28 weeks

HELLO 3RD TRIMESTER!

28 weeks is the official start of the 3rd trimester.  I am both looking forward to and dreading this last phase of my pregnancy.  Looking forward to it because in 3 short months (or less) I can have a diet Pepsi again.  Just kidding.  Our baby will be here and how exciting is that?  

I'm dreading it because my "bump" is already so big and only getting bigger.  I'm starting to become uncomfortable and I know that is only going to get worse.  I'm sick of my waist bands rolling down (should have said shove it to "cool" Alison and went ahead and bought full "granny" panel everything) and spend most of my day trying to tug low rise maternity leggings up over my swelling abdomen.  I feel like "socks" - the developmentally delayed man who was often on the bus with me 15 years ago. He had a tick where he obsessively tugged up his sports socks, like every 10 seconds.  I hated getting on the bus with socks.  I don't know why it bothered me so much, but now I'm him.  What comes around, goes around.  Lesson learned, universe.

I'm also dreading it because... well have any of you been around me while I'm trying to wait for Christmas or my birthday?  I'm a 3 year old.  Yea,  it will probably be like that only maybe a little worse...  

BIG NEWS THIS WEEK:

I passed my glucose tolerance test!  I can continue eating tons of sugar so I can give birth to a 10 lb sugar-crack addicted hellion.  


I'm also ever so slightly anemic which is the norm for me so I'm not really concerned.

The carpet was put in on Monday, so we can clean up the mess of tape, paint, and carpet and padding bits.  Next we will finally look at baby  furniture and Chris' next task is putting up the ceiling fan.  Let the IKEA shopping spree begin!

I would like to note that I'm sitting in the "green" patch of our lawn

27 weeks

Depending on which books you read either this week or next is the beginning of the 3rd trimester.  It's marked as next week on my calendar but big bellies can't tell time.  I can feel the changes happening.

It is getting much harder to move around.  I can still walk just fine.  Point me in any direction and I'm off.  It's the up and down and maybe rolling over that is getting tough.  Just last night I had to have Chris pull me out of a low camp chair.  I could have gotten up on my own, but I'm not going to say it wouldn't have involved rolling myself onto the ground first.

To prove that I can still move around just fine, we went to the ACL Festival this past weekend and I definitely walked plenty Fri, Sat and Sun.

I saw a few other preggos hanging around and one that I would say was around 8 months or with twins, suffice it to say her belly was bigger to mine and rocking out.

I also used this weekend to window shop for strollers.  We saw plenty of BOBs, which we are considering and a few City Elites, which we weren't looking at, but no B-Agiles or City Minis.  Who knew I'd be so fascinated.

I found something to wear!

I had to go on site to work with a team member today.  The challenge was that I haven't bought any work appropriate maternity clothes.   Happily, I managed to find something to find to wear.  These are my normal work pants with the help of a fabulous Bella Band.  I don't really like walking around all day with my pants unzipped.  I won't tell if you don't.  Shhh...

But I'm hoping the dress I ordered shows up before I have to head out again next Tuesday.

26 weeks

Remember that cute little bump I had at 23 weeks... just 3 weeks ago?  I do.   The waist band of my skirt could still go around and I could get up from a supine position without flailing around like a beached whale.  Those were the days.  I can still wear the skirt, but the waist band now goes under my belly and all of my non-maternity shirts (like the one I'm wearing on week 23) - which still fit and I still insist on wearing - I'm wearing one right now - eventually ride up so I look like Baby Huey

It's new territory for us and while I'm sure everything is normal, we both can't help but ask "Am I suppose to be this big, really?!"

With marathon baseboard painting, Spanish studying, and Chris' birthday, we have yet to take a weekly bump pic.  One is coming soon.  As soon as I can bend over to pick up the camera.  This may take a while.  Talk amongst yourselves...

26 week-ish

25 weeks

Time keeps passing by.  Each week SM's kicks get a little stronger and we get a little closer to my deadline for finishing the nursery and it still looks like this:

We have made progress, but it's not the type you can see.  The carpet has been picked out and we will have it installed in the next 2-3 weeks. In the meantime, we need to paint some baseboards.  Chris spent the better part of the day replacing some short baseboards in the hallway that looked funny.

 So yes progress, but the kind that ends up with a Mess... and I look like this:

So the baby is only the size of an eggplant, but I'm the size of a watermelon.  Makes me wonder what size I will be when SM is the size of a watermelon.