Time to get shopping!

Soooo let's see. I'm 29 weeks today. I realized I haven't blogged in forever, mostly because I haven't thought of anything amusing to say. Or if I did, I was too lazy to take the time to write anything about it. Lazy seems to be the theme of the last few days. I'm tired, but not terribly so. I did read a funny 29 weeks pregnant article today and wanted to share that because as with every other weekly article...it just fits.

Your Body
Let's get right to the point: You're a bloated, water-retaining mess. Chances are good you can't get your sneakers on or your wedding ring off, so get comfy in your slippers. Your pants don't fit. Your shirts don't fit. And now, thanks to the swelling in your feet, your shoes don't fit. You can thank a wonderful thing called edema for that. Go edema!

I stole this one from 3dpregnancy.parentsconnect.com

I finally got some new shoes in the mail last week. Mine aren't fitting, because like everything else on me when I get to the last trimester of pregnancy (OMG LAST TRIMESTER ALREADY?!?!) nothing fits. My feet, which were already boat sized to begin with have gotten a little bigger, and although Hannah has offered to tie my shoes for me since I'm unable to do so without hyperventilating, I quickly learned that she isn't always there when I want my shoes tied. She did kindly offer to stay home and allow me to home school her, so that my shoes will alwas be taken care of, but I declined her generous offer. Tucking my shoelaces into my snug shoes became tiresome, and my lovely husband offered me his. I thanked him, as I did when he said I didn't need maternity clothes, I could just wear his big tshirts and sweaters, and when he said he had plenty of jackets for me to wear. I maintain that although I am pregnant and realize that no one wants me right now, I'd still like to pretend I'm attractive, even if I look like a beached bloated whale. What was the point of this ridiculously long paragraph? Oh...I got some slip on Rockport shoes online, size 10, and they're really comfy.

What else interesting have I done? Hmmm...nothing! I did get started on baby stuff shopping. With the help of my mother who knows all I decided that the $249 dresser that matches the crib I like was a more economical purchase in the long run than buying the $119 changing table that would become useless after the baby was out of diapers...unless I wanted to use it as a towel rack...changing tables kind of look like towel racks to me. However, they didn't have it in stores, and shipping online was $90. Goodness! Someone somewhere wanted me to have this dresser though, it was just meant to be because our local Target happened to have one tossed down with all the other cribs in boxes and how I spotted it I'm not sure, but I did and there was muuuuch rejoicing. We picked that up along with the crib and although we haven't put them together yet, I feel better having the biggest purchases out of the way and sitting in the bedroom where they will soon be assembled and also soon filled with baby! I picked up my crib set from my mom's house too and it's cuter than it looked online and definitely very classy. No silly animals and hearts and babyish stuff for this one, noooo she needs classy stuff to pee on.

I did a baby registry at Target just to get the $20 gift card they give you to start one. That went towards my first baby clothes purchase. It's amazing how much you can get for $20 (yippeee Target clearance!) I only wish clothes for my older kids were that cheap. Then a couple weeks later the kids and I were at the mall in G'ville and I let them each pick out an outfit. This was supposed to distract them for a while as I rummaged through the maternity clothes clearance section for something new to wear. It didn't. Ethan suprised me by being the indecisive one when it came to baby clothes for his new sister, he picked out about a dozen things and finally settled on a lady bug jumper. Hannah wanted to pass along her odd mixing of colors to the baby, but I refused to let her get the onesie with the skirt claiming too many layers makes for difficult diaper changes and lets just keep it simple shall we? Still it was cute to see the kids pick some stuff out for their new sister and actually be excited about it. Ethan is especially happy that he won't be the youngest kid anymore and finally gets to be older than someone.

