures won't taunt me for years to come!
I know this before and after stuff seems a little silly, but it amazes me how those before-and-after wedding photos can make me feel so much older...and considering how old having a baby is probably going to make me feel anyway, I don't need any additional mental assistance with that :) Oh, well...again, it'll all be worth it anyway, right?
Monday, April 21, 2008
My car had some damage to the front end--a bent hood, scratched up bumper, broken grill, leaking antifreeze--but luckily that was the worst of it (that we know of so far). The car I hit only had scratches and a crack on the bumper. So, that could have been worse (even if the actual accident probably wasn't as bad as my car looked). The woman I hit was incredibly friendly. She was extra worried when she saw I was pregnant, and was just really understanding about the whole thing. She works in the insurance industry, so she gets that this stuff happens all the time. All of us were fine, including the baby. My seatbelt was placed well and the jolt wasn't really that bad, so I really felt no ill-effects. The baby moved as usual all day, and since I didn't have any symptoms of problems, the doctor said I could forego the usual four hours of monitoring (!) that they'd usually do after something like this. I have an appointment on Wednesday anyway, so I guess they can double check things then. Even something as simple as the weather being beautiful while we were getting things sorted out was a blessing...it IS April in Rochester, after all. It could have been miserable, but instead it was 70 and sunny.
All of this made me think about how much worse it could have been, from something serious happening to me or the baby, to it happening after the baby was born and having the baby in the car, or there being a baby in the other car (the woman said she had a baby not too long ago), or the people in the other car being hurt. The other car could have been full of nasty people who would have stressed me out. It makes driving again a scary thought, because something like this makes you realize how quickly things can change. Having a baby does indeed change everything, in more ways than you ever realize.
Thank God today was just a minor incident in the grand scheme of things and the baby is still safely inside kicking me like crazy. Definitely counting my blessings...
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Class started with another video, this one about caring for your growing baby. Nothing really fascinating, but there were a bunch of cute babies in the video, which made all of us smile. Of course, then they ruined it by talking about kids and discipline, and showing some bratty toddlers. Can't we just pretend our kids are going to be perfect angels? We ended up talking about how to know and what to do when your baby gets sick, about vaccinations, a little about daycare, switching to solid foods, first aid, and things like that. Probably the most humorous part of the class was looking around when we started talking about taking the baby's temperature rectally. I think a lot of people have not-so-fun memories of that from when we were kids (did they even have ear thermometers back then?), and the thought of it now isn't all that pleasant...so there were a lot of funny faces during that discussion. We also discussed that plastic chemical that's supposedly leaching out of baby bottles. I feel bad that I've registered for bottles that have that chemical (I think there's only one brand that doesn't have it, and the Playtex drop-ins are better (but do I want to keep buying those? Not really.), but I'm not going the glass route), but here's the thing...and not to make light of the issue...but haven't there been millions of babies that have used these same bottles and turned out ok? I don't know.
The class as a whole was a lot more laid back than the other one, and less annoying since I didn't have the frustration of the totally unrealistic fake baby. That was my one comment on the class survey, that they need to get better babies in that class. That really ruined it for me, that I could have taken one of my rock-hard baby dolls from when I was a kid and had the same experience. At least get soft ones, or get a set of parents to loan their baby for a couple hours so we could see things done to a real baby...the instructor's a nurse, so the baby would be in good hands. I'd probably offer ours up six months down the road if I could take the classes for free now, you know? It's all for a good cause :)
I am looking forward to taking the real first class in a few weeks, the Getting Ready for Baby portion. I think that will be helpful for filling in any holes on our registry (after 2 of 3 showers, but that's ok) and making sure we've got what we need. There might be some handy tips and tricks we'll pick up, or at least I hope so.
I hope everyone in the Buffalo-Rochester area has been enjoying the great weather this weekend...and now that I have a pair of shorts, so can I. :)
Friday, April 18, 2008
- I finished the project at work that tortured me all day yesterday.
- I got to eat a lot of good food at a farewell party at work.
- I slacked off a bit this afternoon, for probably one of the first times ever since I've been at this job. We had cake as a "part 2" of the farewell party, and I ended up chatting with some of my co-workers for a while, mostly about pregnancy and kids, which was interesting and fun. I know slacking off is bad, but bonding with co-workers is good, and honestly, I've been on my own at work all week, with no one on my side of the office to talk to...I needed interaction.
