Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Week 40

How far along: 40 weeks. Yes, I'm still here. Yes, I will hit everyone that makes some sort of comment about when the baby will get here. Kid will get here when the kid gets here. My to-do list is getting done, and that's all I care about right now.

How big is baby: The size of a squirmy rock.

Best moment of the week: Honestly? I told Scott that it was playing video games with him Saturday night, but it was Sunday when I went into Babies'R'Us to see if I could get a price adjustment on one item I bought the other week that went on sale this last weekend, and they not only adjusted the price of it, but found a few other price adjustments as well. I don't know whether I'm more pumped about the $60 I saved, or the fact they definitely went above and beyond!

Food cravings: Ketchup chips. Olives. Not together.

Symptoms: Insomnia, joint pain and swelling, oh my! My body suuuucked this week. All I can say is thank goodness I wasn't working. I can't go a day without a nap and my exercise ball.

Gender: Female

What I’m looking forward to: Just being done with this whole pregnancy thing. I know, cliché. Plus, I'm barely past my due date, I'm still carrying on a fairly normal daily life, and I haven't had any major complications over the last 9 months,  what right do I have to complain? On the other hand, I really only settled into this whole pregnancy thing around week 29 and that didn't last long. I think I've been ready to be done being pregnant since the day I found out.


What I miss: Being able to maneuver this body. Organizing the kitchen turned into discovering a leak in our sink, which turned into discovering wood rot in our counter, which unveiled a second leak, all of which are repairable, but we need to install shut-off valves under our sink before we can do anything else. Based on all the "How To" videos, it's something I can easily do... if I could fit under there. I'm also officially not "organizing" anything else because sometimes, ignorance truly is bliss.

Husband perspective: (poking at my stomach impatiently, prodding the kid out...) Wait, why is the butt on that side of the stomach, and the feet on the other? Are you telling me the kid has, like, human parts?



Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Week 39

How far along: 39 weeks

How big is baby: Apparently we're at watermelon stage. Either a small watermelon or a mini watermelon in terms of weight. But the amount of space this kid takes up? No one is saying anything. 

Best moment of the week: The weekend was pretty great -- a good balance of social and productive. With the car seat installed, and the major plumbing done in the basement, I'm feeling pretty confident about how life is going.

Food cravings: I allowed myself to eat a little decadently at work, since it was my last week and the last time I'd be eating some of the awesome locally sourced baked goods. Didn't get my cheese croissant though... but I've got my girls on it. 

Symptoms: anxiety-induced insomnia. Every night between 3 and 4 I'm panicking about something. Usually work. Let's hope that being done work stops that (not likely). Simply moving to the couch seems to work, for some reason. 

Gender:  Girl. Though we're working on improving our boy names. 

What I’m looking forward to: I snuck back into work Tuesday morning to meet with my exchange and visiting students (literally "Hi, nice to actually meet you, enjoyed working with you over summer, goodbye!"), so when this goes live, I should be having my first day of actually sleeping in. Here's hoping it's in bed and not the couch. 


What I miss: Sleeping on my back. Sleeping on my stomach. Sleeping in bed. Ya, ya, I know. If I think it's bad now...

Husband perspective: (is too busy being thrown off by the fact I'm not leaving for work in the morning to provide amusing soundbites. Once he has mastered bringing his office keys instead of our shed keys to work, then we will return to weekly soundbites)


Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Week 38

How far along: 38 weeks

How big is baby: A pineapple (had it), leak (had it), rhubarb (which varies GREATLY in size) or pumpkin (no! no! no! Pumpkins are big!)

Best moment of the week: Without a doubt Friday's baby shower. It was overwhelming in such a good way. I was expecting maybe a dozen people, a card and a gift card, but there were about 30 people popping in and out, and entire pack-n-play full of gifts. Plus, they had even arranged a ride home for me and all the gifts. I was beyond touched, and truly grateful to work with such great people (and they don't even read this blog, so you know they must be great). Plus, (and these are unrelated), my treadmill and my piano were both delivered this week, so I finally feel like my house is complete. 

Food cravings: Nothing really in particular.

Symptoms: General discomfort and a lot of exhaustion. 

