35 Weeks-We finally bought the crib!

35 weeks

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

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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 🙂

Upcycled an old T to make a onesie. It's wonky but it'll work.

Putting my old T-shirt to good use.

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 🙂

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Procrastinating

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 😉

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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.

Avoiding having to organize 60 boxes worth of stuff. Why do we have so much stuff? Must work on downsizing stuff. Sadly there's still more stuff to come. Damn stuff. Stuff it.

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…).

Coming home outfit

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).

Warm and sunny. No complaints!

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.

Everyone Needs an Ugly Cry Here and There

Best Ugly Crier ever, Claire Danes.

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.

Week 23-Going stripey

Stripey Maternity Skirt 2 I made this skirt this morning. It’s a winner!

How far along| 23 weeks
Baby’s Size| Chexie is 11 inches long and weighs just over a pound.
Weight Gain| Down 1.5 pounds. This fluctuating weight might be due to so much walking I’ve been doing, maybe? I went on a long walk this past Saturday and I felt great but it took me all of Sunday to recover. I was BEAT.
Sleep| I’ve been sleeping well except for recently. The last three or so days I’ve had a pinched nerve in my left shoulder and neck. Sucks donkey balls.
Clothes| I am still wearing my regular clothes with some maternity bits thrown in. And my wedding ring is still on. Huzzah to no swelling!
Cravings| Chocolate, with a side of chocolate and a touch of chocolate sprinkles.
Food Aversions| None.
Symptoms| Growing pains. I know Chexie is going through a growth spurt every time my lower back starts hurting and those darn round ligament pains show up.
Movement| We have quite a kicker. He’s active in the mornings and late at night. I find it very comforting.
Belly Button| So in. I doubt it will ever pop. I have the inniest innie ever.
Baby’s Sex| Un nene lindo.
Highlight of the Week| Testing negative for preeclampsia. I had a scare in that it tested positive. But two follow-up tests came back negative. My blood pressure is fine and I have no signs of swelling. So fingers crossed nothing changes in regards to that.
What I miss| Sleeping on my stomach. I have a bad left shoulder so it only leaves me being able to sleep on my right. Not comfortable so I wake up to adjust twice or so a night.

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I’ve failed at my yoga challenge! I set myself up for failure when I decided to start it two days before going on vacation. What was I thinking? I definitely need to regroup and start again. But at least I haven’t been sat still at home. I am definitely going out and about here and there, which is great. I am finding it a bit uncomfortable to walk for long periods on some days but on others I am a real trooper and can go the distance. Who knows what’s that’s about.

I am set to see a GP next week instead of my midwife. I am not scheduled to see her until after I leave the country. Guess I won’t be attending that appointment (reminder to self: must cancel!). The doctor is supposed to measure the bump and see if baby is doing well. Fingers crossed all goes well. I’m now dreading peeing in a cup ever since that false positive. I’d hate for something to come up right before we’re scheduled to leave in December. I imagine a complication would make the trip harder and more stressful. I chatted with my mother last night and she assures me she didn’t have high blood pressure when pregnant with me or my siblings, so that’s a bit comforting. I’m hoping I take after her in that regard.

What more is to come? I’ll be learning to crochet with my friend Joanne this week. Maybe then I can keep busy making granny squares on our transatlantic flight. That would be awesome because I need distractions for this flight. I am so not looking forward to it. We’re breaking up the flight by visiting my family in NYC before heading on to San Francisco. By the end of it all we would have flown 14 or so hours. Crikey! I haven’t wanted a drink all 23 weeks until now. Ugh. Flying is the pits.

Exciting times ahead

A month or so after Greg and I got married he got offered a position to work at his current office in London. We quickly put the house of the market, sold it in a day and packed up and moved here. It was that fast, that crazy. We started newlywed life in London and have been here ever since. Now almost three years later we are getting ready to have a baby and move house again. Y’all, we are moving!

Taken by me during my first visit to San Francisco in 2008

I was a bit hesitant at the prospect of moving to California but now I am so, like, WHATEVER. When it comes to milestones in our lives, Greg and I never do anything easy. Life is an adventure, and we do it big! Greg was offered a position in the San Francisco office last night and he accepted. BRING ON THE SUNSHINE!

I am still disappointed that we can’t pick up where our life in Austin ended. We were so happy there. I was torn when it came to leave to London because everything about Austin was so so awesome. At least we will be able to visit. There’s always that. And I have already started to think of all the things I will miss in London: my sewing friends, the fabric shops, all the green spaces, being surrounded by gorgeous architecture and all the history. Ack! I can’t think about it. I mustn’t.

So, California. Yeah. Wow. We will be there by mid-December. I’m still in shock. Kind of like when I found out I was pregnant 🙂 It’ll take a few days to set in, I’m sure.