- Craig sent me roses to make sure I had a good day today, and my co-workers are in awe that he sent them for something other than an anniversary or an apology. I have a really awesome husband.
- The weather was phenomenal...and it's supposed to be again tomorrow!
- I'm nearly seven months into this pregnancy and all is well.
- Craig's on the road for the weekend, which isn't so fun, but I have a full list of things to keep myself productive...and I like productive weekends. Just tonight I cleaned out most of the stuff from the baby's closet and found temporary homes for my summer clothes.
I will say the the summer clothes thing was a little sobering. I still look pretty good, so I was thinking pretty positively about how my body was reacting to all of this...and hoping it bodes well for the future. Well...I tried on a handful of my summer clothes to see if I could make anything work (and save myself from buying any elements of my summer maternity wardrobe). Well...dumb idea. I knew things wouldn't fit right, but I didn't expect sleeves to be tight. And while I knew my shorts, capris and skirts were a no-go at the waistline, I was surprised by how tight they were in the thighs and hips...which means that those parts have expanded without me noticing. I guess maybe that's why God makes the belly get so big...so you don't notice as much when other things expand as well. I think this was the first time in a while where I really considered the fact that my hips may never go back to where they were, and many of those clothes won't fit me ever again. Weight is one thing, bones are another. Bummer.
I can't let this stuff bug me, though, because I know I look fine. I've done everything I can to keep myself looking good, so I just have to be content with that. Let's just hope my shopping trip tomorrow goes well and I can find some shorts or capris, so I don't swelter the next time the weather gets this warm! Warm weather is a good problem to have in April :)
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Speaking of the hospital, tonight is child care class #2, Baby's First Year. We're interested to see what they teach us, because honestly, isn't the newborn stuff the trickiest? We figure they'll cover solid foods and childproofing and maybe some "next step" type stuff from last week, like making sure their diaper keeps fitting right as they grow or transitioning them into the big bathtub. But beyond that, we're stumped. I am hoping that maybe they'll talk about sickness, like when to call the doctor and things like that. Maybe daycare? Who knows...but again, we're clueless, so any little bit helps. Hopefully a report tomorrow...
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Beware of buffets.
The good news is that you don't have to feel crazy guilty for overeating a bit. You still have to be careful, of course, but I decided tonight while looking around that as long as my butt still fits completely on the seat, I'm ok. The second it doesn't, no more buffets for me. And yes, I was looking at someone specifically when I made came to that conclusion. A whole table of someones, actually.
However...why beware? Well...let's just say that when you're a normal person, the skin around your stomach has some give. But when you're pregnant, most of that give has been taken over by the baby. So...if you eat a lot, prepare for your stomach to be tight. I'm not even particularly stuffed (I definitely could have eaten more...pregnancy is so crazy sometimes), but man, right now my stomach is really sticking out and the skin is super tight. Wow.
Thank goodness it's Chinese food, though, because I'm sure I won't be full for long :)
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
While I'd like to think I'm just being content and doing my best to savor every moment of pregnancy, I know that much of the reason I'm not rushing things is motivated by pure fear. As I've mentioned many times, we're going into this pretty unexperienced. On top of that, I don't think we've ever really been one of those couples that was like, "We're sooo ready to have a baby!" We've had to work up to it a bit. We knew we wanted kids one way or another. We had our fears of inexperience and reservations about Craig's crazy work schedule, but we basically just got to the point where we didn't want to keep waiting to feel more ready. We just sort of hoped that we'd get there by the time the baby was born. I know that sounds a little casual considering it's a big, life-changing decision, but rest assured that we wouldn't have done this if we didn't think we'd actually get to that point. I'm still hoping that when this baby is born I am bestowed with the maternal instinct I haven't had up to this point. So yeah, there's definitely fear as far as the practical stuff goes, as well as all that mind-blowing emotional stuff...like constantly worrying about your child, your life never being your own again, etc. Like the whole labor thing, part of me doesn't even want to go there for fear it will completely freak me out. I'd rather just deal when the time comes than worry myself like crazy. On the practical side, going to our childcare (and eventually childbirth) classes will probably also move this preparation process along, helping us feel a little better prepared to take care of a baby.
