Countdown Kicks on - 8 Weeks

Baby...why for must you kick me in my bladder? What did my ribs ever do to you? With 8 weeks left, that puts me at 32 weeks pregnant. Apparently this is the time when baby's movements "Peak" which is a nice way of saying you're going to get your butt kicked from the inside a lot. This baby hasn't been any delicate little kicker so far, but she has definitely kicked it into high gear and it's really not as pleasant as some people make it seem. "oooh it's so nice feeling my baby move in my belly" no way, that crap feels weird, and uncomfortable, and downright painful! And when the baby kicks you in the bladder for the hundredth time, you had darn sure better know where the bathroom is and the fastest way to waddle to it. Online quote for the week?

There is something surreal about watching a tiny foot move across your belly (and something uncomfortable about getting jabbed by a tiny elbow in the dead of night). Now that your baby is nice and big and mobile, you'll be getting kicked and prodded in all sorts of unexpected places. Oooof! Did you feel that one in the ribs?

The good news is that as fast as the baby grows at this phase the crazy kicking shouldn't last long. Soon she'll run out of room and will just squirm about squishing my bladder, lungs, stomach (heartburn!) and everything else.

Life is definitely getting uncomfortable, but it's still bearable because I am a tough ass beeotch. Sleeping sucks balls though. I'm sure you're tired of hearing about that so I'll just leave it at that.

The baby knows her big sisters name already. I've been trying to get Hannah to sit still long enough to feel the baby wiggling about. Every time I call Hannah to come over it's like the baby knows whats up and she stops moving. Poor Hannah thinks the baby hates her already.

The last week was pretty uneventful. I did go to my parents over the weekend with the whole herd (aka our family) and celebrated Mom's birthday, and Grandpa's 80th birthday. Goodness he's old...lol. I can't even imagine 80, and don't want to right now. I hope I still am able to have a ton of fun before I get to that age. Baby coming kind of limits my fun for a while, but I get to enjoy the fun of all the new things that babies do. Because those milestones are more exciting than anything else in the whole world right? Haha hah hah. Sure...

I'll keep this one short(ish) because I have a doctor's appointment on wednesday so maybe you'll get another update. If I feel like it. Boring pregnant chick out.

8.5 Weeks - The Burp Cloth Project!

I'm getting cabin fever. The summer was crazy, and then I had fall classes to go to almost every day. Well now that I'm taking online classes at home, they're much easier and take way less time and I am getting so insanely bored being stuck in the house all day. I know I could clean, but the house isn't THAT messy and it really wipes me out. So I have been hunting for projects to do. If any of you have suggestions or neat ideas let me know! I've still got a little over 8 weeks until this little sucker pops out.

Soooo I went out last weekend and bought some cute fabric. I guess I could have bargain shopped and collected cheap cuts over time, I do get lots of 50% off coupons for JoAnn's. But fabric isn't THAT expensive and the baby flannel and cotton prints are just so freaking cute! So I narrowed it down to a few favorites and bought some stuff to make burp cloths and a baby blanket.

This was a super easy project. All you have to do is figure out what size you want your stuff. It doesn't really have to be exact. Just make it wide enough to cover your shouler, and long enough to cover your front and back...you know...the area your baby will be projectile vomiting their formula over. Mine depended on how the lenght of the fabric (which is never exactly the same) and how much I could get out of it.

Then you take the two fabrics and sew them together at the edges with the right sides facing each other. Leave an opening with enough room to get your hand in there to flip it rightside out when you're done sewing. Then once you've flipped it right, put a simple stich in to hold it together and sew all the way around the edges. You're done!

This took me about 10 minutes per cloth including measuring, cutting and pinning time. Really simple.

I picked up this cheap fabric at Walmart (a place I hate) for only $2.97 a yard, the cuts frayed like crazy in the wash and weren't the best, but I liked the fabrics and the end product turned out super cute!


The picture at the top of the blog is my classy burp cloths. It's for when I want to go out and public and still look fashionable with puke on me. I also lucked out and happened to have enough double bias tape left over from another project to put a brown border around one of them. I'm tempted to go out and buy more to do the rest, but they still look fine the way they are.

Then I did a blanket, which was a little more challenging, just because it was fun to get all the edges to lay flat together, and used the rest of the cute green lady bug fabric and hot pink fabric to make a couple oversized burp cloths.


Oh and here's a picture of me from last weekend. Am I huge or what?


So that's it for my project for this week. Again, I am looking for some fun ideas so if you have any send them my way!

Also that horrible hip pain I was having at my 9 week update is still there, but now it's just mostly at night when I roll over on my left side and curse the pregnancy gods. My left side has ALWAYS been my go-to side for sleeping so this is really throwing me off at night, and it hurts so freaking bad. But I'll live. Thanks for caring.

9 Weeks left -HIP HIP Hurtsay!

As of today, I have 60 days left. That's like two months, or 9 weeks if I am tortured with this affliction until my estimated due date. That's not much time!

Valentine's Day came and went. I still think it's a stupid holiday. I did get a nice card from my husband the weekend BEFORE Valentine's Day though. And he was nice enough to put the new dresser together for the baby and hang the pictures that go with the crib set. Now we've got the big stuff together and we just need the little things to go with it. Kinda neat. The furniture looks great in the room and I'm very pleased with everything I picked out.

