Thursday, January 29, 2009

Cat! Cat! Bacon! Cat!

Jack just discovered our neighbor's cat, who had somehow escaped their apartment and was crouched behind their little girl's sled in the hallway that leads outside. We let them know about their escapee and they took it back in, but Jack is still running around the apartment sniffing corners and on full alert for another hidden cat. I think he may think it's a game similar to an easter egg hunt-with hidden terrified cats in every nook and cranny.

Monday, January 26, 2009

27 Weeks


I've had to buy some new clothes, as the non-pregnant ones are beyond too small. I took this first picture, and then realized how arched my back was. I stood up straight and took this one:
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And I don't look nearly as pregnant. Also, I really should clean the mirrors in my bathroom. What a disgrace!

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Nicki's rediculously late birthday gift


This post is just to prove that I'm not making up my sister's birthday present. So far it's only 3 weeks late. Here is a little sneak peek.
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26 weeks


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Great advice in unexpected places

Found in a book I bought 3 years ago on fashion and other girly things:

"You'll never get anywhere arguing the following: Politics, Religion, Childrearing."

Sunday, January 18, 2009

This is new...

So I remember getting charlie horses in 10th grade a lot. I would wake up in the middle of the night and point my toes (no, OW OW OW OW) than flex them until the cramp went away, silently becoming rigid and working out the kink and then trying not to move my foot again for the rest of the night. These apparently come back for some women during pregnancy (YAY!) and I am not the exception. I've woken up a couple of nights and just worked it out by pointing, ouch! no- flexing my foot and then gone right back to sleep. However, on Saturday morning I woke up with one in my calf and then when I pointed, (*ouch*) flexed my foot I got another one in the front of my leg too! So if I worked out the one in the back then I flared up the one in the front and I couldn't get either one to go away. David rolled over and asked me what was wrong, and after I told him about it he offered to help me massage the top one away so I could relax and finish sleeping until noon. We went to a late breakfast later on and I asked him how he knew something was wrong, since I was trying not to disturb him and being so quiet.

Apparently I wasn't so quiet after all. When I wake up a lot during the night, or get charlie horses, or can't get comfortable, apparently I do this really loud sighing thing that he thought was my way of saying "I don't want you to think I am trying to keep you up, but WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP and be miserable with me". Whoops. It reminded me of when my mom went into labor with my brother Brady over Christmas break during my freshman year in college. She slept on the other couch in the living room with me and would not stop groaning in her sleep and moving around. Finally I asked her "What!? Is!? Wrong!? With?! You!?" and she apologized, explaining she was trying to "quietly" cope with her contractions.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Thanks Melissa and Peggy!!

We recently received a fancy new car seat from David's mom and sister. We have a friend who is all about consumer reports and crash test ratings and did all the research for us and highly recommended this seat. We also decided to get a convertable seat instead of a regular infant seat and then buying another one when he turns one. This means we can't take it out of the car and lug it in and out of places, but we don't have to buy another one later. And you can't see it in this picture, but this seat came with a cup holder. Perfect for baby's first coffee cup- apparently David started drinking "coffee milk" at age 2.

25 weeks

The weirdest part of taking these pictures has been knowing that I have another 3 and a half months and 5 or 6 more pounds of baby to go.

And for some full on, distorted belly wierdness...

Thursday, January 8, 2009

6 month checkup

We had another appointment with our midwife today, and so far things look good. The baby was measuring right on track and the heartbeat was in the 130s. However apparently my midwife is going away for a couple of months and I will be meeting in with a new midwife next time. It isn't that big of a deal, since whichever midwife is on call the day or night I go into labor is the one that will likely deliver the baby, it will still be interesting to be 7 months pregnant and meet a new provider for a couple of visits or so. I will also have to drink the neon orange glucose drink that I've heard such nasty things about for a (routine) gestational diabetes test next time around, so that is another thing to look forward to.

I feel like I haven't done any real preparation aside from accumulating gifts from friends and family, and now I am staring down choices in childbirth preparation classes (the one I'm leaning towards is a lengthy 2 hours every Tuesday for 7 weeks!), hospital tours, and a midwife meet and greet so that you can at least claim to have seen the person who delivers your baby if your midwife isn't around that night. We did, however, pick up a brand new car seat today (Thank you, Peggy!) so we have everything now that we are legally required to have to bring a baby home from the hospital. You know, just in case he shows up 4 months early.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Whoops! Happy New Year guys!

Sorry about my month long blog hiatus. To keep it completely real, after thanksgiving I took two belly pictures and promptly deleted them because I am vain, then we came to Arkansas for a couple of weeks. I loved getting to see you guys and had a wonderful holiday. I think all of that great southern food and hearing things aside from how huge I was (maybe I ranted enough that everyone was scared to tell me if I was huge) did me some real good.

We got back on the evening of the 29th, and David and I went to our local Japanese hibachi place for our third year anniversary. We also spent some time finding bins and baskets and shelves to help us organize the (much appreciated) baby loot that keeps rolling through the door. He isn't even here yet and he has more clothes, shoes, and space than David and I have I think!

Then for New Years Eve we hung out with some friends and had pizza rolls and sushi and sparkling apple cider ( I did anyway) and watched the ball drop. Since I stayed up until one or so, I slept most of the next day. My new year's resolutions are as follows:

1. Have a baby.
2. Name him something.
3. Accept help when someone offers.
4. Adjust to new life as best as I can

Anything beyond those are far too ambitious. I'm sure I'll make enough mistakes as a new mother that I won't need the extra guilt of not losing the baby weight in 4 weeks and having an all natural birth and keep house spotless and whatnot. My priorities are have a named baby and figure the rest out as I go.

Finally, my belly gets in the way when I bend over or try to roll over in bed. That's all I have to say about that.

I do feel him kicking all the time now, which is cool and especially funny if I'm holding another kid on top of the belly. For the super curious, I have gained about 10 pounds so far, or twelve if you count the two I lost during my first trimester. I weighed myself after my 3 Christmas dinners and I had gained almost six pounds. Yikes.