Gender:  Female

What I’m looking forward to: Being done work. I haven't really had a "summer break," so I really just want the opportunity to relax for a day or two. Of course, there is a lot that I have to get done too, but since Little Lima Bean is likely to be late, I think I can likely do both. 


What I miss: Carrying things at waist height. Seriously, I went to help carry a few light things to the car when helping my parents move this past weekend, and I just couldn't figure out how to physically carry it. 

Husband perspective: There's just a lot still to do. (yes, we've hit "exasperated" here)







Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Week 37

How far along: 37 weeks. Apparently, we've met the minimum requirements of being term (depending on who you talk to). 

How big is baby: The length of swiss chard. And again, they use a long but light vegetable, which just makes me grumpy because this belly is HEAVY. 

Best moment of the week: Friday was pretty great. It was the first day off where I set my schedule. I slept in (partially because I barely slept at night), went for a pedicure, did some shopping, and while we had scheduled a date night, it was 40 degrees (104 Fahrenheit), and I couldn't step outside without Braxton-Hicks kicking in, so we ordered in pizza, got a few things done in the house, and then had a Target date once the weather cooled a bit. 

Food cravings: Chicken wings. We may have got some from the pizza place on Friday. They weren't great but that's the nice thing about my cravings... if they last longer than 5 minutes, they're easily satisfied by subpar options. 

Symptoms: Still very itchy. I may or may not be panicking a lot lately. We realized partway through the week that we aren't going to meet our goal of having that bathroom done before the baby is born unless we get some help... but we kind of have to wait for people who are willing to help to, um, figure out their life first. So in other words, the bathroom won't be done before baby is born.

Gender: Still mostly girl. I'm also nearing the point where I've decided on a name. Scott's still keeping options open. 

What I’m looking forward to: I was accidentally sent an email which read: "To everyone except Cara" at work, which leads me to believe I should wear something pretty to work on Friday. I'm assuming it's related to the same person telling me to go out and register for baby stuff already. 


What I miss: Days off. I've officially used up the vacation time I needed to use up, and I've started training my replacement. Going back to working 5 days a week after a month of 3-4 day work weeks is rough. 

Husband perspective: (after reading about what happens in this, the 37th week): "Baby is just boring. How much time should I give the kid to impress me after it's born?"








Wednesday, August 13, 2014

36 weeks

How far along: 36 weeks

How big is baby: Size of romaine lettuce apparently. But heavier. 

Best moment of the week: Last week was the feeling of productivity. This week was the feeling of knowing my limits. Friday night was my dad's retirement party back home, meaning getting up early Saturday to drive back to the city for the two weddings we were invited to. Cinderella's carriage may have turned into a pumpkin at the stroke of midnight, but I knew to leave the last reception long before then. Sure, Sunday was still spent on the couch, but it was closer to "relaxing" than "recovering"

Food cravings: Nothing in particular. I've been going more for salty than sweet, but that could be a reaction to the increased water intake I've been forcing on myself, since the days here are getting stupid hot. 

Symptoms: So much itchiness. Stretching skin = itchiness. Stress = itchiness. Spending a busy weekend eating whatever we can grab on the go (meaning usually chemical laden foods) = itchiness. 

Gender: Girl. For the most part. 

What I’m looking forward to: Three years ago, at Scott's bachelor party, the boys all made bets on when we would have our first kid, if it would be a boy or girl, and what it's name would be. a friend mentioned it when we announced we were pregnant, but I forgot about it until we were at that friend's wedding and he brought it up again. I believe it's been safely stored in the safe at my brother-in-law's business, and I'm really interested to see what people thought. 


What I miss: The confidence to dress myself without comparing myself to an animal. The dress for my dad's retirement party made me feel like a hippo. The dress I wore for the weddings made me feel like a snake before digesting a meal. As fewer and fewer articles of clothing fit, it's harder to get dressed. Feeling good about what I'm wearing is likely not going to happen for sometime. 

Husband perspective: C: how are you not stressed? I'm scratching my skin to death I'm so stressed. S: I'm scratching my brain to death?




Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Week 35

How far along: 35 weeks

How big is baby: Small spaghetti squash. So in other words, the kid is now big enough to NOT fit in my crockpot. (cues Chili's jingle).