I'm sure you're DYING to hear what my new symptom of the week is! I was hoping to get a week off from pregnancy pains, but Nooooooo!

During the second and third trimester, your baby's head may rest heavily on the sciatic nerve in the lower part of the spinal canal. Sciatica, the pain, numbness, and/or tingling you feel as a result, begins deep in the buttocks and radiates down the back of your legs.

Hip pain! Hip pain that goes all the way down to my big toe. It's lovely and fun. I wake up in the middle of the night with the left half of my ass and leg asleep, and yet under the sleeping part is this stabbing brutal pain that makes it almost impossible to waddle my way to the bathroom to have my middle of the night wee's. Thanks! I totally needed that!

Last Wednesday I felt some pains on the way to my math class. For some silly reason I thought it was because my pant were too tight. That in itself was silly, because I was wearing my maternity pants which are not tight. Then it happened again and I was like "ooooh I remember those, that's a contraction" Sonofabiznatch that hurts. I had these lovely crampy pains all through my 2 hour class.

My husband who has been pregnant many times just said "that's normal". Although in his defense he has been around a knocked up woman a time or two so he probably is kind of a Daddy expert on the whole thing by now. But no...more than a few contractions that are about 4-5 minutes apart for a couple hours is not normal. So I went home chugged enough water to make me nauseous and tried to lay down. Unfortunately all the water chugging made me have to get up to wee every 10 minutes. But I managed to relax and after another hour they stopped.

That night I had the most lovely aching belly that lasted into the next day. I also woke up with the lovely feeling that someone had rudely kicked me in my pelvic region, this was painful enough to wake me up a few times. In between that and the insanely horrid hip pain I've been having some miserable nights.

I'm not sure if the baby flipped around after that day of painful contractions or what, but I've gotten notably more uncomfortable. I was really hoping I wouldn't feel this yuck this early, but oh well. Such is life as a pregnant woman!

I have a doc visit next week so we'll see what he has to say.

Nesting hasn't kicked in yet in the real world, but in my Animal Crossing town it's been running rampant. I've chopped down almost every single tree in my town so that I could replace them with neat(ish) rows of apple trees, cedar trees in one far corner, and certain types of flowers in certain areas of town. Flowers that don't belong are quickly plucked and moved elsewhere, and we have a lovely row of coconut trees growing along the beach shore.

Realizing that I was bored I decided maybe I needed a more constructive project so I went out over the weekend to buy some cute baby flannel and cotton prints and have started making blankets and burp cloths. I have realized that I am a genius when it comes to sewing things that are square shaped. It makes you feel like you've accomplished something and my lovely hubbie was nice enough to say that they look like the ones you get from the store.

"Only CUTER"...I added.

Maybe I'll do another blog this week once I've totally completed the project. It really is about the most simple thing I've ever sewn and I believe anyone could make these. Only they wouldn't be as cute as mine.

Ok I'm bored with this for now, and it's getting long again. Thanks for hanging in there with me. I'm going to go put my feet up and find that heating pad.

The Countdown Begins - 10 Weeks

There's not much to do when you're pregnant, and even less when you get to the final weeks other than sit around and be miserable. But somewhere starting around the ten week countdown to baby you start to realize that it's all going to happen pretty soon. You're not getting out of it, you're not getting any smaller, and very soon the poor amount of sleep you're getting because you're so freaking UNCOMFORTALBE when you're trying to sleep will seem like heaven compared to having a baby that keeps you up all night. So you should take advantage of this time and relax right?

Wrong. I'm 30 weeks now and I thought I was getting out of this pregnancy without having all the insane pregnancy hormones. Wrong again. They've flamed up like a bra burning fire at a lesbian convention. Why am I sitting at my desk crying at 9am? Who knows? But I'm rather upset that it's smudging my makeup. For the most part I'm still feeling great though. I just am so uncomfortable at bed time, it feels like my belly is pulling me one way, I wake up with aching hips and stuffing a pillow between my legs doesn't seem to make a difference. Oh and somebody still snores...I've tried fighting back by turning the bed into a dutch oven with my farts...but still he snores. I'm glad someone can sleep!

Bill was a good hubbie and got the crib put together last week. He went out this weekend and bought a mattress and some baby detergent and washed the crib sheets and mostly had the bed all set up when I got home from my parents. What a good guy. I tossed up some cute matching wall stickers and we still need to put the dresser together (and by we I mean he...it's hella heavy) and hang the matching wall art that is sooo cute! But it's really neat to have the crib there and realize there will be someone living in it shortly.

Other than that, there's not really much going on. I've been having fun getting baby clothes here and there but haven't gone crazy yet with shopping, at least I don't think so. Everything is so freaking cute though! It's hard to restrain myself sometimes, but I'm still pretty well behaved I think when it comes to spending money...maybe...hee hee.

It is really hard though being newly married and pregnant. Knowing that you're going to gain weight and be out of shape for a while when what you wanted was to look hot for your hubbie for at least a few years :) Hopefully he'll put up with me and my fluffiness for a little while. At least I'm still cute, or so my daughter tells me...lol.

Enough for now, I'll try to update weekly until this little sea otter pops out, if for no other reason than to give myself something to do OTHER than my schoolwork that I should REALLY start getting ahead on.

Fat chick out!

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!