Now Reading

I mentioned in this post that I’m a sucker for  “You must read these books before you die” type of lists.

Well, wouldn’t you know that Buzzfeed came out with a 16 books to Read Before They are Movies list, and with a month and half left (at the time) until baby, I said why not! I’m up for the challenge.

Here’s the list, plus I’ve linked the title to the preview (if available),  in case you were interested.

1) Labor Day by Joyce Maynard-You’ve seen the preview, it has the always fabulous Kate Winslet in it. My library doesn’t have the book, and I highly doubt I’m getting to the movies to see this one in the next few weeks, so I’m tabling this one for now.
2) The Monuments Men by Robert M Edsel and Bret Witter. Boring. So, so, boring. I could not keep up with all the details. I bet it’s good for someone who can follow all those characters, but I could not.
3) Vampire Academy– Richelle Mead: I’ll be honest. This was really enjoyable for a quick dumb, teenage read. It’s 1,000 times better than the Twilight Saga. When I first read reviews it was Twilight meets Hogwarts. Which, is not true. It’s about Vampires and their protectors, at a school for Vampires, but it lacks the finesse and smarts that the Harry Potter series had. It’s still an enjoyable easy read for when you just want something dumb. This is my version of reality TV since I refuse to get sucked into that shit. At least reading dumb reads still expands my vocabulary, uses my imagination, and can help with grammar..or so I tell myself. It’s about a Vampire and her protector, and it’s part one of seven books. I’ve already downloaded the second book to my Kindle. I’m also convincing myself that I will be doing a lot of reading while breastfeeding. (Other moms, feel free to laugh at me for that).
4) Winter’s Tale by Mark Helprin : I hate this book. I hate it a thousand times over. This was one of the worst books I have ever had the displeasure of reading. At no point during all of Helprin’s rambling could I begin to even tell you the point of this story. Helprin is a very vivid, picturesque writer–which is great when there is a plot that makes sense. I found myself constantly re reading parts of the book because I had no idea what was going on. I am intrigued to see how they will make a movie out of this because I truly cannot see anyone sitting through it. I have read others reviews, and I am saddened to have missed the point of the book–but it did not grab me as it grabbed other readers. It was 800 pages, and about 400 pages too long. If you read it and loved it, please convince me.
5) A Long Way Down– Nick Hornby: I’ll be honest, I just watched the preview and I can’t wait to get my hands on this book/eyes on this movie. I’m crying already. (hormones?)
6) DivergentVeronica Roth: Loved! But– I can’t bring myself to read the rest of the series.
7) The Fault in our Stars- John Green Someone hold me forever.
8)The Hundred-Foot Journey- Richard Morais
9) The Giver-Lois Lowry: I read this book in eighth grade and instantly fell in love. It is where my love with Dystopian novels started. Following The Giver I loved Brave New World, The Handmaid’s Tale, The Hunger Games, Logan’s Run, 1984, A Clockwork Orange, etc. These novels always make me realize that life is about choices, and you don’t have to conform, and there’s always more to know, more to do, more to rebel. They are obviously far fetched, but always, after reading them, I feel such a rush, a surge of power/energy, to fight the power. I just can’t help loving them.
10) Dark Places-Gillian Flynn: Gillian Flynn is good until you get to the last chapter, and then you hate her.
11) This is where I Leave You-Jonathan Tropper. I thought the movie was better. Neither were out of this world great. But, would spend an hour and a half watching the movie.
12) The Maze Runner-James Dashner: I’m on chapter 2. Its Dystopian. I already feel myself falling in love. It too is part of a 3 book series.
13) Gone Girl: Gillian Flynn: I actually read this book last year for my one time book club. I couldn’t put it down. It was soo good. And then I got to the ending. And I hated it. I HATED IT. The book was a page turner, so promising, so well written, so I don’t know. I was just enamored with this book. And then, THEN, I got to the last chapter and I was so disappointed. I’m hoping the movie changes the ending like they sometimes do. Also, I wish Bradley Cooper was playing the lead character. He seems like a MUCH better fit for the lead role. We’ll see Ben. We shall see.
14) Unbroken- Laura Hillenbrand: I finished this yesterday. and OHMYGOD. A) I am ashamed and how little I know about WW2. One week ago if you asked me about the Pacific side of the war, I would have said “They bombed Pearl Harbor; we dropped an A bomb; we won.” I had no idea about the POW’s in Japan, I had no idea about the fighting, sub scanning, rescues, I had no idea about the people who died just in training. I just had no clue. And B) What the book really did for me was humanized soldiers. And I don’t think I’ve ever done that. It really opened my eyes to why that was the great war, and the type of people American’s use to be. It was really amazing. I couldn’t put it down. I still can’ stop talking about it. It makes me sad that I wasn’t interested in this while my grandfather was alive because I would have loved to talk to him about his time in the Pacific and then his time in the Atlantic/Caribbean. This book is why I am excited for The Monument Men.  (Coincidentally is this is also the book I tried to read during our dress rehearsal, and I couldn’t concentrate).
15) Wild- Cheryl Strayed –
16) Serena-Ron Rash: All I know is it’s Bradley Cooper and Jennifer Lawrence. Which always equals Oscar gold to me.


