Our little cabbage is about 16 inches long and almost 3 lbs. He (it is so nice to not have to type it or he/she) is very active these days, which I enjoy. He has also starting getting, or I've just started being able to feel it, the hiccups. Hiccups in utero feel like a tiny rhythmic but very light kick. When I first felt them (appx 5:30 am) I woke up Chris so he could feel too. And bless his sweet, sweet soul, he didn't even blink a second of anger for being woken up before dawn. I love him.
I didn't think I'd ever say this, but maybe I'll miss being pregnant when it's over? There is something so remarkable about carrying, nurturing, and feeling your baby grow within.
On the other hand, there are a number of areas of my body I can no longer see - I won't miss that. I probably won't miss heartburn waking me up in the middle of the night. I definitely won't miss my doctor's lecture about how a cinnamon roll for breakfast has NO NUTRITIONAL VALUE and is just like eating dessert for breakfast. Maybe so doc, but 8 months ago dessert for breakfast was a completely acceptable thing. I, for sure, won't miss sleeping on my side, although I have to say this is immensely improved with the purchase of a new mattress a few days ago. It is doubtful I'll miss the feeling of my stomach touching my thighs, a feeling that just doesn't seem quite right. I won't miss the hormone shifts that make me a little like jekyll and hyde. I won't miss maternity clothes, that used to be so liberating with that stretchy panel, but now just feel ugly, gigantic and out of fashion.
Anyway, I digress...
We had our shower this past weekend, which was really fun. There is nothing like having all of your favorite people in one place. It means a lot when people go out of their way to show up for the important times of your life. The older I get, the more I value just that - showing up. No one is better at showing up then my family in NY, particularly my aunt Vic. She has made the drive from NY to TX for every important time in my life and the gesture does not go unnoticed. I am overcome with thankfulness for the show of support and feel so lucky to have people like her in my life. They may not be close in proximity, but they are close in all the ways that matter.
A special thank you to Catherine, Sarah, Amanda & Kelli for setting everything up and making such a great environment for fun! Thank you ladies for a fantastic night, thank you thank you thank you.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Friday, August 26, 2011
Our son!
I have a few stories to tell today, one of which even Chris has never heard.
First, the short version of finding out our baby's sex.
We went into the sonogram having decided that we'll ask the sonographer to write it down for us IN CASE we decided we wanted to know. And so she did. Then we walked out of the sonographer's office into the hospital lobby, sat down and opened the dang envelope. :) We made it approximately 3 minutes and 10 feet holding that fateful envelope before we opened it. I apologize now for the fib of "we aren't finding out." It seemed easier than, we know but aren't telling. At any rate, the next decision we made was that we'd share our news at our shower. It was really fun and I highly recommend doing things this way. First, it was sweet and special for us to find out together on our own terms (that lobby has never meant more to me). Second, telling people in person when you are way farther along is fun. Third, if you tell people AT your shower then you've avoided getting 15 sailor suits for your litle fella (none of which he'll ever wear).
My second story is one that might be moderately embarassing to reveal, but what the heck.
Chris and I decided to stop preventing pregnancy in January. So of course on January 2nd, I starting obsessively reading about pregnancy, conception, etc. While I was reading about that, I heard about a conception psychic. And then I paid $7 to get one. :) On my honor, this is the email I received from her:
Your reading reveals that your BFP news comes the end of February/beginning of March from a cycle that begins in February. The baby shows as a boy and his EDD/birth date is referenced the month of November 2011 - specific reference to the 7th and 16th.
The best onesie ever:
First, the short version of finding out our baby's sex.
We went into the sonogram having decided that we'll ask the sonographer to write it down for us IN CASE we decided we wanted to know. And so she did. Then we walked out of the sonographer's office into the hospital lobby, sat down and opened the dang envelope. :) We made it approximately 3 minutes and 10 feet holding that fateful envelope before we opened it. I apologize now for the fib of "we aren't finding out." It seemed easier than, we know but aren't telling. At any rate, the next decision we made was that we'd share our news at our shower. It was really fun and I highly recommend doing things this way. First, it was sweet and special for us to find out together on our own terms (that lobby has never meant more to me). Second, telling people in person when you are way farther along is fun. Third, if you tell people AT your shower then you've avoided getting 15 sailor suits for your litle fella (none of which he'll ever wear).
My second story is one that might be moderately embarassing to reveal, but what the heck.
Chris and I decided to stop preventing pregnancy in January. So of course on January 2nd, I starting obsessively reading about pregnancy, conception, etc. While I was reading about that, I heard about a conception psychic. And then I paid $7 to get one. :) On my honor, this is the email I received from her:
Your reading reveals that your BFP news comes the end of February/beginning of March from a cycle that begins in February. The baby shows as a boy and his EDD/birth date is referenced the month of November 2011 - specific reference to the 7th and 16th.
