Counting Down

I’m 30 weeks pregnant.  Only 10 weeks until my due date!  I feel like I’ve reached the point when the focus changes to the weeks left rather than how far along I am.  Gears are shifting towards preparing for labor and delivery.  I’m also starting to feel VERY pregnant.  I no longer look in the mirror and think, “Ohhh look I’m showing more! =)” …now it’s, “This thing is still growing?! =O”  I love that baby is growing in there and LOVE that he’s big enough now that I can feel him every time he moves.  It just amazes me how the woman’s body stretches and adapts for a baby.  Nathan says it’s funny looking (“it” being my belly) and I have to agree with him a little.  See for yourself.

(I remember when this sweatshirt used to be baggy.) It’s getting harder to sleep.  My hips and back ache.  Okay, I’ll be honest, it’s getting harder to sit and stand too.  I can’t stay in one position for too long before something starts to ache.  Please do not mistake this for complaining, just a statement of fact.  I am so happy to be in my third trimester but I am starting to understand what other mothers have been telling me…the last couple of months are uncomfortable.  I make the best of it by living in yoga pants every second that I’m at home.  These are the first thing I put on when I get home from work. =)

But enough about me.  How’s baby boy doing?  He’s getting fat. He’s putting on more layers of fat and getting plumper by the day.  According to the average he is around 3lbs, maybe closer to 4!  I’m drinking tons of milk for his growing and hardening bones.  This little guy is just hanging out and preparing for life outside of the womb.  Here is an animation of what it looks like from the inside.

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We’re doing well, baby and me.  Nathan has been able to feel him from the outside quite a bit.  He is so excited to have a son on the way.  He’s already making a ton of plans.  This little boy will have fishing poles, rifles, bows, and the best toys.  His daddy is a kid at heart and can’t wait to play! =)  Our little family is going to be just wonderful.  Life is good to us. ❤

29 Weeks Pregnant

Every baby and pregnancy is different but according to the average, our baby is now about 2 3/4lbs and almost a foot long crown to rump.  My uterus is about 4 inches above my belly button.  That would explain this:

I’m still doing very well.  There are days (like today) when the nausea comes back or my lower back aches, but I’ve still had a very easy pregnancy.  I am so thankful for that.  I never heard back from the doctor after my glucose test so it must be safe to assume that my levels were good and I passed.  I go back to the doctor in 2 weeks and I’m sure they’ll tell me how it turned out.  Nathan and I also got our pre-interview scheduled at the hospital for December 14th.  Wow.  This is really happening!

Rewind to June 6th, 2011

Let’s back up a bit to the day I found out I was pregnant.  Here’s my story.

First, a little background information:
Nathan and I had a bet.  Nathan was determined it would take us one month to get pregnant.  He strongly believed he would be efficient in getting the job done.  Now, it isn’t that I didn’t believe in my husband but you have to know that I have an irregular ovulation cycle and the doctor had told me years ago that while it takes the average couple about one year to get pregnant it might take me up to three.  So, I didn’t see it happening in one month, these things take time.  We had decided that if we had it our way we’d get pregnant in September.  Nathan wanted to start trying in September (it was only going to take us a month in his mind so it made perfect sense: have a lot of unprotected sex in September, get pregnant in September.)  I just knew it would take us longer and wanted to start trying in the Spring.  So we compromised and decided we’d start trying in July.  This conversation took place while Nathan and I were out on a date after I passed my Washington State Teaching Certification tests.  It was May.  I stopped taking my birth control to let it get out of my system and we stopped being so careful.