Dress Rehearsal

On Sunday, I turned 36 weeks. I also experienced what it might be like if I go into labor. Maybe this kid is like me–good to be prepared? Better safe than sorry? Anyway-the point is I spent the night in the hospital Sunday night, because I apparently had nothing else better to do.

Here’s how it went down: I started having contractions. I attributed them to Braxton Hicks and thought:
“Maybe I need to drink more water,” and nope, they weren’t going away.
“Okay, maybe I need to change positions”. Nope. Not changing. Pretty consistent every seven minutes.

Phil is getting ready for work (night shift, yes!) I tell him that I think I might be having contractions. We call the doc and he says “If they continue to last for another hour or so, increase in pain, or water breaks I need you to come in.” Phil leaves for work. I decide that if I have to go into the hospital, I should wash my hair. (I hadn’t washed it since Thursday. I’m trying to wean myself off of shampoo so that my hair gets use to it. Three days is about my max). Then like an idiot, I’m standing in the shower going–“Well how the hell am I supposed to know if my water breaks if I’M IN THE SHOWER?!”

I continue to go about my business, and the contractions continue to go about theirs. I’m not ready to go to the hospital, and I am not ready for this baby to come, I MEAN THE CAR SEAT ISN’T EVEN INSTALLED. So I avoid it for as long as possible until I get a contraction that was like a feeling of  Joey Lawrence a la Blossom “Whoa.” So packed my bags (thankfully they were mostly packed) put the dogs up, but the spare key in the spare key spot and drove to the hospital. In the 10 minute drive, I did try to call all my best friends who have had babies to have them talk me off the ledge, but it is 9 pm at night and of course no one is picking up their phone.

Still not convinced that this is anything, I park my car on the street with a $700 + camera inside. So for all you ladies that go into fake labor: Remember to actually bring your bags inside. Poor Phil had to run out like five times.

I check in, I get monitored up, and my contractions aren’t even registering on the monitor. So I’m kind of like, okay than what is going on? My gal pals are texting me and I’m trying to give updates but I’m all “I DONT KNOW WHY I’M IN PAIN AND WHY COMPUTERS ARE TELLING ME I’M NOT.”

(For those who wonder, the contractions felt like period cramps that came in waves. Sometimes they were painful, but I could still talk and breath through them, but they were 100% uncomfortable and I just kept telling myself they will pass, they will pass, they will pass).

Doctor comes to evaluate me, and I’m 3 centimeters dilated, 70% effaced, and the baby is at -2. Naturally, I shot straight up and said “Am I having a baby today?!” She said maybe, and that she would check me in two hours.

And that was the longest two hours of my life. Because I couldn’t move, I was uncomfortable, I tried to read (because all the blogs said bring a book–and HAVE THESE PEOPLE EVER GIVEN BIRTH BEFORE? I read the first three sentences 50 times before throwing the book back into my bag, because that was definitely not happening). I kept telling Phil we weren’t ready, he kept saying–do you think you will be ready in four weeks? I said “can we go back to 2009 when I didn’t want kids?” he said “Too late now”.

Doctor comes back, still 3 centimeters dilated, baby is at -2, but now I’m 100% effaced and the contractions are 4 minutes apart, and we are 80% sure we are having a baby tonight. Also-Phil gets called into surgery to do a hip replacement. PERFECT TIMING WORLD.

