So it’s been a while since my last post. As it seems to be the norm around here. Life got crazy busy in October (as it usually does) and I was so wiped out from the events I did, I just went into a state of hibernation. I’ve only worked on one painting since October and it was a commissioned pet portrait.
Not bad. But now I’m itching to get back to the easel and get to work on some ideas and experiment.
Let’s see, I did three art festival/Day of the Dead events in October. My birthday happened (turned 31), the Giants won the World Series and I hung out at home giving candy and gummy treats to trick o treaters. Work’s been busy. Still organizing. Still cleaning. Still getting ready for the auction that has been pushed back several times.
And Eric was just diagnosed with shingles this past Friday. Yeah. Shingles. The first question everyone in the family asked was ‘But isn’t that for old people?’ Apparently not. Teenagers get it too, and Eric’s body decided to let it pop up right in the middle of my pregnancy and the weekend of my family’s Thanksgiving.
We are both on medication, since one of the first things that comes up about shingles is stay away from pregnant women and old people! He’s had some pain and the sores/pox/bumps are only located on his head, but we are vigilant in looking out for any that might appear elsewhere. He’s been sleeping in the guest room to keep me as safe as possible in case it does decide to spread. We’re okay. He caught it early so it’s not insanely bad like some of the photos I saw when I googled it. I warn you not to google it unless you want nightmares.
All in all life has been pretty good. Though I am still stressing on finding a new job before baby comes in March part (holy shit, how am I going to pay bills anxiety). Not much else really, besides that, so let’s talk about that.
How far along are you? If I go by one date I’m 24 weeks. If we go by ultrasound date I’m 23 weeks. In any case, I am due sometime in March. So right now, the baby will be somewhere between the size of a mango and an ear of corn and weigh about a pound. According to my pregnancy apps.
Total weight gain: This is a little scary for me. I have dealt with body image and weight issues in the past so it’s unnerving to see the number rise on the scale. According to my calculations, I’m up 7-8lbs from my starting weight. I had lost some weight in the first tri due to nausea and dizziness, but all that went away with the start of the second tri. I’m honestly nervous about seeing the number climb higher and my body get bigger.
I know it’s for the best though. And as long as I’m on track, not gaining too much too quickly and the doctor approves, I think I’ll be okay. I know I’m only going to get bigger, cuz duh, baby needs to grow and that’s what is getting me through most days in this sense. Make sure I’m as healthy as possible, so baby is healthy as possible. It’s not as bad as I make it out to seem, it’s just one of those things. . .
Baby bump: I haven’t taken any baby bump pictures really so there’s not much to compare to from earlier weeks. Here’s a random one I did for Eric’s godmother. 22/23 weeks in the photo.
For the longest time, people couldn’t tell I was pregnant. But, I think it got bigger over the past week. I feel bigger. My jeans don’t fit any more and even being in yoga/stretchy pants is a tad uncomfortable. I haven’t broken down and gotten maternity clothes (that I have kept), but I think I will have to this week.
Sleep: Okay at times. I can’t seem to get comfortable lately and have been tossing and turning. Occasionally getting up to use the restroom, but nothing urgent thankfully. I try to get my full 8 hours but seem to get sporadic 6 or 7.
Movement: Yeah, the baby’s moving. I started feeling little flutters, bubbles or popcorn popping like feelings in my belly around 20 weeks and they really picked up in week 21. I freaked when I saw my stomach move. The little alien has been moving around a lot. Most active in the evenings when the thumps and protrusions of my belly happen. It’s actually pretty cool. It’s strange, but interesting to experience. Thinking about it blow my mind really. This little being inside my uterus, growing, moving. It’s mind boggling how the human body works, adjusts, and grows.
Best moment thus far: Eric got to feel the baby move. He had his hand and head lightly pressed against my belly and it kick/punched him in the cheek. He loved it.
The cats and Lando also love laying as close as possible to me now. They seem to argue who gets to be in my lap. Lando settled for resting on my shins since Gambit and Chloe were up on my lap and side.
