The fabrics I’m working with. They make me so so happy.
How far along| 35 weeks and 2 days. Only 33 days left. But who’s counting?
Baby’s Size| About 18 inches long and as heavy as a honeydew. I think that comparison might be true. He’s feeling quite heavy. Especially when I lay on my back to read. It’s a no go from now on. Feels like I’m caved in.
Weight Gain| +10
Sleep| Great since Greg got back from Austin. Except this morning I woke up at 4:30 and couldn’t go back to sleep. I think I may have been a bit anxious about my doctor appointment? Can’t say for sure. Sadly didn’t fall asleep until 7:30 and had to get up by 8ish to get ready for the appointment. Boo.
Clothes| My clothes came in from London so I now have clothes to play with.
Cravings| Ice cream is still a favorite. I think I can do without a sandwich this week but I’m sure I’ll have one.
Food Aversions| Leftovers, same ‘ole, same ‘ole.
Symptoms| My left hip is still acting up (burning feeling from a possible pinched nerve) and for some reason I broke out like a teenager this week.
Movement| A clog dancer.
Belly Button| Still in.
Baby’s Sex| A wee boy child.
Highlight of the Week| Getting a few sorted for the nursery, like buying his crib and pack ‘n ‘play bassinet. And also washing his clothes. Next up, the hospital bag!
What I miss|My husband. He’s on a time crunch and working super long hours. I miss him. A lot. Unfortunately the overtime doesn’t come to an end until around our due date. Bugger.
We are swimming in boxes over here. We’ve managed to unpack quite a few. But it feels like when we empty one, a new one takes its place. Adding to the clutter is the stuff we bought for the nursery. They are not the smallest boxes. At least those will be dealt with this weekend. G will be putting together the crib and glider. And I’ll be cheering him on very enthusiastically. Nah, I will be tackling our bedroom. Since baby will be sleeping in our room for a bit I want to make sure the space is clutter-free and serene; the complete opposite of the rest of the house. I honestly thought I would be able to unpack and get everything sorted on my own but I quickly get stressed, overwhelmed, tired and distracted. In that order. If we had more storage space the unpacking would happen easily. But as of now we’re having to do some magic and make it work.
With the stress comes the need to de-stress, so of course I sew. I made Mr. Mix a pair of pants and a funked up onesie from a couple of my old T-shirts. Luckily he can wear it at home and no one will be the wiser 🙂
I have a few more T-shirts that will make some cute baby clothes. But I’ll leave them for later. For now I am going to work on making the crib bedding (a couple of fitted sheets and a crib skirt). That is, when I’m not tidying up 🙂
This spring not only will we be showered with our baby but with those of friends. I’ve lost count as to how many of my friends, new and old, are expecting. 2013 is The Year Of the Baby.
So instead of unpacking (as I should be doing) I decided to get baby gifts sorted. I’m horrible at keeping surprises, so if you happen to receive one of these, act surprised 🙂
I don’t know how many I’ve made but I have 9 bibs and 3 burp cloths to go! I can see the light! Not pictured is the sweetest blanket. I figured I can keep that a surprise; I love it so.
How far along| 34 weeks
Baby’s Size| He’s suppose to weigh as much as a cantaloupe, but who knows. He’s feeling heavier these last few days, that’s for sure.
Weight Gain| I totally forgot to weigh myself.
Sleep| Husband is away so I’m not getting much of it. I hate sleeping in an empty house.
Clothes| Rocking a nice long-sleeved maternity T this week. Love how comfy they are.
Cravings| Sandwiches. As I write this I am totally thinking about what I’m going to have on one for lunch.
Food Aversions| Leftovers and pasta sauce. The sauce brings on awful acid reflux.
Symptoms| My hands are a shade darker than the rest of me. What the…? Also, they have always been dry, but they are supa dupa dry this week.
Movement| One day he’s a kickboxer, another day he’s cool as a cucumber.
Belly Button| Still in.
Baby’s Sex| A Mini Greg.
Highlight of the Week| My husband is in Austin emptying out our storage container. Is it bad that I CANNOT wait to be reunited with our kitchen appliances? I love them so.
What I miss| My hips have been achy here and there and I’d love to sleep on my back or stomach. Just for a little while. I’m not asking for much. *Sigh*
This week we took advantage of Amazon Mom’s 20% deal and ordered the baby’s stroller/car sear combo. Even though we will mostly wear him, we figured a stroller would be great to have on long outings. Speaking of wearing him; I ordered the needed rings to make him a sling. I cannot believe the amount of money that people charge for some fabric and some rings. Nutso! My friend shared a great source to use for when I sit down to make it. The instructions look simple enough. Here’s hoping I’m not eating my words later and end up paying $90 for a sling 🙂
Today we received what we’ve been so desperate for: the sea shipment. By golly, I finally have a couch! How much have I longed to dramatically throw myself on it and flip on the TV? Especially after long walks? Loads. And finally it is here and I am quite happy. Especially because it’s the only place in the house that is clear of any crap. I’m having to deal with this…Don’t be jealous 😉
That is only a fraction of all the things that need putting away. We received 60 boxes, 30 of them were unpacked, and none organized. Once the movers left, I grabbed my stuff and headed out the door to lunch with my husband, who had stayed home this morning to manage the move. So glad he insisted on doing so because there was just way too much going on and I’m sure I would have missed something had I been alone. Between the two of us we were able to check to make sure nothing was missing or broken. And nothing was. Thank goodness. It remains a mystery as to how the air shipment suffered so much damage.