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I do the only thing I know how to do. I cry. Hysterically. I call all the parents, I continue to cry. I am texting my girlfriends. I text my friend Heather and ask if she can come in and just sit with me because I need someone who won’t tell me it will be okay, but will be like yeah this sucks (’s fine). I’ve got the doula on stand by, I’ve got painful IV’s in my arm, I have no make up on (but clean hair). And this was not my plan. The Epidural doctor comes in and goes through the concerns and I’m 99% sure I just kept nodding and saying this isn’t happening, but okay Doc–you keep telling me what’s up.

Heather comes, Phil comes, we sit in the room..Things are good. Still having contractions. Still freaking out. Still in a Hospital.

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This is why you want makeup. and a Hairbrush.

And then it’s time to sleep (but ha! because no, that doesn’t happen). There are lights everywhere, things beeping, even when you turn off the overhead lights and shut the blinds, the monitors are still on. They have given me 2 (maybe 3) saline drips, so I have to go to the bathroom just about every five minutes. And I’m hungry, but I didn’t bring snacks to the hospital BECAUSE I WASN’T HAVING A BABY.

Well, at about 4 am when I woke up for the 800th time. I looked at Phil and said “We aren’t having this baby.” My contractions had just about stopped. I was hungry, I wanted my bed. My dogs. And I wanted to not be there. So I somehow fell asleep for another hour and a half. The doctor came in and checked me, I hadn’t changed. And what do you know, I WASN’T HAVING THAT BABY.

Thank God.

So now, I have 4 weeks left. I’m 3 centimeters dilated, and I’m 100% effaced. Neat.

However, the dress rehearsal taught me the following:

  • Bring an eye mask
  • Bring your own pillow
  • Pack snacks
  • Bring ear phones
  • Bring socks (This was something I didn’t have because socks are weird to me, and that hospital is freezing)
  • Maybe put some makeup on? You’re waiting around for a while. Maybe you want to send some selfies to friends.
  • Forget the books-bring something trivial. A magazine, an Ipad, something that requires zero concentration
  • Download the Sleep Pillow app. That’s the only thing that got me to sleep was the sound of a fan, coming from my phone.
  • Practice breathing exercises now, those helped tremendously when I would start to have freak outs. Thank God I started yoga early.
  • Leave detailed instructions to people who are watching your dogs. Like, please make sure bathroom door is closed or else you have this on your hands:
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Things I can’t say enough about: The nurses were fantastic. The Doctor’s were fantastic. The hospital room (minus the terrible pillows) was actually decent.

At the end of the day, Phil and I long distance high fived, went to sleep, installed the car seat, and lit a ton of candles that this baby would bake for 4 more weeks. Here’s hoping!

Sorry for the Delay

Hi y’all. I could blame this break in posting on a number of things, the holidays, having mini time off with my husband, being pregnant, whatever…but I’m back.

Where did we leave off? Oh, I broke the internet with D and her being the most adorable dog ever.

So high-level recap on my life:

1. 2 weeks ago I flew to St. Louis for my baby shower. Unbeknownst to me, my mom who lives in Japan flew in and surprised me (Thanks Dad!). It was great to see my mom, spend time with the family, see my cousins, and start plotting my move to St. Louis. It really was a wonderful shower, with delicious food, and Baby T and I are completely spoiled.

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2. Christmas! This could honestly be the first Christmas that I wasn’t disappointed in a single gift that I received. They were all great, and wonderful, and it was a really relaxing day with my in laws. Food was also included and it was delicious.


3. I became lazy. I’m pregnant, so I can do that. Phil was on a mild vacation, so we cleaned house (barely), watched a lot of movies and TV, and just vegged. Call it a staycation.

4. New Years Eve. We went to a wedding. It was beautiful. We were beautiful.


5. Now the countdown is on. 6 more weeks of work and then this little person arrives. To be frank, I’d be okay with 4-5 more weeks of work (but who’s counting!)

I will say, upon all of these things–we’ve ran into friends who had questions etc about pregnancy. Which like –I get. I get that people are polite and want to ask and whatever. But literally, every time I see someone and their first question is “How are you feeling?” It enrages me. I will tell you and talk about it if I want to, but if you ask me about it I immediately shut down. Mostly because I feel like there is more to me. Remember me? I’m a person. I have real things going on in my life.