June 6, 2011.
I was 3 days late for my period.  I didn’t really think a whole lot of it because truth be told my period never started at the same time in the month.  I have a very irregular cycle so I didn’t even really consider myself “late.”  A gal in my book club, who is a nurse for Dr. Berg, had told me to buy pregnancy tests at the dollar store because they do the exact same thing as the $14 First Response tests.  It was my first day of summer break so my best friend Lacie and I were out running around.  We stopped by the dollar store and I picked up a couple boxes of the $1 pregnancy tests just to have some.  When I got home I thought, “Hmm I could be a few days late…why not take a test just to confirm that I’m not pregnant so I don’t have to ponder that option.  After all, the test was only $1!”  So I pee’d in a cup, used the little dropper to drop a little bit of pee on the stick and walked away.  I started picking up the house, gathered laundry, and then went to check my stick totally expecting to see only one line (a negative result.)  What I saw was this:

I picked up the test and looked really closely at that faint second line.  At first I wasn’t sure if I was just seeing things or if that faint little line really was there.  Then I wondered if that even counted.  I was in disbelief.  I mean, this test was from the DOLLAR STORE!  There was a good chance it was wrong.  I immediately went to Albertsons and grabbed a First Repsonse.  This time I was really nervous during those two minutes that I waited for my test results.  This time I saw this:

Uhm, yep that is definitely two lines!!  My heart was racing but I still just wasn’t convinced.  I couldn’t be pregnant…Nathan and I weren’t even trying yet!  Back to Albertsons I went.  I needed to see the word “pregnant” so I bought a digital read out test.  By now it was already 4:45 and Nathan usually gets home between 5:00-5:30.  I was running out of time.  I was also running out of pee.  I started to chug water and pushed out as many little drops as I could onto my third stick. 

No mistaking that one.  I was happy, excited, nervous, anxious, scared, and over-joyed all at the exact same time.  This lasted about 5 seconds and then my mind was consumed with “How am I going to tell Nathan?!  What will he say?  What will he think?”  I immediately started making his favorite dinner, spaghetti.  Then I wrapped the pregnancy test in a heart-shaped bag and hid it in the closet.  When Nathan got home I put on an Oscar-worthy performance acting as normal as possible when inside my blood was running through my veins and my heart was about to pound right through my chest.  We sat and ate dinner together and talked about normal work day things.  I was surprised Nathan hadn’t noticed the fork shaking in my hand as I took each bite.  Finally he was done eating so I made a move before he could leave the dinner table and grabbed his gift. 

 He had a worried expression when he saw it and said, “Did I forget something? What’s this for?” 
“It’s just because I love you,” I told him.  He unwrapped the positive pregnancy test, looked at it in his hands, then looked up at me and said, “Really?”  After I nodded yes his exact words were, “I TOLD YOU SO!” (See why the background information was important now…you have to understand that my husband is extremely competitive so the first thought to enter his mind when he found out I was pregnant was that he was RIGHT! It only took us one month to get pregnant.)   Neither one of us could stop smiling.

I grabbed the calendar and looked over the dates of my last period and my first positive pregnancy test.  I also looked at days Nathan and I hadn’t been very careful and concluded that the very FIRST time we ever had 100% unprotected sex (in the 6 years we’ve been together) I got pregnant. 

We hadn’t been “trying” yet and it took both of us by surprise…but we both landed on cloud 9 that night. =)

Hello 3rd Trimester!

Well, here we are.  I’ve made it to my last trimester of pregnancy.

I’ve said it before, and I’m sure I’ll say it again, time is going by so quickly.  It seems like only days ago my heart was pounding as I was preparing Nathan’s favorite meal for dinner knowing that I was minutes away from revealing to him that we’re going to add another member to our family (I was 5 weeks pregnant then.)  Now here we are just a few short months away from the big event!

Nov. 14th Doctor’s Appointment

I had another doctor’s appointment today.  It went really well.  I had to be screened for gestational diabetes.  I chose the fruit punch flavor of the drink I had to down in 5 minutes.  It really wasn’t too bad.  Tasted like a melted popsicle and since I like sweet stuff so much I kind of liked it.  The nurse called me back and gave me some information about labor and delivery.  She gave me a number to call to set up my pre-delivery appointment with the hospital.  She also had me sign my consent for pain medication and gave me some forms to fill out for St. Joe’s.  As she was going over this information I found myself a little overwhelmed with emotion, I had to fight back the tears.  My response surprised me a little bit.  I just don’t think it has really sunk in that tomorrow I start my third trimester and that this pregnancy really is almost over.  Today I realized that the labor and delivery isn’t a ways down the road…nope, it’s in my near future.  2.5 months or less.  And I know how fast that amount of time will go.  Having a son isn’t going to be a fantasy for much longer.  I guess that realization really hit me today as the nurse was giving me all of this information and I found myself a little emotional.