OH! I did have a fairly amusing story to share and I totally almost forgot it. I had my 28 week checkup/torture-fest this week. My visit part was really quick, everything is measuring well ( I guess... I didn't ask), I gained 3 pounds in 3 weeks...oh well...and baby's heartbeat is great. I'm having no major pains or anything crazy going on so I was in and out like a burger. Then came the Gestational Diabetes test. This is a cruel and gross thing to do to a pregnant woman and I tried to opt out of it but my mean doctor wouldn't let me. So I drank the evil orange syrup soda from hell and sat for an hour reading a sleazy romance novel while men in onesies walked back and forth in front of me. I was told to let them know when I had to pee so they could collect it.

Have you ever tried to pee in a cup when you couldn't see below your belly to see if you were hitting the cup or not? That was gross.

But my pee wasn't enough for the evil lab people, no...they wanted my blood too. Now the last time they took my blood they laid me down because I have a history of fainting. I did really well last time so I didn't even mention it this time, figuring I could do it sitting up like a normal person. That whole fainting while giving blood thing is a mental thing and I am totally in control enough to block out whatever craziness it is that makes me faint. Right?

Wrong. The lab guy pops in the second vial in a very undelicate way and I get woozy, and he gets worried, and they call another guy to help walk me over to lay me down. Only this time they lay me down backwards and ask me to elevate my knees. I'm already horribly dizzy and clammy and this position forces not only the yucky orange crap to head away from my tummy towards my head, but also the blueberry muffins and banana and 3 glasses of water I drank that morning (ok fine 2 glasses) and I start feeling sick.

So here I am, knees bent, paler than I was coming in, one guy draining all of my blood, another moving a trash can near my head and telling the other guy he doesn't like my color and both of them telling me it's ok to turn my head and throw up, they don't mind. Well I mind ok?!?!?! How on earth was I supposed to lay still with a needle stuck in my hand and lean over and throw up while keeping my hand still, and not get puke in my hair and on my clothes, and to boot I was in the front office of the lab so everyone in the whole clinic would hear me puke! No thank you! Somehow I was able to not throw up although it was sooo close a time or ten, and the evil lab guys decided they could work with the blood they had collected so far.

And did I get a call this week saying I had GD or any other strange issues that warranted the tortourous blood work? No. I hate them so much.

My new year's resolution to eat better lasted pretty long. I've kind of strayed over the last week or two and I really believe that is contributing to my feeling lazy and not so great. Or it could just be that I'm getting big. But I bet it has a little to do with it. So my mission this week is to get back on track with that, and weather willing start getting some walking in. The weather really has been total crap. It's almost like some evil force is working against me and wants me to get totally out of shape. It may be time to break out the Wii Fit Plus I got for Christmas and do some major walking in place....lol.

Maybe I'll update this again in a more timely fashion next time. Maybe.

Oh what a happy pig am I!

I'm 26 weeks along now, which is 5.9 months according to some pregnancy week/month converter thingy. But I'm the one that's pregnant so I'm going to go ahead and say I'm 6 months. Wow! Along with being 26 weeks comes RLS or restless leg syndrome for those that don't know their initials and leg cramps. Just like every other stupid pregnancy symptom out there I started getting this one a day or two ago. Do I really have to get everything? Or am I just a pregnancy hypochondriac?

I've been doing well with my healthyish eating so far. Last night was interesting though. Bill and I dumped Hannah off with the neighbors and went out do dinner at the Macaroni Grill...yum! This was the first time I felt like a big pregnant pig of a woman. I was starving!! I swear I must have eaten half the little loaf of bread they brought us, then a hunk of fried cheese which was not the best fried cheese I have ever eaten and I do consider myself somewhat of a fried cheese expert, and usually we've been ordering one entree and sharing because my appetite hasn't been that great, but I ordered my own fettucini alfredo with chicken and would have eaten the entire thing had it not made me feel like a giant pig! I did however order the lemon pound cake with fresh strawberries that I had been lusting after ever since I saw it in the menu. Damn them and their pretty dessert pictures!! Damn them to you know where! But it was only $1.99 and a small portion of yummy sugar crusted lemon pound cake and considering I never order dessert I felt like...oh who am I kidding I felt like a pig! But I was a darned happy pig!