So while I feel a little bad that I'm not one of those, "I wish I could meet the baby right this second" people, I'm getting there. Each kick makes me more curious about what's going on in there, and who's doing all that kicking. However, I am perfectly content to enjoy the next couple months of nice weather and savor what's left of Craig's and my life as just the two of us. The baby needs all the time it can get inside me, too. If all of this really is just a lot of fear, hopefully I can channel that energy well in the meantime and get it out of my system (enough, anyway) by the end of June. And then we'll just take it as it comes!
Friday, April 11, 2008
I had a challenging evening tonight, another round of clothes shopping. I was settling into my winter stuff nicely, and now I get to go through this all over again. I did relatively well, but it definitely left me with some issues heading into warmer weather. I am having trouble finding a happy medium between a cute fitted t-shirt and something shapeless that makes me feel like a blimp. See, it gets a little more challenging with shorts, because there's all sorts of proportion issues...namely finding a shirt that doesn't make your shorts disappear. Tight shirts at least make me feel like I still have a shape (even if it's mostly round), but they look weird in the hip region because they're long and clingy. But there's a lot of other shirts out there that are shapeless and make me look so much bigger than I am. My other issue is skirts. I LOVE skirts in the summer. However, I can't figure out what kind of top to wear with skirts that doesn't look weird...again because of the proportion issue but also because skirts tend to flare, and so do most maternity shirts...and that just looks weird. So on those fronts I'm a little stuck. I also still need to find shoes that I can wear with my longer pants (or shorter pants--no luck on that yet). However, I did get a couple dresses, a pair of capris for work, a few shirts, and a couple tank tops (yeah, it hurt to buy all that in one night, but if you find it and it's reasonable, you might as well get it). It was a challenge, though. I'm beat, so I'm going to bed now :)
I will say that parts of the video went a little beyond what you see on TV, though, particularly when it came to breastfeeding. I really could have done without the up-close shot of a nipple dripping with colostrum (the nutritious yellowish fluid that breasts produce for the first feeding, before the real milk comes in)...for some reason that creeped me out. I also wasn't excited to find out that you do your first feeding almost immediately following delivery. I know I've heard of that before, but I didn't necessarily realize that was the norm. I sort of imagined the first feeding would be me, the baby, and a lactation consultant...rather than having the entire delivery room staff there to experience the awkwardness. I know they've seen it all and after all of that labor I might not care who sees what, but still...the thought freaked me out a bit. Just because I want to nurse doesn't mean that the idea of it doesn't get to me now and then. I know it's better for the baby, and I know it's cheaper and a little less prep work in the middle of the night, but it's just...awkward. Let's face it...when breasts' entire function in life up until this point has been of a sexual nature, it's a bit of a switch to have them be part of something so decidedly un-sexy. I'll admit I sometimes wonder if they can ever serve in their previous function the same way again...hence the reason I'm perfectly ok with Craig wanting to stay up by the top half of my body during labor...no sense leaving him with disturbing images of all of my body parts.
I think my biggest issue with the class was the fake baby. Walking into class we were issued a baby. Since we're don't know what we're having, we got a girl...and at least it was white. We felt a little bad for the late arriving white couple that ended up with the black baby, because considering I was having trouble with my imagination to begin with, that probably would have done me in completely. Fortunately these weren't those fancy, technologically engineered babies that cry or pee, but at the same time, they were SO un-lifelike that it really made them useless. It didn't help that our "washcloth" for the bathing portion was a napkin. Between a stiff baby and a stiff napkin, you just couldn't quite get a realistic image. Getting the baby dressed and undressed was probably equal in difficulty to real life, because the stiffness of the doll (seriously, we almost had to rip the arm out to get the shirt off) probably compensated for the squirminess of a real baby. Judging the tightness of the diaper was nearly impossible, and really, isn't the hardest part of diapering the actual cleaning part? Even swaddling and holding the baby was a little annoying with such a hard doll, because my belly with the real baby inside was getting in the way. Long story short, half of the stuff we learned was stuff I knew at age five when playing with my dolls. I really think we'd have been better off just watching the instructor do these things to an actual baby.
I'm still glad we went, even if just for the little tidbits of information we picked up. We took notes, but what are the odds we'll bring them out when the time comes? Next week is Baby's First Year, so we'll see how that one goes...
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Anyway...I did have a doctor's appointment today, and all went well as usual. Tonight is newborn care class, which should be interesting. I will hopefully have some fun goodies to report on that soon. And I will post a picture of me soon, too, I promise!
