It’s been a busy few weeks.
Biggest event that happened is my baby shower, which was absolutely
perfect and I’ll save that for a post on its own.
My sleeping has been pretty rough. I tend to go 3 to 4 days of very little
sleep, just uncomfortable and just in a total insomnia state where I’m wide
awake. Then I’ll sleep really well for a
few nights in a row and it just kinda goes back and forth like this. It’s frustrating but I guess the baby is
getting me ready for sleepless nights already.
Then I’m experiencing heartburn, acid reflex and indigestion
really bad. Especially at night, that is
partly why my sleep is terrible. I've
never had heartburn before and it’s a miserable feeling. I try to avoid certain foods for fear of
getting heartburn but it seems like everything I eat gives it to me, even a
fruit smoothie, weird huh!?! What’s that
old tale? Something like heartburn means
the baby has a lot of hair. We’ll see
about that.
Speaking of hair… everyone thinks she will be a red
head. And she may very well be. I have no problem with a little red head baby
girl. But let’s get real here… babies
come out and they don’t look like anything other than a newborn. I have no expectations and this baby looking
like me or Aaron or the mail man. I
really think all babies look darn near the same until a few months when their
physical characteristics start to pop. As
a friend shared a joke with me… newborns look like potatoes when they are
born. Ha, it’s kinda true though! Cute
lil potaters they are though!
We graduated from birthing classes this week. We also took a child care class that was very
beneficial. We learned a lot. Pretty
much every class there was something that made me excited and something that
made me say oh crap, I can’t undo this now and I have to go thru this! Our teacher
was so funny, she had a very dry sense of humor, the kind I don’t have but the
kind I appreciate. She would say things
very monotone like, “if you do a hospital
tour and you hear something that sounds like someone is pushing a large
appliance, you probably are hearing someone in labor.” And “try
to focus on something enjoyable like the ocean, expect I myself don’t like the
ocean. Nor do I like flying; I try to
think of flying as a high speed bus. And
the thought of being in space really makes me uneasy too.” She says these
things so dryly that I just look at Aaron and we both chuckle to ourselves at
how funny this lady was.
We did a hospital tour and it really is starting to feel
REAL. I can now envision myself being
there very soon. It’s surreal. It’s surreal to think life as we know it is
about to change very very soon. EEK!
My appointments are going great, getting really close to
going weekly rather than biweekly. Heart
rate is good, I’m measuring right on point (and the best part is I haven’t
gained any weight in 3 weeks but my belly is continuing to grow right on
schedule, YES! Hoping I’m losing in my buns when I’m gaining in the tums!) I thought I was done buying maternity clothes
but my sweatpants are starting to become unbearable, I might have to breakdown
and buy some maternity sweats. They fit,
I’m just sick and tired of pulling them up all the time. And I think it’s time to give up the
pre-maternity tanks for my maternity ones.
I look like a hot mess walking around the house in my sweats and regular
tank with my belly literally hanging out the bottom. I've gained 22 lbs altogether and I without a doubt feel 22 lbs heavier!
I’m starting to regret taking these weekly pictures. There will be no weekly pictures with baby #2
(given labor doesn't scare me out of wanting a baby #2). Wednesday morning pictures are really starting
to get old! But now since I've started,
I gotta finish them out.
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