The best onesie ever:
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Third Trimester. :)
I feel like I should celebrate! I know it sounds completely ridiculous, since you don't typically celebrate at this stage of the pregnancy. But that doesn't stop me from FEELING like I should celebrate. Even the baby is currently dancing a jig in there. Hello baby, I'm excited too.
This week our baby is somewhere between 15 inches and 16 inches long and around 2 1/2 lbs. It's vegetable comparison:
The chinese cabbage.
I think it's important to understand that they're now just comparing the baby's weight to vegetables and not the size. Although, for all I know a chinese cabbage could be 15-16 inches long. I have never actually seen one.
At 28 weeks, our baby is now blinking (with it's newly developed eye lashes!), swallowing, breathing (this might seem strange, but it's just starting to breath amniotic fluid as practice for breathing outside the womb), and seeing light. It will spend the next 12 weeks putting on weight, so it comes out with lovable and squeezable cheeks. I love you I love you I love you.
On another note, I'm currently stuck in a situation where I don't really know what to do. Someone close to me feels that I've done something to wrong them. Simultaneously, I feel completely hurt by what they did/said. The result is that we haven't talked in over a month. This weighs heavy on my heart because it's happening during a time when I want that person around and I need their support. The problem is, I'm always the one making it right or letting hurtful things go or defending the mean things they do and quite frankly, I'm tired of it. But now I'm stuck somewhere between rage and guilt with a healthy dose of sadness. What do I do now? I have tried to put it right twice, but the other half of this equation hasn't returned my calls either time. Sigh.
Changing tunes, my office is across from a hotel here in downtown. I overlook one side of the hotel where the same hotel room window is open every day I sit here. We're talking 4 years. I feel the need to investigate, but instead I just stare at it each day wondering what in the world is going on in there. Dear window, why are you always open when all your neighbors are closed? I waste a lot of time wondering about things that don't really matter. :) I won't even get into the fact that EVERY time I see someone come out on the roof of the building directly across from me, I expect them to jump off of it. Morbid.
On a happy note, Chris is on a two week break from class so I finally get to spend some time with him each night. I wonder if there will ever be a time when I don't miss him when he's gone?
This week our baby is somewhere between 15 inches and 16 inches long and around 2 1/2 lbs. It's vegetable comparison:
I think it's important to understand that they're now just comparing the baby's weight to vegetables and not the size. Although, for all I know a chinese cabbage could be 15-16 inches long. I have never actually seen one.
At 28 weeks, our baby is now blinking (with it's newly developed eye lashes!), swallowing, breathing (this might seem strange, but it's just starting to breath amniotic fluid as practice for breathing outside the womb), and seeing light. It will spend the next 12 weeks putting on weight, so it comes out with lovable and squeezable cheeks. I love you I love you I love you.
On another note, I'm currently stuck in a situation where I don't really know what to do. Someone close to me feels that I've done something to wrong them. Simultaneously, I feel completely hurt by what they did/said. The result is that we haven't talked in over a month. This weighs heavy on my heart because it's happening during a time when I want that person around and I need their support. The problem is, I'm always the one making it right or letting hurtful things go or defending the mean things they do and quite frankly, I'm tired of it. But now I'm stuck somewhere between rage and guilt with a healthy dose of sadness. What do I do now? I have tried to put it right twice, but the other half of this equation hasn't returned my calls either time. Sigh.
Changing tunes, my office is across from a hotel here in downtown. I overlook one side of the hotel where the same hotel room window is open every day I sit here. We're talking 4 years. I feel the need to investigate, but instead I just stare at it each day wondering what in the world is going on in there. Dear window, why are you always open when all your neighbors are closed? I waste a lot of time wondering about things that don't really matter. :) I won't even get into the fact that EVERY time I see someone come out on the roof of the building directly across from me, I expect them to jump off of it. Morbid.
On a happy note, Chris is on a two week break from class so I finally get to spend some time with him each night. I wonder if there will ever be a time when I don't miss him when he's gone?
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Go Mean Green!
Chris is subtly trying to coax our unborn child to already commit to attending UNT, like his/her parents. The first way was to put the NT fight song into our baby's music mix. The second way is this:
I nearly cried when I pictured our baby in this get up, it seems so big for 3-6 months. I LOVE it. And I love you too Chris, but our baby can go wherever he/she wants to college.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
2 posts in one day! I seriously have nothing to do.
I have no clue how he gets his body in that chair.
Bad picture, super cute dogs.