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Judging by the reactions of people (namely family and co-workers), I have succeeded thusfar in maintaining a cute pregnancy. Whew. Very thankful for that one. The compliments are nice, but I don't quite know how to respond to them. It's like, getting a compliment once in a while in normal life is nice. But on a day like your wedding day, or maybe the prom, days when you look way better than usual, you have to adjust to getting a flood of compliments. I'm not saying every day brings a flood, but even hearing once a day every day that you look good is just...different. I just say thank you a lot and leave it at that.
I've decided that half the battle is dressing yourself well. That's the case in normal life as well, but when you're pregnant, a cute fitted top and pants that fit go a long way. Of course someone in clothes like that is going to look a heck of a lot better than someone in sweats or other shapeless clothes. Heck, I need to go out and get some maternity tank tops so I feel better working out...the oversized t-shirts just make me feel bigger than I am. It's harder to tell it's a pregnancy belly vs. a beer belly when I'm wearing an adult large t-shirt. But in something fitted, there's no question...and that's how I'd rather be seen. If my belly is relatively cute and round right now, I might as well show it.
Speaking of working out...I do credit that with keeping things under control. Being in shape gave me a good starting point when I got pregnant. And now, while my workouts aren't exactly strenuous, they've probably negated most overeating I've done. They've also kept me in an active mindset. Those couple hours at the gym each week are a couple less hours I could be sitting on the couch and eating, and just keeping on my usual schedule of working out 2-3 times per week probably keeps my eating mentality on a parallel level to what it was pre-pregnancy (I eat mostly what I want now, but since I never got in awful habits before, I don't really have them now).
This has all made me wonder how many "cute pregnant" women I've seen over the years were among the naturally skinny, and how many actually made an effort at it. It's tough to tell how much of it is based on genetics, pre-pregnancy body composition, actual effort, and clothing choices. I think each of those has played a part for me, but I'm sure there are some people who come by it completely naturally. I know my body has a propensity to gain weight if I let it, so I don't think I'm totally in the genetics zone. Being in good shape to start out and not sitting down with a half gallon of ice cream have probably helped a lot. I don't know what my body will do in the coming months, but it's nice to know that a little effort has kept things looking good so far. I can't even describe how relieved I am to make it this far without ballooning up...so awkward or not, I'll take the compliments and use them each time as a reminder of how lucky I am to be where I'm at.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Yesterday was a prime example. Craig was having a field day playing this game online. A year or two ago he discovered Lego Star Wars, the video game that recreates the Star Wars movies with Legos. Then he found out that they were coming out with Lego Indiana Jones, to coincide with the release of the next Indy sequel this year. He's been excited about it ever since, and found a game on the Lego website that uses a Lego Indiana Jones as its main character. It's a Super Mario-esque game, and we had a blast when we first discovered it. We got through the first two levels, only to find out that the last two were still "Coming Soon". Months later, the last two levels were finally released, and it was so funny to listen to Craig playing it over the phone yesterday afterhours at work. He got such a kick out of Indy riding his Lego horse, or the bad guys throwing Germans out of the back of their Jeep to throw Indy off track. It was really cute. While watching him play the game later, it struck me just how much fun he's going to have as a father, reliving a lot of his childhood experiences through our kids. Obviously boys will be more conducive to that, but he'd adjust to a girl somehow as well...even if it's just playing with her stuffed animals and giving them voices. Heck, he entertains me with that stuff right now. Anyone who's been around our house knows about our stuffed moose collection, and Craig can make me laugh just by pulling one down from the top of the couch and bringing it to life. I do worry a bit that he's going to be the "cool" parent, that he'll be the one the kids want reading them their bedtime stories because he can do funny voices, but I suppose that as long as I get to watch, that's ok too. Thankfully, we've both got our kid side, and I'm thinking we'll definitely need it in the years to come!
Monday, April 7, 2008
I did get to see quite a few family members while I was in town, so that was nice. Judging by their reactions, I've gotten quite a bit bigger just in the two weeks since Easter. I probably could have guessed that, because I've really been noticing how much my belly projects now, but sometimes it all starts to run together. And like I've said many times, it all depends on what I wear from day to day. In any event, I'm big enough now that random people were coming up to me and my parents after church congratulating us...so yeah, it's that obvious. The good news is that everyone (family and friends) are complimenting me on how good I look. I guess it's a relief that my body hasn't totally spazzed out yet, though like I said a couple times yesterday, we'll see what happens when I actually have to push this baby out of my body...no guarantees until I've actually done that!
