Week 32- Suffering from Bump Envy

32 weeks. This is how I look when not cradling my bump for a photo

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.

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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 🙂

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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.

26 Weeks and Moving Day!

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Life has been a bit hectic this week. I had a friend visiting for Thanksgiving and she just left yesterday. Having run around all of London left me quite exhausted. Luckily I slept in yesterday and today and am feeling more like myself.

And today is moving day! Our stuff is getting packed for air and sea shipment at the moment. We fly out to NYC on Monday and to San Francisco on Friday. Let the adventure begin!

As for baby…well he’s doing great. We went for a 25 week checkup and got our results back from the gestational diabetes test: negative! Woo hoo. But my word that sugary stuff was DISGUSTING. And I have me a sweet tooth but that drink was like drinking a concentrated melted lemon popsicle. Made me feel quite ill. Glad I was allowed to drink water.

In other news we went to see two musicals: Rock of Ages and The Jersey Boys. Rock of Ages was super loud, rattling the seats loud! Poor Chexie was not amused. He kicked the crap out of me. I used my coat and my friend’s to muffle the noise, covering my belly. He calmed a bit but I could do anything about those vibrations here and there.

At intermission I changed seats, to one with bad acoustics and with a limited view. He calmed down quite a bit and I was able to see the end (I was going to wait for my friend in the lobby if Chexie continued kicking).

So that’s all for now. Hoping to get back to regular baby updates once we are settled. For now general ones will have to do 🙂 Next update will come from across the pond! Whoa.

Week 24- A Day of Leisure

Week 24 Looking quite normal from the front

Week 24 Turn to the side and BAM…bump.

How far along| 24 weeks and 2 days
Baby’s Size| Chexie is a little over a pound and almost a foot long.
Weight Gain| Up almost 2 pounds. This may be the start of the weight gain. And if so, I am very okay with that.
Sleep| I woke up several times this week with sore hip and back pains. Bah! Looking forward to a new bed. But of course, I can’t put all my pain blame on our crap bed.
Clothes| Regular clothes with some maternity pieces thrown in. So far both my coats fit me and I’m hoping I can survive the winter with at least one of them.
Cravings| Toffifee. I had a stock to take back with me to America and it’s gone. Oops.
Food Aversions| None.
Symptoms| Growing pains, acid reflux (more than usual), foggy brain, and sleepiness by 8PM.
Movement| He’s moving for longer periods in the morning and evening.
Belly Button| In.
Baby’s Sex| Boy.
Highlight of the Week| Finally getting a karate kick that took my breath away. It felt pretty darn cool, I have to admit. Really.
What I miss| I’m stumped. I can’t think of anything for this week. I’ve been quite content overall.

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This week I’ve been obsessed with figuring out our son’s name. We debated a handful of names and we still go back to our first choice: a nickname name just like daddy (my husband is just Greg, not Gregory). But we are still looking and not 100% done looking. But I have to say, coming up with a name is hard. I honestly thought it would be really easy but every name I like I end up having doubts over for one reason or another. I’ve liked a few names for ages and now they just don’t seem right. An imaginary baby is a lot easier to name 🙂

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.

21 Week Update-Healthy thoughts, please

Dress the Bump: V&A Hollywood Costume Exhibit 20weeks and 5 days

How far along| 21 weeks exactly.
Baby’s Size| 10 1/2 inches, or the length of a (huge!) carrot.
Weight Gain| 0 pounds. I gained 3 pounds from last week to this one. I’m not sure if this is good or not. But I am going to start eating less sweets. I made these yesterday and had my husband take them to work with him.

Doughnuts filled

I love to bake. So I plan on still baking but giving away what I make or baking healthier treats. Sounds good to me, right?

Sleep| I probably sleep well every other day. I am considering doing an exercise challenge for myself to exert some energy on days I stay in.
Clothes| I’m still loving all my clothes and the way they fit. I am not having issues with fit…yet. I bought the skirt above so I can use it as a pattern and make a couple of more. It is so comfy.
Cravings| Food. Finally I am being a lot less picky when it comes to foods. Maybe that’s where I got those 3 pounds from? Hmmm…
Food Aversions| None really.
Symptoms| I forget to mention this one weekly but not today. I have been so damn gassy since week 9. I swear I can fill up a hot air balloon. Charming, I know.
Movement| I keep feeling these thumps below and along my belly button. Is it Chexie? Is it the said gas above? Who knows! But I do know Chexie’s schedule has changed and he is no longer moving about between 5-8AM. What’s up with that? He should be keeping me company while I’m awake.
Belly Button| So so so in.
Sex| Un nene lindo.
Highlight of the Week| Finishing Chexie’s quilt. It’s so much prettier in person. The colors are so vibrant.
What I miss| SUDAFED. I really, really need to find out if I can take them. I can’t breathe over here! What the hell is in the air lately? Luckily I have an appointment with the nurse tomorrow so I’ll be asking her about it.

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The three pound weight gain had me thinking a lot last night when I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t get the image of (Downton Abbey SPOILER ALERT) Lady Sybil dying from preeclampsia out of my head. I really hate that my thoughts can be so dark during sleepless nights. I’m a rational person, and I know medicine has come a long way since the 1920s but the fact remains women still die in child birth or have serious complications from labor.

All I can do is work at being the healthiest I can be come labor day. With that said I really was inspired by this blogger’s 30 Day Yoga Challenge. On rainy days I have totally abandoned my yoga DVD in favor for the sewing machine. Big no-no. With the yoga session only taking 30 minutes why am I skipping them? Laziness, that’s why. And well, I’d rather be sewing. Well no more. Starting today I am going to attempt my own 30 Day Yoga Challenge. I’m wearing my maternity yoga pants on now. Woot!

Now that my appetite is coming back with a vengeance I want to keep better track of what’s going in my body. I found this useful chart that will help me keep track of not only foods but of daily nutritional needs. I came across an article that said plus size women require more folic acid than average sized women. Huh? No one told me this. Just another question to ask the nurse tomorrow.

So yoga and food tracking will be my tools to combat excessive weight gain, which in turn will help lower my chance of suffering from preeclampsia, or gestational diabetes (ack!). Sounds like a plan.

All right then. Yoga time!