I finished sewing a cover to the ottoman, thanks Ashley for the gift!
27 weeks along and 91 days to go!
Is this my third trimester? I have no clue. I think it officially starts next week, but everything I read says something different. It doesn't make sense to me that the 3rd trimester would start at 28 weeks, when there are only 12 weeks left. If pregnancy was really divided into 3, then it should have started at 26 and 5 days.
40 weeks = 280 days / 3 = 93.3333 / 7 = 13.3 weeks in each trimester
Am I the only one that completed this math? Oh well, so I'll wait to celebrate entering the 3rd trimester next week.
This week the baby is the WEIGHT of a head of cauliflower. I feel the need to specify that this is a weight representation only, bc it disturbs me to picture my baby in the shape of a cauliflower. I love this baby, all 2 lbs and 14 1/2 inches of it. It amazes me that it is already so big. I read recently that once I hit 26 weeks, there is a very good chance this baby would survive if it decided to join us early. Full term is 37 weeks, so that's the goal of course, but I'm relieved to learn that the baby could survive in the worst case scenario of a premature birth.
I'll go back to the doctor next week for a glucose test and some other random tests. Fingers crossed for good results. Then, it's back to the doctor every 2 weeks! Whew, that's a lot of work.
Here are some things I'm really looking forward to in the next few weeks:
1. Celebrating this baby with my closest friends & family! It's a bonus that there will be cake there.
2. Curiousity fuels this one - seeing how much bigger my stomach is going to get
3. Being able to identify the body parts that keep nudging me from the inside
4. Cooler weather, please god - I'm roasting, make it stop.
5. Lamaze class - mostly bc I want to see Chris awkwardly sit on the floor and look uncomfortable around so much vagina talk.
6. My family visiting from NY!!
7. Our friends visiting from California!!
8. Finally having something to do at work, other than internet shop, read "damn you autocorrect" and listen to audiobooks.
9. Getting closer to meeting this sweet baby, whom I love so much already it's baffling.
Wow, I suck at waiting - so I'll post a picture of another baby room project that's nearly finished.
It's our family tree. Or it will be eventually, when I hunt down a bunch more frames and put in pictures of our family in them! You can see my Gram and Gramps hanging there already. I'm excited to have something that displays all the love and support this baby will grow up having. Yes, I painted it. But before you get impresed, painting a tree (especially one with no leaves) is easier than it looks. Trust me, I'm no da Vinci.
40 weeks = 280 days / 3 = 93.3333 / 7 = 13.3 weeks in each trimester
Am I the only one that completed this math? Oh well, so I'll wait to celebrate entering the 3rd trimester next week.
This week the baby is the WEIGHT of a head of cauliflower. I feel the need to specify that this is a weight representation only, bc it disturbs me to picture my baby in the shape of a cauliflower. I love this baby, all 2 lbs and 14 1/2 inches of it. It amazes me that it is already so big. I read recently that once I hit 26 weeks, there is a very good chance this baby would survive if it decided to join us early. Full term is 37 weeks, so that's the goal of course, but I'm relieved to learn that the baby could survive in the worst case scenario of a premature birth.
I'll go back to the doctor next week for a glucose test and some other random tests. Fingers crossed for good results. Then, it's back to the doctor every 2 weeks! Whew, that's a lot of work.
Here are some things I'm really looking forward to in the next few weeks:
1. Celebrating this baby with my closest friends & family! It's a bonus that there will be cake there.
2. Curiousity fuels this one - seeing how much bigger my stomach is going to get
3. Being able to identify the body parts that keep nudging me from the inside
4. Cooler weather, please god - I'm roasting, make it stop.
5. Lamaze class - mostly bc I want to see Chris awkwardly sit on the floor and look uncomfortable around so much vagina talk.
6. My family visiting from NY!!
7. Our friends visiting from California!!
8. Finally having something to do at work, other than internet shop, read "damn you autocorrect" and listen to audiobooks.
9. Getting closer to meeting this sweet baby, whom I love so much already it's baffling.
Wow, I suck at waiting - so I'll post a picture of another baby room project that's nearly finished.
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Annoying
I'm not sure if it's the pregnancy, the heat, my normal attitude, or a combination of all of these but lately I've lived at a level 7 annoyed. Here's a summary of the things that have irritated me recently:
1. When I'm checking out at a store, if your cart is pushed so close it's touching my leg - YOU ARE TOO CLOSE! Back off me. In addition, if you try to creep up to the counter and stand beside me be ready to see my death stare. That counter is mine you greedy little bugger until I pack up my purse and walk away!!
2. Why do doctor's NEVER apologize for making you wait? Okay, fine she did actually apologize this time...but that somehow didn't help me calm down.