Also, I FEEL FINE. I FEEL NORMAL. So as I’ve mentioned I feel like people want me to complain, but anything I have I feel like I can’t complain about it.

1. I have had heartburn twice. It’s not enough for me to bring it up and talk about because a) I don’t want to hear “just wait it gets worse” and b) people get heartburn all the time. Like people are actually on medicine for it, so no. I don’t feel like this is something to bring up.
2. The baby kicks me and it hurts. Still not going to complain. My baby is moving. It’s healthy. It will be out of here in 6 weeks.
3. Swelling. I take my rings off at night. Not worth discussing, or complaining about.
4. I get out of breath going up the stairs. But I’m in better shape than like 75% of the population, so I don’t feel like I should complain about this stuff, because I know other women have it far worse.
5. I wake up in the middle of the night and pee. Do you really want to hear me discuss my bodily functions with you?
6. I’m having trouble sleeping. BECAUSE THERE IS A 5LB BABY INSIDE OF ME. What is worth discussing about this? So you can say, oh I’m sorry that sucks?

I know all of these things suck, I don’t want to talk about them. My New Years Eve resolution was not to complain as much. In fact this the quote I hope to live by:

“If you don’t like something, change it. If you can’t change it, change your attitude. Don’t complain”

When people ask you how your day is, and if its going great, don’t find something to complain about just to make conversation. Say you are having a great day, don’t say, it’s going great but it sucked this morning because this asshole cut me off. That’s irrelevant.

I digress. I digress because I got some unhappy news today and I just want to vent about it–but venting won’t change anything. So, I’m looking at all my silver linings, and hoping for a happy 6 more weeks.

Updates on us:

Baby is head down, yeah! Baby is about 5lbs? 17 inches? Baby is very very active. Hiccuping all the time–which I read is a good sign because it says it will be good at swallowing once it’s born, helpful for feeding situations. Baby’s legs really like hanging out underneath my right rib cage.

Next week, when I don’t feel rushed–I’ll be a bit more cheery 🙂

78% Complete

I mean it’s nothing but countdown time.

Would love to enlighten you all with exciting moments since the last update, but not much has happened– it’s been a really mellow week (thankfully!).

Last week I was as lazy as I could possibly be to make up for being crazy busy the week before. I would like to say that I caught up on sleep–but I literally did nothing. Oh! I did laundry.

One thing that’s really been weighing on my mind is packing the hospital bag. How much is too much? What if I forget something? Should I pack it this early? I’ve found a lot of great lists (this one and this one (which isn’t so much like a hospital list but a to do list)), and about 5 trillion lists on my phone. I keep referencing the lists at least twice, if not three times a week. At this point you’d think I’d have it memorized, but I just don’t know!

So, I’m taking the plunge and starting to pack the bag now. And by starting to pack the bag, I mean I’ve identified the bag, and I have some clothes sitting on a chair and I bought BB laundry detergent.  I’m really on my A-game!

I purchased Meyers baby laundry detergent. I since have learned I can just use ALL (the one without dyes, or smells or anything), so money saving tip number one!

Since it’s Christmas time and apparently the only acceptable gift to give to women (according to Target) are PJ sets, I bought a PJ set to wear in the hospital (Treat yourself!). I also bought boy cut underwear since I’ve read that’s the most helpful thing after delivery. Odd’s are I’ll have to buy more, one pack just won’t cut it.

Other things on my list to pack are:

  • A towel from home (because hospital towels are poor)
  • Colored pillowcase (so the hospital doesn’t confuse my white with their white)
  • Eye Mask (Still need to purchase, probably will help at home with someone and their insistence on watching TV before going to bed)
  • Nursing sleep bra (still need to purchase, along with 50 other nursing bras)
  • Nursing pads (got em!)
  • Boppy (got it)
  • Copies of birth plan and phone numbers
  • Outfits for BB to come home in (clothes, jacket, wraps, mittens, hat)

Other things that I will probably pack the day of: toiletries, robe, change of clothes for leaving the hospital (new outfit–I wish…), headphones, notepad, shirt to have for labor to bring home to the dogs, camera, iPhone charger, sanity, etc.

See, even looking at that list I’m like THERE IS SO MUCH MISSING. I doubt I’ll ever get the hang of this.