After dinner Bill and I braved the insanely cold temperatures and walked 20 feet from the restaraunt into the mall. My poor belly felt streched to it's limits. Bill said it was because I ate so darned much, but sadly, as much as I ate, I didn't feel like I had overeaten. I felt like a happy pig with a comfortably full belly, not overstuffed. Which felt great, because I've simply been starving the last few days even though I have been grazing all day the healthy stuff I picked up. Maybe I'm hitting a growth spurt, maybe I'm meant to be 500 pounds by the time I'm done. Last night I just didn't care. And this morning I woke up not starving for the first time in a while and I just feel great. So if gorging myself is wrong, I don't want to be right!

I started online classes this week and I'm pretty excited about that. I can work ahead in all of my classes so I don't see that being much of a problem with me being pregnant and popping this worm out sometime during the semester. If I just get motivated and get ahead I should be mostly done with classes by the time the baby gets here, which would be ideal. We'll see how long my motivation lasts. Yesterday I started to do my American History reading and was watching the neighbors baby. Bill and the baby fell asleep in the recliner and after reading just a couple pages of my history book I was napping away with them. LOL.

What else is new...oh I got some new fatty pregnant woman tops because I was already growing out of the ones I got from Target, I must say I'm pretty dissapointed with Targets clothes. I think a maternity top should last THROUGH your maternity and not stop fitting at 6 months...I'm not THAT big. So I ordered 5 tops from www.kikisfashions.com and got those in the mail yesterday. I love getting stuff in the mail! Three of the tops fit and are really cute, though I will be suprised if one of them (that I am wearing right now) lasts until the end. But it looks cute now and that's all that matters. The other two are going back. One was so insanely tight that I couldn't breath, which is sad because I liked it the best. The other was the opposite, huge like a freaking tent and ugly. So back it goes too. But the other three are cute and will stay and I'm pretty happy.

That's it for now, I think I might haul Hannah off to the mall and let her spend her gift cards she got for christmas and make her buy me something yummy from Starbucks. Later losers!

Stupid Christmas cookies...

Well I just got back from my 25 week checkup. The Doc was on vacation so I'm a week behind on visits. Everything is still going great, but I definitely packed the pounds on over Christmas. I knew I would, but that tilt of the scale still freaks you out a bit. Besides, I left my shoes on...and they weight at least 5 pounds, right? I guess if you figure it's been 5 week since my last visit, 10 pounds isn't THAT bad, that's like 2 pounds a week. God lord I'm getting fat...lol. Oh well. The doctor was not worried at all and told me that gaining a total of 13 pounds at 25 weeks was really good and I shouldn't worry at all. I said I'm sure everyone gained weight over the holidays but he said NO he actually LOST weight over the holidays and that's when I kicked him in the face.

Doc said not to worry about the insomnia that is driving me crazy. He also said that nap I took yesterday was a big no no, but gosh darn it I was soooo tired. Benadryl is ok to take, but it hasn't been working for me. Luckily I'm a stay at home mom, or so he says, but that full load of classes I'm going to be taking still requires my brain to function there doctor smarty pants!! If it's still bugging me at the next visit he'll address it then. It may have just been stress (lord knows I've been under some) and the extra stuff going on from the holidays and hopefully I'll get back to normal soon.

I finally got an update on how my ultrasound went, he said everything looks great. Baby is sitting breech and I told him that the majority of the ass kicking the baby is giving me is still extremely low so I'm sure she's still hanging around all funky in there. It's really an unpleasant feeling you know, getting kicked in your butt and your bladder all the time. I told the Doc this and he just laughed at me. He said we'll do a quick ultrasound at my 28 week checkup to see if she's flipped herself around the right way. Yipeee!! Another ultrasound! That's about the ONLY thing to look forward to on the next visit.