How have your workouts been? Sporadic. I was busy most of October and have been doing water aerobics off and on. I haven’t run since early October either. I’ve tried, but it’s been uncomfortable. Especially with my ligament and IT band pain. Even walking pisses off my right leg sometimes. I was hoping to be able to be one of them fit moms that can workout and run half marathons with no worry throughout pregnancy but that’s just not how it is for me. I’m grateful for what I can do now, and honestly, the thought of running a mile with this belly does not sound fun.
November I promised myself to be more active. I’ve been to cycle/spin (oh goddess the saddle hurts), started prenatal yoga and even did a regular vinyasa class (modified of course). I’ve been walking in short sessions and do some light weights but that’s about it. Work keeps me busy so I am active that way. I’ll be heading back to water aerobics and try to get some more swimming in. That and I want to go on little hikes with Eric. I sure miss the trails though. I would love to run them, but hiking is just as good. I just got to drag Eric away from the house and his nesting.
Chloe looking like she should be sitting on a nest somewhere.
How did you tell your families? We waited until the 8 week mark, saw my doctor, had an ultrasound got pictures of the peanut. Heck, I would have waited until the end of the first tri if I could, but working with my dad, and taking time off for drs appts, he was getting suspicious and worried which led to my mom call me. So we had to reveal. I had gotten some cute signs on Etsy (one saying Grandma and Grandpa, where’s cousins go to be best friends) [my older sister is pregnant as well, and announced a week or two before Eric and I did. She about two weeks behind me in pregnancy] So if grandparent’s wasn’t a giveaway and the cousin part recognized, Eric slowly handed a picture to my mom as she read the sign and then she screamed. In joy I presume. My dad was a little clueless, my mom smacked his arm and then it dawned on them both we were having a baby.
Similar to how we told my parents, we went to see Eric’s mom the following day and gave her a giftwrapped sign. Eric’s Plan A attempt didn’t work, so Plan B was the etsy sign. ‘Best thing about having you as a mom, is my child having you as a grandma’. Attached to the back was a picture of the ultrasound. For the win. And my brother in law was there too so he got to share in the news. Everyone was happy.
We told his grandparents, godmother and aunt and that was it. He has a small family. I met up with my older sister Maria to tell her in person, and Facetimed my little sister Victoria and she burst out crying. She’s over the moon about being an aunt to two babies. We told friends and family at the end of the first tri/beginning of the second tri. And still it seems people are finding out. Facebook doesn’t reach all people. lol.
Do you know the sex? Yes, we do. I’m going talk about it next update. Any guesses?
Food cravings or aversions: Hmmm.. cheese? No real cravings. I’ve always had strange cravings and they haven’t really changed. Early on though I couldn’t stand the thought of chicken. And dare I say chocolate? Yeah, it was a sad week. But it has been resolved now and I pretty much eat anything right now, though salads aren’t my number one choice at all.
Best pancakes ever. Banana walnut. So yummy.
I love my brussel sprouts. I can’t get enough.
How have you been feeling? Tired. Large. Slothlike. Mentally, I’m still trying to wrap my mind around this whole pregnancy thing. I know it’s happening. I see the physicality of it and feel it, but in a way I feel detached from it. I’m not quite sure how to describe it. I am in awe of the baby growing inside me and freaking amazed at my body’s transformation and it’s natural progression. But, I feel like I should be oohing and aahing and talking about being connected to my little one and being in tears with joy yayda yada yada, but to be honest, it hasn’t hit me that way. I’m happy the baby is healthy thus far, and things are going well overall. I just haven’t been hit with the maternal love stick yet.
What I am really excited for though is seeing Eric as a father. I know he will be an amazing father as he is already a wonderful son, husband and friend. That brings tears to my eyes. Thinking, imagining him holding our baby for the first time and being wrapped around its little finger. I think I look forward to that most. Seeing him interact with the baby and being a Dad. Ah. My heart aches.
Okay, so I think that sums up the first half of the pregnancy. I’ll try to update more as the weeks progress, but we shall see how that goes. Lemme know if you want to know anything else.
Hope you are all having a lovely week so far.