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I tried to hide my bump in this dress..yeah, not happening.

BBT this week.

How Far Along: 31 weeks. I’m officially at the point of seeing my doctor every two weeks.
Size of Baby: A pineapple. I feel like all the length and weight app dates are the same as  3 weeks ago, so basically maybe the baby weighs 3.5 lbs and maybe shim’s 18 inches long.
Total Weight Gain:  As of last week 20lbs total. From the front you can’t tell, from the side, hello baby.
Symptoms: I really can’t complain about anything this week. It’s getting harder to put on stockings/pants/socks. I told Phil this morning he’s going to have to start putting on my socks for me. I think I’m starting nesting because all I can see is dirt and things that need to be picked up everywhere. Braxton Hicks are strong at night. And no sleep. I wake up at 3 am every day for like a good hour.
Eats: Same as last week. Nothing exciting. Just small portions. I ate A TON of soup last week, and I might be a little over soup. (noooo!)
Best moment of the week: Capturing baby on video. Moving like crazy. Looks like an alien.
What I’m looking forward to: Trip to St. Louis this weekend to see my family! I love, love, LOVE, St. Louis in the winter time–because everything is so Christmasy and perfect.
Milestones: All five senses are fully developed. Major brain development. Which duh, with a dad like Phil this kid is going to be pretty dang smart. Irises now react to light–if I shine a flashlight on the belly it would squirm. So it’s just getting fatter for the next nine weeks. gulp. Oh, and this kid has the hiccups all the time. Which my mom told me I had hiccups 90% of the time too–soo turns out we are related?

Two Hands!

Well the countdown has begun. We are on to two hands. 30 weeks. 10 weeks to go.


Everyone keeps asking us if we are ready and I’m like..I think? I suppose? Ready as we’ll ever be? My surrogate RVA mom told me this week that all babies need are a mom, a boob, and some blankets. So, I’ve got all those things plus a package of newborn diapers. We just might make it after all.

I had my first shower this weekend with just my girlfriends. It was great! I truly have the best group of girlfriends in the entire world.

Me and my hostesses: Roper and AG
Mimosa Bar

( I might have another post with more pictures, I’m just waiting for my gal pals to send them to me)

I could have cried over everything that I received and all that love that was “showered” on us and BBT. I got all the necessities! Diaper cream, a bath tub, the boppy (!), feeding chair, breast milk storage, plus a million other things. Like this snot sucker outer. Which is apparently THE BEST nasal cleaner on the market at the time. The other really neat thing was that the hostesses asked for no cards and instead everyone bring a book. I got a lot of the necessities (Dr. Seuss, Where the Wild Things Are, Good Night moon, etc), but I also got a lot of books I had never heard of that were classics! The Little Prince is one that I’m really looking forward to reading with the wee one. I think the best book I received, based on the irony alone was this one:

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My favorite gift, by far, the one that caused me to break into tears of happiness/sobs/whatevers was this gift from one my closest friends Mandy:

Clear Eyes, Full Hearts, Can’t Lose

I started watching Friday Night Lights in October and became obsessed. It was the best show ever created. This onesie just made me have all the emotions and stuff.

Phil and I threw a Christmas Party on Friday night–people didn’t leave until 3:30 am. So it was a success? Here is our house looking festive and us looking festive:

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Baby Updates:

How Far Along: 30 weeks.
Size of Baby: A cabbage. The baby is huge. Weighs about 3 lbs and is probably close to 18 inches long. Supposedly in the next few weeks the baby will pack on more pounds than inches.
Total Weight Gain:  Zero since last time! I weigh 156 still which has me at 21.5 lbs total weight gain. With 10 weeks go to I’d say I’m doing a really good job.
Symptoms: I am giving up on breathing. It’s just impossible. And it frustrates me that I can’t walk up and down the stairs without needing to take a five minute breather.
Eats: I don’t have cravings anymore, but I have I can’t eat anymore. I’m back to August where I needed to eat only small amount of foods. No more big meals for me. Which is fine, but also kind of wasteful :/
Best moment of the week: This weekend. The Party on Friday and the Baby Shower on Saturday. It was so great to be surrounded by so many of our closest friends. (Let me just gush more about how loved we feel).
What I’m looking forward to: A little bit of decorating this weekend and seeing the 1975 on Saturday.
Milestones: Baby’s brain is growing, so less weight gain this week. As of Friday the baby is head down, but the midwife said not to get too concerned with that because it still has 10 weeks to wiggle around and settle into position.  The baby is shedding some hair (just like Hatteras!) but growing the hair on it’s head. I was bald. Odds are so will this kid. And it has the hiccups A LOT due to the air sacs inside the lungs and it practicing it’s breathing.