After lunch, G went to work and I decided to procrastinate a bit more.
And then a bit more. I ran over to Baby Gap and found Chexie’s coming home outfit (unless, of course, something cuter comes along…).
I also got a couple of long-sleeved maternity Ts on sale. Usually I would not bother buying them and just make them myself but at $6 a shirt, it’s just cheaper to buy and not stress about making. Besides, I can’t sew knowing all this stuff around me needs a home. So much stuff! I think it might be time to purge. It was hard to do in London; with not having a car we would’ve had to make multiple trips to the charity shops. But now we can be ruthless and get a few donation piles sorted and drive them over as soon as we can. Having access to public transport *and* a car is so nice. I forgot how convenient driving is (although I still hate to do it).
So I enjoyed the warmth in the sun and shopping. Now I am back home, writing this post…procrastinating. Must go find other things to do other than organize 🙂 The couch is calling to me.
How far along| 33 weeks and 2 days
Baby’s Size| Baby is supposed to be a little over 4 pounds by now but last week’s ultrasound showed he was running a little below average but within range. But I think he had a growth spurt since then because man, he is feeling heavy these last couple of days.
Weight Gain| Still +8 pounds. I did my fair share of eating last week, let me tell you. But I also walked a ton. My bestie came to visit and we hit San Francisco a few times and we walked loads.
Sleep| I’m averaging about 4/5 good days a week. Although, last night was not one of them. My lower back kept cramping. I kept waking, what seems every 10 minutes, to turn over.
Clothes| I officially grew out of my maternity jeans with the low panel so I refashioned a new pair. I decided on a high panel and it fits comfy. But I’m not sold on the jeans. Even though they fit, they feel a bit off. Maybe after a few wears I’ll decide if I like them enough to keep wearing them. Otherwise, hello leggings!
Cravings| Comfort foods. Since I’ve arrived in the U.S. all I want to eat is stuff from my childhood: sandwiches, sugary cereals, bagels, Chef Boyardee (I know, I know…). Oh and pickles. I’ve always hated pickles and suddenly I’ve turned into a cliché and eat it on my burgers and sammies happily.
Food Aversions| Leftovers are still quite hard to stomach. There are quite a few in the fridge that need to be chucked away because I just can’t make myself eat them for lunch.
Symptoms| There’s a new one! Not sure if it’s pregnancy related but it sure is awful. I started getting a burning pain along my left hip joint. It truly feels as though someone is lighting a match against my skin. Signs point to a pinched nerve. Wonderful.
Movement| He’s starting to thump and move the belly.
Belly Button| Innie.
Baby’s Sex| A mister.
Highlight of the Week| I got to see bits of Chexie last week. He’s a bit too big to get a full photo of him so I had to settle on seeing his cute foot here and a fist there. So sweet. And the good news is that he’s head down, facing my spine. Here’s hoping he stays that way.
What I miss| Running. My neighborhood is a great place to go out for a nice short run. One day…
Today I had a check up with the doctor. At separate times the nurse and the doctor both told me, “Not too much time left.” And I just about wanted to tell them to hush, I’m not ready yet and that I need more time!
Last week I let a little thing like the way I looked (or didn’t look) to push me into the Ugly Cry Territory. We’ve all been there and it feels nice to get it out and over with (thanks for humoring me!). I think I cried more over all the changes that I have gone through in the last two months: moving countries, settling in an unfamiliar city, dealing with health insurance instead of not, feeling closer to family but still being so far, and more. It’s a lot to deal with and I really hadn’t let myself deal with these changes until now.
I can see the end of the tunnel soon: our furniture (nothing broken, I hope!) will all be here by the end of the month, we should be unpacked and settled by February some time, and we are slowly getting things ready for baby. Feeling unprepared for baby is the worst. As much as I tell myself that there’s still time to prep things it doesn’t feel like it. But there is time! And I am just going to relax and take everything one day at a time. The brunt of the move is behind us and we just need to work on settling in, making friends and prepping for little guy. Won’t be too hard, right? Right?! Thankfully my mother is coming to help me. At the very least she will distract me. Moms are good at that.
How far along| 32 weeks
Baby’s Size| According to BabyCenter.com, “By now, your baby weighs 3.75 pounds (pick up a large jicama) and is about 16.7 inches long, taking up a lot of space in your uterus.”
Weight Gain| +8 pounds
Sleep| Wonderful and deep. When we moved into the new place we bought a new mattress and sleeping has been heaven ever since. There has been a few nights where I wake up with an ache but those are far and few in between.
Clothes| My non-maternity t-shirts and tanks are now too short. Time to make some longer tops.
Cravings| Ice cream.
