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. 

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Week 33

How far along: 33 weeks

How big is baby: I've read the size of a jicama, or the weight of a dorian fruit, and I have decided that our grocery stores are not giving us enough produce options because I have no idea what either of those are

Best moment of the week: Getting to be part of the interview process for my mat leave replacement. I feel for our HR department -- there are 7 of us going on mat leave within weeks of each other. Why, yes, it was the coldest winter on record since 1898... why do you ask?

Food cravings: All things sweet. And of course, I ran out of watermelon, strawberries and raspberries -- the "treats" I allow myself -- before the weekend started. Fortunately, I happened upon a sale on cherries... all is now good in the world.

Symptoms: Oh my goodness the migraines. I know that they are VERY short lived in the grand scheme of things, especially now that I know the warning signs and how to treat them (See fuzzies. Take 2 Tylenol. Drink as much water and eat whatever food seems palatable. Take a walk. 30 minutes later I'm "fine"... but fully expect to spend the evening sleeping on the couch). But, knock on wood, it's been a record number of days since the last one, so maybe I'm doing something right!

Gender: In fetus form, definitely male. But when I think that this fetus will be a baby in the next 5-9 weeks, I picture a girl. 

What I’m looking forward to: We have a busy couple of weekends coming up, with out of town family and friends visiting, and also giving our in town family and friends an excuse to visit as well.

What I miss: Being allowed to smile without social commentary. I can't really complain about this one too much but I feel definitely weird because this week everyone is commenting: "Oh wow, you must be doing well! You're so smiley!" I've always been smiley. Even when I'm having a bad day, I know how to put a smile on, so I'm weirded out when people suddenly expect this huge personality alteration to take place. That being said, I am rocking the third trimester. Everyone told me that the 2nd trimester was the best, but honestly, I'm not minding the third. It's got it's challenges -- like some maternity clothes no longer fitting, the heartburn, the ease with which I tire -- but I've finally figured out my limits, and why it's important to stick with them. 

Husband perspective: (on the doctor suggesting this kid is on schedule to be born on time or possibly early) "Our kid will be George Michael punctual, amazing on the wood block!" (Context)

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Week 32

How far along: 32 weeks

How big is baby: the ever trendy length of kale. Also, in the words of my doctor, I'm "Super Pregnant" because the kid is now measuring back on track. 6 weeks of growth in 3 weeks isn't necessarily a super power I want to keep using though...

Best moment of the week: Super productive Saturday. 

Food cravings: All things sweet. After waking up with a migraine following a day of terrible eating (it's not eating ice cream TWICE if one time it was technically frozen yogurt...), we decided to cut out the treats. If I'm hungry enough to eat, I'm hungry enough to eat something with nutritional value. 

Symptoms: Sleep is a bit of an issue. Heartburn seems to be on and off. Other than a massive migraine on Sunday, a pretty good week.

Gender: Girl. Yup, every 8 weeks I change my mind.

What I’m looking forward to: Getting the nursery set up. As you can see, my mom was in and painted for us (I let Scott paint pictures, not walls. He lets me paint walls, but not use a ladder. We needed to bring in outside help for this one), so that's one giant step accomplished... thanks Mom :)

What I miss: Using ladders? No. I have no regrets about not being the one to paint that room. I miss some of my pretty shoes that I've decided just to not let myself wear.

Husband perspective: I have nothing new to say (as he frantically tries to play through all his 3DS games in the remaining 8-10 weeks)

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Week 31

How far along: 31 weeks

How big is baby: Apparently pineapple? Don't know if that's weight or height, or if it includes the green spike-ys or what. 

Best moment of the week: I kind of feel like Scott would be upset if I didn't say our anniversary. Granted, I'm writing this up a little early so we can actually celebrate our anniversary, but if I say it will be good, it will be good, right? 

Food cravings: Nothing crazy. I want Pizza Pops but who doesn't immediately want to dig into a box when they buy it?

Symptoms: The heat is getting to me. Especially since our air conditioner died Friday night. We hit about 40 / 104 degrees on Saturday, factoring in humidity. I suddenly understand where the term "Melt Down" came from. Fortunately, the a/c was fixed by Monday evening. Phew. 

Gender: Starting to feel that swing toward a girl... yup... it's been almost 8 weeks at boy...

What I’m looking forward to: Doctor's appointment on Thursday. It's sad that I consider going to the doctor almost akin to vacation, but at this time of year, I'm run off my feet. 

What I miss: The treadmill. After weeks of going to the gym at lunch, having my hips seize up partway through the afternoon, and being a lump of potato on the couch, I decided maybe I shouldn't be running a mile on a treadmill at 7 months pregnant. I switched over to the AMT (adaptive motion trainer), and while it is a closely related cousin to the elliptical, I was at least pleasantly surprised at how challenging of a work out it was, and then surprised again the next day when I still had full use of my body. Hmmm maybe I should have made the switch much earlier.... Now there's only one AMT at our gym so we'll see if I keep lucking out and getting it. But running? Running still has my heart....

Husband perspective: The baby scared me this morning. I went to hug you good morning, and it high-fived me. It was weird.