Anyway, after that the doctor came in and he had all good things to say.  I’ve gained 16lbs to date and Dr. Urquhart said, “Perfect.  Absolutely perfect.  I’d like you to gain about 10 more pounds to put you at 26lbs total weight gain.  This should put you back at your pre-pregnancy weight by your 6 week postpartum check up.”  This put a rather big smile on my face.  I like it when a doctor calls me perfect. =)  Baby’s heart rate was in the 140’s and my blood pressure was normal.

Now, as long as I DON’T get a phone call from Valley Medical tomorrow about today’s test results I’ll be in good shape.  “No news is good news.”  Crossing my fingers!!

Obsessed with Baby’s Clothes

How can you not fall in love with baby clothes?  Specifically newborn and 0-3 months.  Just the size, regardless of color and pattern, makes any woman’s heart melt and scares the sh*t out of any man.  SO SMALL, TINY, ITTY BITTY.  So sweet.  How can anyone that can fit into this be anything but sweet?!

It’s true.  I am obsessed with my baby’s clothes.  I handle them almost everyday and daydream about a cute little baby boy fitting inside of them.  A little boy I can cuddle and kiss and spoil.  C’mon, these outfits are adorable!

Who wouldn’t be handsome wearing this?

Of course our son is going to be dressed like this from time to time. =)

And I can’t wait to see a chubby little diaper booty stuffed into these! Love it.

27 Weeks…the Last Week of My 2nd Trimester

“A mother’s joy begins when new life is stirring inside… when a tiny heartbeat is heard for the very first time, and a playful kick reminds her that she is never alone.” ~Author: Unknown

Well, I have made it to the last week of my 2nd trimester.  And now that I’m fianlly getting around to write about my 27th week I am only a few short days away from my 3rd, and final, trimester.  I can’t believe how quickly this pregnancy is going. 

I am thankful for a healthy pregnancy.  I have yet to have any complications and I pray that it is in the plans to continue that way.  As blessed as I feel to be pregnant, I feel even more blessed to be passing good health to my unborn son.  I can’t complain, but I will state the obvious…I am very tired at the end of the day.  For all of you that have children, especially more than one, you know exactly how exhausting it is to make sure all of their emotional and physical needs are met throughout the day as well as ensuring that they are being challenged to grow as indepedent people.  Now try doing that job with 20 children all at the same time.  Life as a teacher.  It wears me out at the end of the day when my body is not trying to grow a child of its own. After I send my third graders out the door I head to cheerleading practice where I coach 12 junior high girls that are challenging in completely different ways. 

 Exhaustion is the only word I can use to describe how I feel these days. 

It makes me happy to come home to a supportive husband who has a fire burning in the wood stove that I can cuddle up next to after dinner and fall asleep on the couch. =)

My uterus has grown large enough now that it is pushing against some of my ribs and my lower back is sore most days.  They all told me it was coming.  Yet, it doesn’t really bother me because I know he’s growing in there and so my body is just adjusting to give him a little more room.  He is a very active little guy and I can feel him moving throughout the day.  Last night he was up from 9:00-10:00.  For a full hour the movements didn’t stop.  I loved it.  I can’t wait to meet him but I’m content because he has 3 more months to prepare for his grand entrance. (And his Mommy and Daddy have 3 more months to prepare as well!)  I can give a little sigh of relief as he has made it far enough now that with special medical care our little man could survive if he were to be born today.  His lungs are practicing their breathing already.  He can open and shut his eyes.  He’s drinking, urinating, waking, likely playing with the umblical cord, and sleeping.  The creation of life is truely a miracle. ❤