3. Don't call me Ms. Jessica, I'm not a kindergarten teacher and we're not in class.
4. Yes, it's hot as hell here. Yes, my body is literally baking a baby. NO, I'm not enjoying the warm weather. Yes, I want you to turn up the air conditioning.
5. SKIP a stall people, skip a freaking stall. If there is more than one and I'm in the first one, skip a freaking stall.
6. Unless somehow that phone makes you listen better, or cool me off, put it away - I'm talking to you!!
1. When I'm checking out at a store, if your cart is pushed so close it's touching my leg - YOU ARE TOO CLOSE! Back off me. In addition, if you try to creep up to the counter and stand beside me be ready to see my death stare. That counter is mine you greedy little bugger until I pack up my purse and walk away!!
2. Why do doctor's NEVER apologize for making you wait? Okay, fine she did actually apologize this time...but that somehow didn't help me calm down.
3. Don't call me Ms. Jessica, I'm not a kindergarten teacher and we're not in class.
4. Yes, it's hot as hell here. Yes, my body is literally baking a baby. NO, I'm not enjoying the warm weather. Yes, I want you to turn up the air conditioning.
5. SKIP a stall people, skip a freaking stall. If there is more than one and I'm in the first one, skip a freaking stall.
6. Unless somehow that phone makes you listen better, or cool me off, put it away - I'm talking to you!!
Monday, August 1, 2011
99 days to go!!
We've hit double digits, crazy!
This week I think I'll work on complaining less. :) We'll see how it goes. I'll try to ignore that I've been sweating since May, my back feels like someone stabbed me and my feet look like those of someone double my poundage. I'll ignore all of that and focus on something else...anything else. No one likes a whiner.
Today, Chris and I go to the doctor. I'm always excited to hear this baby's heartbeat, sometimes I wish she'd leave it there a little longer so I can have a nice long listen. I wonder if that will ever get old? And, believe it or not I only have one more monthly appt then I start going every 2 weeks!! I can't believe it, yes yes it's a month away but still it seems like we just found out the little wiggler had joined our family.
I (finally) broke out the sewing machine and got some stuff done for the room. I finished the bed skirt and the curtains. Which I'm pretty proud of, I managed to save a ton of fabric by sewing the crib skirt with velcro so it doesn't run under the mattress but instead hangs from the crib itself. Yes, I'm a genius. I also finished the dresser (ok you convinced me, I'll include a picture below) which turned out so so cute. I spray painted a set of number cabinet pulls and switched them out for the ones the dresser came with. It'll double as a changing table. One quick adventure in sewing (I'm pretty sure my mom taught me this when I was 10, but that was a LONG time ago!). It's better to wash and dry the fabric BEFORE you actually sew it. I had finished the curtains and decided to wash them so they'd look brand new (I'm re-using them from the room) and when they came out of the dryer they were, of course, shrunken. A lot. They were about 10 inches too short. Awesome. Well, it was awesome because I added a panel of material I already had to turn them into super fabulous curtains. Now, I super love them.
Anyway, until next time - Happy Monday!
This week I think I'll work on complaining less. :) We'll see how it goes. I'll try to ignore that I've been sweating since May, my back feels like someone stabbed me and my feet look like those of someone double my poundage. I'll ignore all of that and focus on something else...anything else. No one likes a whiner.
Today, Chris and I go to the doctor. I'm always excited to hear this baby's heartbeat, sometimes I wish she'd leave it there a little longer so I can have a nice long listen. I wonder if that will ever get old? And, believe it or not I only have one more monthly appt then I start going every 2 weeks!! I can't believe it, yes yes it's a month away but still it seems like we just found out the little wiggler had joined our family.
I (finally) broke out the sewing machine and got some stuff done for the room. I finished the bed skirt and the curtains. Which I'm pretty proud of, I managed to save a ton of fabric by sewing the crib skirt with velcro so it doesn't run under the mattress but instead hangs from the crib itself. Yes, I'm a genius. I also finished the dresser (ok you convinced me, I'll include a picture below) which turned out so so cute. I spray painted a set of number cabinet pulls and switched them out for the ones the dresser came with. It'll double as a changing table. One quick adventure in sewing (I'm pretty sure my mom taught me this when I was 10, but that was a LONG time ago!). It's better to wash and dry the fabric BEFORE you actually sew it. I had finished the curtains and decided to wash them so they'd look brand new (I'm re-using them from the room) and when they came out of the dryer they were, of course, shrunken. A lot. They were about 10 inches too short. Awesome. Well, it was awesome because I added a panel of material I already had to turn them into super fabulous curtains. Now, I super love them.
Anyway, until next time - Happy Monday!
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