I go back in three weeks for my 28 week checkup...glucose test time, and blood work...WAH! I still tried to get out of it, but he said Nuh-uh no way. I guess pouting doesn't work as well when your lips are all fat from eating ten pounds of candy cane cookies.

Oh and he measured my belly and said I'm measuring a little big, at 27. For those that don't know, your belly at this point should measure along with how far you are, so I should be at 25 since I'm 25 weeks. He still insists the baby will be born on April 17th right on time, and on his birthday.

Everything is still good though, a little swelling but I've had that all along, heartbeat is perfect and everyone is still hanging in there! I'm going to go have some more cookies now...tata!

New Year...healthy crap eating time!

I'd love to be able to update and say that the insufferable insomnia that I was dealing with weeks ago has subsided. I can't say it though, and it's really starting to wear me out. I've tried staying up a little later, taking warm baths before bed, drinking warm milk...nada! I cannot fall asleep and by the time I do I have to wake up to pee at 3am and then I can't fall back asleep again. Tomorrow Hannah starts back to school so I'll be up at 6am every day which reduces the amount of sleep I can get...no sleeping in for me. I'm sure I'll survive, but oh man am I tired.

We survived the holidays pretty well. I think everyone had a good time. Jen & Lance stopped over for a night and dealt pretty well with the insanity that is our house with four kids in it. The parents were smart and hid out in their condo as much as possible, but we did get a lot of quality time with everyone. A week with the kids about made me lose my mind, but I didn't have much left to lose. Pregnancy and insomnia really reduces the amount of constant noise you can handle and last week was definitely a test for my sanity. But I lived.

It seems like we've been eating nothing but junk since Thanksgiving. The Thanksgiving leftovers gave way to Christmas cookies and junk and with the kids around we tend to cook less and go for the easy unhealthy stuff. My body is telling me it's sick of it all and I'm listening. I've still done great with my pregnancy weight gain. No, I'm not a weight obsessed person. If you know me you know that I am not a picture of a healthy person, I like my junk food. But I am seriously burnt out on it. I also think that for being 25 weeks pregnant, gaining almost 10 pounds so far is great. I'd like to stay on that same track.

The last few months is when the fat packs on. The little worm is only about a pound and a half right now and since the baby has to get bigger I'm assuming that means that my weight will have to go up since I'm carrying the little bugger around. I surfed around online and printed out some daily guidelines for what I should be eating. I didn't see anything that said 3 servings of pizza, 2 servings of sodium loaded lunchmeat, and 2-3 servings per day of peanut butter balls.

So Hannah and I treked out to the grocery store today and bought about 95% health food. Hannah wants to know why when I eat healthy SHE has to eat healthy and I just explained to her that she'll live. I stocked up on fruits, veggies, whole grain crap, granola, yogurt, basically everything I like to eat on the list of reccomended foods. I did seriously realize I have NOT been eating any of the right foods. Hopefully this will help me in the last few months to gain some healthy weight and get me in some good habits for after the baby comes. I'm too pretty to be fat :)

I've got a doctor's visit this week. My doc was on vacation for the hoiday so my 24 week checkup is actually a 25 week checkup and it will be my first visit since the radiologist. I'll see if my scale and his scale are meshing again and probably update everyone with the details later this week.

Hannah got a new scooter for Christmas so in addition to our healthier eating, which I really am excited about seriously, we'll try and do some walking every day now that the stabbing round ligament pains seem to be over with. That kept me from walking before because I was really afraid I'd get a few blocks away from home and just not be able to make it back, it was that bad most days.

Oh and classes start back this week for me, but I've just got my online ones starting on Thursday. I'm taking three online and just one I have to go to the college for so I think this should be an easy week and a great one to get a nice workout/healthy diet going.

I'm bored with typing now...and bet you're bored with reading. Peace out homies!