Best moment of the week: Having a very productive weekend. We finally did our baby registry (at two stores), I washed all our windows, and after discovering that the paint that was going to patch up a few holes in the upstairs office matched at night, but not during the day, painted a whole room in an afternoon. Yes, I realize I brought in my mom to paint the nursery, and then a month later painted a different room myself, but the motto was "doable and passable" this time. And I have higher standards for my baby. 

Food cravings: What I wouldn't give for a good rye and coke. Two guys were talking about rye on the bus the other day, and I nearly took them both out. Other than that, waffles from a local chain, but one of these days I might just buy the jam they stick on top, because that's really where it's at. 

Symptoms: Still not sleeping well. Partially caused by, and partially cause for the other major symptom of the week: Niagara Falls levels of tears. Daily. Sometimes over very legitimate things (like a comment my sister made). Sometimes over very unimportant things (like not actually remembering the comment my sister made). Remember how I spent the second trimester screaming from the rooftops: "I AM NOT A DELICATE FLOWER"? Turns out third trimester Cara very much is a delicate flower. 

Gender: Totally girl. 

What I’m looking forward to: a day where I feel like I have a modicum of control in my life (and to every person out there with a kid who knows I will never have a feeling of control in my life again... shhhh... we're filing this one under "lies we tell ourselves to make it through" and any comment to the contrary will result in Niagara Falls levels of tears.)


What I miss: I made the mistake of going back through this blog's archives this week. A year ago, I would have picked apart every thing on my body, whether there was an issue there or not. There must have been some body dysmorphia going on because wowzers, I did not recognize the body I was looking at. Still, I miss the body that I remember it being, and the body that is presented in the pictures. Mostly just miss the ability to, I don't know, fit into things?

Husband perspective: Who is the March of Dimes and why do they think they have any authority over pregnancy and babies? Oh, FDR was behind it? Then I can get behind it too. 






Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Week 34

How far along: 34 weeks

How big is baby: Whatever the fruit/vegetable comparison is, I feel much larger than it. 

Best moment of the week: This was the weekend of friends. Friends over for supper... friends meeting up for breakfast

Food cravings: Watermelon. 

Symptoms: Sleep is becoming a huge issue. Even if I get 8 hours, they're not restful. 

Gender: Daily, I get asked "When are you due?" followed by "What are you having?" My instinct is always "Mid-September" and "A baby" because boy or girl is so little of a concern of mine I forget that's what they're really asking, but I think they still find my answer a little insulting. Right now, I think it's a girl, but *shrug* each has its advantages and disadvantages (and I'm finding myself really wishing my 5-year-old theory that puberty is a time when we switch genders was right... give me a baby girl, but dear god, I don't now what I'd do with a teenage girl). 

What I’m looking forward to: The long weekend. I have at least one day off every week for the next 3 weeks (and then sadly my final two weeks are full weeks, and unless the baby is actively trying to escape me, or my doctor insists, there's no way I get a break those two weeks), and I'm finding I'm needing the extra down time. Granted, work wouldn't be so crazy if I wasn't trying to fit 5 days of work into 4 days. But hopefully, I'll take advantage of my coworkers offers to help out, and learn to resist my martyr complex. 


What I miss: Having a better read on whether I'm getting emotional (ie: angry) for a legitimate reason, or whether the hormones are just getting to me. We had our windows installed on Friday, and anytime we came across an issue over the weekend, we joked "that's what happens when you're the last installation before a summer weekend." But then once we discovered we were saying that A LOT, I felt my blood pressure rise, my head start to pound and my eyes start to water (every emotion comes out as tears for me -- regardless of whether I'm pregnant or not). Scott tends to under-react to major problems, so I can never tell if it's all in my mind or whether it's something worth acting on, in comparison to him. I hate having to spend the time debating whether I am angry for legitimate reasons, or whether my anger just the raging of a pregnant hormonal woman (or worse, that I'll be angry for legitimate reasons but people will brush it off as hormonal raging). Sadly, this time it was a legitimate reason to be angry (but still made Scott approve the email prior to hitting send to make sure the hormonal rage stayed in check). 

Husband perspective: Stressed. Mostly because you keep screaming: "34 weeks" at me. But also just stressed.