It’s all quiet (except for my belly!)

Prepare for your mailboxes to be inundated with posts. I’ve had 4 saved in my draft folder and then I got really lazy and preoccupied and I’m so sorry.

I’ve been preoccupied with reading–I’m a stickler for those lists that are like 20 books you should read before your 30, 1001 books to read before you die. So because the clock is ticking and I know that I’m never going to read again once this BB is born, I’ve become obsessed with reading and checking off my list. The first list I started with was 20 books for 20 year olds. Over the past 3 weeks I’ve read:

1. The Catcher in the Rye–I never had to read it in high school. My mother always tells me it’s a must read coming of age book. I found it to be a very quick read, but I also found Holden Caulfield to be absolutely boring. And The Original Hipster.
2. The Kite Runner–don’t do it. Was it wonderfully written? Yes. Did I hate everyone in the book? Yes. If only this one guy had stopped/had the courage to do this one thing, then the book would have never been written and I wouldn’t be reminded about evil people in the world. —what? You don’t believe in everything that you read? meh.
3. Cutting for Stone–also don’t do it. I mean what? Was there even a story line here? The only good thing about it was that the book is about surgeons so it gave me things to talk about with Phil. Like–is he ever scared when he operates? How does he feel when is about to cut into someone? know, deep stuff
4. Fierce Invalids Home from Hot ClimatesNo. No. Absolutely No–don’t suffer like I did.
5. The Bell Jar–Holy Shit. Ho-ly Sheeeet. This book changed my life. I mean. Where was this book when I was 24?? This is the most must read book I’ve ever read. It’s brilliant.
6. She’s Come Undone–So this book was recommended because it was written by a man from a females perspective. #cool. But no. Another horrible character, and also–the book throws in LITERALLY every single taboo out there (rape, divorce, abortion, AIDS, lesbian love affairs–it was just so gross (not gross because of lesbians but gross because the main character was a terrible human being).
7. The Fountainhead–I’m currently reading this book now, and I must say, as much as Ayn Rand scares me. I can’t believe how much I’m falling in love with this book. It is amazing. I strongly recommend it–especially if you have any soul.

What I am finding is that the main character in most of these books is absolutely abhorrent and it’s rare that I will like any of them. I have five more books to go and then I can move onto another list. Maybe something lighter. Like books you should read before you are 10.

I had a wonderful visit with my family in Pennsylvania. It was so great to see everyone and be pampered. You can tell that my dad is going to love being a grandaddy-o. Phil had a boring Thanksgiving at the hospital.

Funny Story:

So I’ve been really concerned with training our dogs for the baby. Saturday I decided to put the stroller together and take them on a practice run. They were great. I mean, it does not get better than that! I think they were afraid of the stroller, so it worked in my favor. So we get home. I let them go on the porch. I drag the stroller on the porch. Go to take the collars off–when all of a sudden. Big. Huge. Crash. I turn around. The stroller is laying on it’s side three feet from the stairs because I didn’t put it on the porch all the way. So, apparently I’m the one who needs training?!

That’s about it for us this week! I’ll probably be posting something everyday to play catch up! Here’s a peak at our family portraits!

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How Far Along: 29 weeks. We are a week away from being able to do this count down on my hands!
Size of Baby: Winter Squash. Which the picture looks like a pumpkin. And I do look like I have a pumpkin in my belly. BBT is about 15 inches long and weighs 2.5 lbs. It’s a squirmy little thing and much more active this week than I remember it being. It also likes to hover on my bladder. (Thanks!)
Total Weight Gain:  I haven’t ran since the 8k. I haven’t weighed myself since 11/20. I don’t know. I’ll find out on Friday.
Symptoms: The inability to breathe. Was walking upstairs always this hard? Seriously? And getting out of my car–was my bag always this heavy?
Eats: I’m pretty even keel at the moment.
Best moment of the week: Really wish I could share this with you–but someone told me my writing samples were perfect! (which, ha-ha!)
What I’m looking forward to: Christmas Party on Friday and First baby shower on Saturday!
Milestones: Pretty much just growing. Skin is getting less wrinkly, eyeballs can respond to light (haven’t tried the flashlight trick yet!) And just a little bundle of energy. I am so grateful for such an easy pregnancy–I hope that travels over to an easy baby!

