How far along| 38 weeks. Baby’s Size| Almost 7 pounds and possibly about 19 inches long. Weight Gain| +12.5 pounds. Sleep| Sleeping well. Turning around can be troublesome but more due to the joint hip pain I get here and there. Clothes| Feeling nautical. Cravings| Sweets. And slushies. Food Aversions| Nothing. Symptoms| That damn burning hip pain comes around after I’ve been walking for 20 or so minutes. What an unbelievable pain. A few Braxton Hicks here and there. Movement| I’ve never felt him up against my ribs until this week, one day. It was the oddest feeling. He hasn’t done it again. Belly Button| In Baby’s Sex| Little Greg. Highlight of the Week| Baby dropped. My stomach feels and looks so much lower. What I miss| No hip pain.
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 🙂
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.
I’m no expert when it comes to babies. The last baby I was around was my sister and she’s 22 now, so that was a long time ago. When I decided to make Chexie some bibs I didn’t have a clue as to how many I should make to start with. Some people say loads (20+) and others say a handful are fine (5 or so). The number comes down to how often you will do laundry, if you have a spit-upper on your hands and how often baby feeds. So I decided to make 12 and go from there. The best part about making these was how fast they came together and how cheap they cost me (not including labor, of course).
With scraps and two fat quarters in hand I set out to make my bibs using this tutorial. I purchased some towelling fabric and in hindsight I should have just used towels we are no longer attached to. Oh well. You live, you learn. At least I bought some vibrant towelling that gives the bibs a bit more umph.
Bibs make a great beginner’s project in that it’s fast and easy. But don’t fear if you are not a green sewer, you won’t be bored to tears making these. You get to work on your top-stitching skills and get comfortable sewing round edges. Win, win!
So here’s the breakdown of costs. Initially I thought they each cost me £1.53/$2.46 a bib but after using cheaper snaps, it brought the costs down.
Towelling £6.74 (used 3/4 a meter)
Two Fat Quarters £5.60
Scraps (10 pieces) Free
Snaps (12) £1.00 Total £13.34 or £1.11/$1.78 a bib
Not too bad considering I get to use up my scraps and match baby’s bibs to my existing garments. Is anyone making anything for their baby or kids at the moment? I’ll be working on some blankets next.