Food Aversions| Leftovers at the moment.
Symptoms| Short of breath after climbing just a flight of stairs, round ligament pain showed up again, and bad acid reflux at night. Yucko!
Movement| Yes. Lots of it. Although he’s more frisky on one day than the next. There’s a schedule to his friskiness.
Belly Button| Innie.
Baby’s Sex| Boy.
Highlight of the Week| Tomorrow I am meeting with a doula and on Wednesday my best friend is coming for a visit. Aaand I get to have an ultrasound and see the Chex Man. It’s been a long time. I’ve very excited and of course, a bit nervous. I am always nervous for the scans.
Maybe it’s the hormones but I have been feeling very sensitive over my bump lately. Often pregnant women complain over unsolicited attention their bump gets from strangers (“Don’t touch my belly, please”) or from unsolicited advice/comments (“You’re about to pop. Are you sure you’re not due sooner?”). Well not me. I get nothing. I often wear a cardi and maybe it does a good job of making me not look pregnant? I have yet to be asked how far along I am, when I am due, or offered a seat in a crowded train. Seems silly to moan about such miniscule things but here I am…moaning.
I think if I had a smaller frame (you know, size 8/10 with a cute basketball bump) people would be more inclined to coo over me; because obviously I would look pregnant. And let’s be honest, isn’t it nice to be cooed over when pregnant? My husband, friends, and family assure me that I look pregnant but then why would a store attendant ask me who am I buying baby clothes for? I totally frowned inside, maybe even shed a tear 🙂
I think most people are just being polite, not wanting to insult the chubby woman, just in case she just has a bad case of the bloats and isn’t pregnant. I respect that. I just thought I was passed that stage. I’m 32 weeks today and I’d like a bit of freaking strangers cooing at me. Is that too much to ask? Or will I regret that wish? I know I’m just being overly sensitive and silly. I’ll get over it, surely. It’s just that’s what’s bugging me this week.
With all that said, I am very thankful for having had a great uneventful pregnancy so far. All my worries have just been that- worries. I wouldn’t change a thing. Well, an easier move. I would have preferred an easier move 🙂
Update: My prospective doula cancelled our meeting. As of today she has enough March births to attend to. I totally ended up ugly-crying. Not cool, hormones. Not cool.
I’ve finally hit that awkward pregnancy stage, you know: finding it hard to pick stuff off the floor, getting up from the bed, and struggling to get in and out of the car. I am also finding myself getting uncomfortably full quite quickly and frequently hitting the bathroom more than usual (reminds me of my first trimester). And finally I’ve been suffering from acid reflux quite frequently. Not cute.
This morning poor Chexie had the hiccups and my husband could see my stomach moving along rhythmically to them. Poor thing. I wish I could have rubbed his back or something. Too bad I have no idea as to how he’s positioned. Maybe I’ll find out at my next appointment. Tomorrow I have a visit with an OB/GYN that works with the birthing center I registered with (Yay! It’s the one I visited last month). She seems really open to natural births but of course I’ll see how much so after I chat with her. I’m really hoping she’ll do an ultrasound tomorrow but she more than likely will give me an appointment for one later. I truly hope we click. I wasn’t pleased with my midwife in London. She was nice but overworked and not shy about complaining about it. We never got to build a relationship with each other and she never once asked me how I was doing or if I had any questions for her. I was quite put off by the experience. But again, she is overworked (midwives provide majority of the healthcare for pregnant women in the UK). Unlike the US, the UK is going through a baby boom. You can’t spit without hitting a pregnant lady (sorry for the visual). There’s not much time left for OB and I to become besties but that’s not what I’m after. I just want to trust her, know she will honor my wishes (within reason) and believe that she will have my best interest at heart the day of delivery.
A week from Tuesday I get to meet with a prospective doula. She sounds quite sweet in her emails. And she’s nice enough to come to my side of town to meet. With no good seating at the house currently, I am relieved when she was okay with meeting at a local coffee shop. Luckily for me I can walk there.
That brings me to another development happening this week-learning to drive a manual. We sold my car and kept my husband’s, a manual. We had intentions of buying me a car when we moved back but with G being able to take public transit to work there’s no point in getting another one. So yeah, driving stick… Holy crap it’s frustrating. It’s beyond me why anyone would want to work harder at driving. I’m not going to lie, I hate driving. I rather walk than drive, unless it’s rainy and cold outside. Today was lesson #2 and I only killed the engine 2 or 3 times. Big improvement from lesson #1. Unfortunately I don’t have a lot of patience for learning. I often have to pee as soon as I sit behind the driver’s seat, changing my mood for the worst. Ugh. But it has to be done. I’d hate to be stuck at home if there’s an emergency of some kind.
Other than the doctor appointment, I am really looking forward to getting reacquainted with my sewing machine. It’s been a while. I need to get some onesies cranked out soon! I’ll leave you with some cute clothes I purchased today. I’m hoping to use them as inspiration when I make Chexie clothes. I just need to find a good trouser pattern; I have a shirt one already. If anyone has any pattern suggestions let me know! I really want one for a baby blazer.
Happy New Year!