28 weeks; 12 weeks left. Whaaaaat?

Happy third trimester!

I can’t believe we are already here! Apparently neither can anyone around us. We’ve been pretty boring the past couple of weeks. Last week was my birthday, and it was truly the most uneventful birthday in the history of birthdays. The highlight? I put clean sheets on the bed. Whoo–hoo! Talk about a party.

Phil has switched to night shifts, so I’ve got 11 weeks of a bed to myself. Which, in the beginning is what I was thankful for, but now that I see him for a grand total of 48 hours a week–I’d rather have to share a bed. We’ve heard back from a lot of schools. It looks like he’ll be gone every weekend in January. So, I’ve basically recruited all my girlfriends in Richmond to be on labor and delivery duty in case BBT decides to come early.

This week I’m driving to see my Pennsylvania family for Thanksgiving. Phil has to work (so he’ll enjoy a nice cafeteria meal of soggy turkey, and subpar potatoes).

As far as BBT goes, we haven’t done much. I’ve started seriously freaking out that no one will buy things off our registry because it’s all boring. So I bought some crib sheets today. Because. Who’s going to buy us crib sheets? My MIL did put it into perspective that sometimes you can get really neat gifts that you didn’t even think about–which I’m trying to be good and look at things from that angle.

I’ve started interviewing Doulas. MCV does have a free Doula program, which I was definitely interested in–because, free. duh. But I interviewed two of the girls, and they turned out to be 3rd year nursing students, interested in the delivery, but they aren’t going to be labor and delivery nurses, oh, and they have as much experience in a delivery room as I do. So while I was really into helping out and giving back to MCV, this program turns out to be more like a club. Like the doula club? I know this isn’t what I want. But I do know that to become a trained Doula, you have to participate in 6 births (for free), so I’ve started that search. I have a meeting with a recommended doula in training next week. Fingers crossed!!

Our next interview obligation is pediatricians. I’ve found one. I just need to “get in” with him.

We got our Christmas pictures taken this weekend from my friend who has a budding photography business. Check out her work here. I’ll give you a sneak peek (BONUS: It includes my belly).

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Courtesy of Tara Gibson Photography.

How Far Along: 28 weeks. 83 days left until Baby.
Size of Baby: Size of an eggplant. About 2.25 lbs (good golly!) and 15 inches long. But let’s face it, it’s probably 18 inches long because Phil and I are tall people. It’s squirming all the time and I can make out hands and feet now. Sometimes I want to grab a foot and be like HEY BABY I GOT YOUR FOOT.
Total Weight Gain:  I’m 156 lbs. My max is 170. So 14lbs to go. I’m actually really proud of staying within the normal weight gain range. I know how easy it can be to just let go. I did stop running and being active since the 8k last week. But I deserved a break (right? right.).
Symptoms: Hor-mon-al. I would LIKE to control this, but I don’t think that’s possible. Even when I’m yelling at Phil, I can hear the words coming out of my mouth and I know that I sound crazy, but I can’t stop, and then I can’t be wrong, and then I just blame pregnancy. I think it’s frustrating for everyone in the house. Mostly the dogs.
Eats: Meh. I really haven’t had any cravings anymore. I’ve been on a big pineapple kick. Fruit has been a constant appearance in my diet, more so than normal. So fruit, and chocolate. There ya go.
Best moment of the week: Getting our pictures taken. And another surprise that I hope I can write about soon if it turns out to be true!! (it has nothing to do with the baby’s sex, sorry).
What I’m looking forward to: Seeing my family on Weds!
Milestones: The baby is actually gaining baby fat now. It’s getting super chunky. Which is good because no one wants a skinny baby. The eyes are opening now, which–what can a baby see in there? Darkness? Also, if BBWZL decides to come RIGHT has a 95% chance of survival. But let’s keep our fingers crossed for Feb 16th. Everything is prepared for that day. Not November.