Working out is getting harder seemingly every week, but I'm going to keep trying. Of course, our first round of baby education starts this week, and it's right after my usual weekly class, so I'm not sure I'll be able to pull class off for the next couple weeks...which could be bad news for trying to go back to class beyond that. We have a bit of a convoluted class schedule, but by the end we'll have 6 hours of infant care classes and 8 hours of childbirth classes (including the hospital tour and all that). Once a week, two hours in the evening each time. We have one week where the classes overlap, but I don't think it will be too bad. We're really starting from scratch, so those classes should be really helpful. Hopefully it will give me something interesting to blog about for a change :)
One last funny story for today...Last week I was waiting to get on the elevator here at work, and another girl walked up to wait. She looked pregnant, and finally a guy came up to wait as well, and said something like, "Both of you, eh?" We smiled and then he said something about it being in the air or water...and she confirmed it with there being three pregnant women on her floor and me mentioning the four on mine (plus one wife of a co-worker). We chatted a bit about due dates and finding out the sex before the elevator got to my floor, but it just confirmed yet again that there are a TON of pregnant women out there right now. I don't think it's just the age, either, because I'm hearing about it all over the place, from all ages of people...people going to parties and being outnumbed by pregnant women, things like that. Who knows if it's the time of year or what...but it's pretty crazy. And I'm sure that as the layers come off with the arrival of spring, I'll be seeing more and more pregnant women out there in the world...
Thursday, April 3, 2008
I've been noticing in the past few days little signs of why pregnant women are so ready to just have the baby by the time the 9th month rolls around. I know that my little issues are nothing compared to how I'll be feeling by then, but I just keep getting glimpses of it. Like when I try to get off the couch and it takes a couple tries. Or when I'm trying to put socks on and have to use an alternate method than the one I've used for the previous 20-some years. Or when I try to lay on my side to sleep or relax (the only option when pregnant) and STILL can't get comfortable because of where the baby is hanging out. Not to mention all of this movement. It's not waking me up yet, thank goodness, but I'm sure that's just around the corner. The frequent bathroom breaks aren't too fun either. Yesterday I went before I left work, and spent about 45 minutes driving and doing a couple errands before I had to pee so badly that I was practically rushing out of my last stop so I could just get home. And there are times where 10 min. after I go, I feel like I could again...but mentally I know I can probably wait. It's better when I'm sitting...walking seems to trigger it. But I'm slowly starting to see why full-term women are so uncomfortable and so ready to just get the baby out...can't wait until that's me in the middle of what is sure to be the hottest June on record! ;-)
But really, I know I've had it easy thus far, so I suppose I'm due for some discomfort. Beats the heck out of three months of puking.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
The belly is getting bigger every day, it seems. One of these days I'll have to post a picture again. It's really looking like a pregnant belly now, pretty round and sticking directly out from my otherwise normal-sized body. I've definitely got the basketball thing going on. Not complaining. I'm very appreciative of the fact that my face, hips and everything else have stayed relatively the same size as they were before. As I've mentioned, it's a little tough to tell since I can't wear any of my old clothes to compare, but I did wear a skirt yesterday that was maybe a tiny bit more snug in the thighs than it used to be, but that could just be because I had to wear it slightly differently than in the past. But that it fit at all is all that matters, right?
The baby's been keeping the painful positioning to a minimum in the last few days...not too much jamming into my ribs or staying in a particular area for too long...but there are still moments where I can tell it's put all of its weight into one area or another, and that can still get a little uncomfortable, depending on where the pressure is focused. I noticed a little assymmetry of my belly a few times over the weekend as the baby moved around...still nothing noticeable unless you're really looking, though. People are probably thinking I'm nuts, though, because I rub my belly a LOT. Sometimes it's just something to do with my hands, to check on the baby's position or something, but a lot of the time it's when I feel a body part (still unidentifiable) push out and I want to see if I can figure out what it is. I've also been doing it to cover up obvious movement, so people don't get too creeped out if they happen to see it. I suppose I also do it because it's just that freakin' crazy how big my belly is, and I almost have to feel it to believe it's there!
That's about it for today, unfortunately. The baby is jamming me in the side so it's pushing my arm out of its normal typing position, so that must be my sign to quit for today! Catch ya later!