I sit down at the computer with the intention to write a blog post on lunch break or at home on the couch, but things just keep getting in the way. Even though we are no longer manufacturing at work, we still have a lot of old paper work to get through, by which I mean shred. I have been sorting through dust covered boxes holding old invoices from the 70s. And by the time I get home, all I want to do is sink into the couch with my feet up and veg or clean like crazy and get overwhelmed and stressed by the enormity of it all.
But enough of that. Here’s a pregnancy update.
How far along are you? 26 weeks!
Total weight gain: Up another 4-5 lbs or so, about 15+lbs. I entered the 40s and am honestly, slightly freaking out.
Baby bump: Apparently the uterus hijacker is the size of an eggplant or the length of a large scallion [that’s what my apps say!] and weighs 2lbs.
Please excuse the mess. Laundry day yesterday. Photobomb by Chloe.
Sleep: I’ve been tossing and turning a lot been getting maybe 6-7 hours average. We had a scare at Thanksgiving when I woke up around 2 am unable to breathe. I woke up on my stomach and found that I couldn’t inhale. I’ve had asthmatic like attacks similar to this in the past (mostly when I was in Hungary and I think were related more to anxiety attacks). Eric woke up in a panic and I felt so bad seeing the helplessness in his eyes as I struggled to calm myself enough to breathe. It took several moments of forcing my body to calm down and relax and I’m typing this post so obviously I started to breathe again, but it was scary.
I haven’t had any more breathing issues/attacks, but sleep has been difficult. Eric got me Babies R Us version of a snoogle to help me sleep. I think the mountain of pillows and the Great Wall was crowding him. Sleep has been slightly better, less achy and uncomfortable but still elusive in the rest department.
It looks like an earthworm. o.o;;
Movement: Some days the baby has been kicking like crazy and having raving dance parties. Other times pretty quiet and chill as it moves into a different position where I can’t feel it. Eric, his mom and brother have gotten to see and feel the baby move. My parents haven’t had the chance yet since movement mostly happens in morning and evening.
Best moment thus far: Same. Feeling the baby move and watching Eric’s reaction to it all. He told me the other day that he’s excited to meet our baby and can’t wait to see what it looks like and what the personality it. It’s sweet to see him so happy.
Oh! We went through a book of baby names and have come up with 50 names. We will whittle it down to our top 15 each, combine whatever matches and then work our way down from there. So far, my top contenders are the ones we’ve though up on our own.
How have your workouts been? Last week I only went to water aerobics and pre natal yoga. The week before was water aerobics, lots of walking, yoga and hiking.
So it seems like every other week I get awesome workouts in and the next it’s pfft. I feel so much better after my workouts, but also feel very tired. I miss running. Darn my hips.
Food Cravings: Hmm. Not sure. I’ve always had crazy cravings and haven’t really noticed a difference in them. The other day I got fried pickles. Something I would have ordered anyways, pregnant or not. And lots of pasta. Salty chips. Loads of sweets (going to the candy store in Los Gatos was a bad idea) and kale. Yes. I was missing kale and have been adding it to my smoothies sautéing them to mix with dinner. Oh and burgers. I love my burgers.
Anything making you queasy or sick? Poultry. Not just chicken but turkey and other birds. There was talk of having a Christmas duck or goose and just the thought kind of makes me gag. I’m fine if the chicken is hidden under loads of curry, but still…
Gender: See bottom of post.
Symptoms: Hmm… for the most part I’ve been feeling alright. I’ve got the achy hips and lower back, and itchy boobs, but other than that, okay so far (knock on wood). Yoga helps with most of the aches and pains, but wow, if I don’t stretch out I feel it badly. My hips are a BIG issue for me. Hence the no running
How have you been feeling: I feel pretty good mentally most of the time. But the other day I caught sight of myself in the mirror and coupled with the weight gain it was a blow to my self esteem. I’m going to be brutally honest with you. I don’t feel like me. I don’t look like me and it jars me. I don’t like that I look huge with or without my clothes on and the number on the scale frightens me. It’s unnerving to see my body transform into something unrecognizable to me.
I know. I know. I’m pregnant. I’m growing a baby inside my body. Eric tells me I look perfectly fine, loves me etc, but it’s hard for me mentally. I’m taking each day at a time and reminding myself every day that my body change is only temporary and so very worth it to provide a safe and healthy environment for our baby, and hell I willingly signed up for this experience.
Am I enjoying the experience? 98% of me screams yes! I’m happy to be pregnant and like I said before, am in awe of the whole process. It’s just that very strong 2% where my disordered issues reside is what pisses me off. It pushes me towards a dark place I don’t want to go and I hate the fact that it’s even there.
Sorry for the little downer. It’s not all rainbows and unicorns around here. I feel guilty for feeling like that, but that’s just the way it is. And I know that it’s okay to feel like that once in a while, as long as I don’t dwell on it too much. Acknowledge, feel bad a bit and move on. Today is a new day and I already feel better about things.
What I’m looking forward to: My appointment next week. I love hearing the heartbeat. Finishing up the damn registry. I forgot to add three items to it when I was at the store over the weekend so I’ll just have to update it online somehow. I completely spaced on getting a mattress for the crib. Oiye. I have fallen in love with the Bob jogging stroller. I can’t wait to get it and take it for a spin with the little once when it’s able to be in it safely.
Anything else: I took the glucose screening test last week. The cold flat orange soda, chug within 5 minutes and wait for an hour before blood drawing thing. It wasn’t bad at all really. I was afraid of how I’d react to all the sugar, but surprisingly, no ill side effects. I was actually tired after it all, just sitting around and waiting bored me. I haven’t heard the results from my doctor yet, but no news is good news, right?
As for the baby’s sex. . . well, we found out at the NT scan at about 18 or 19 weeks. Oct 13 on my birthday.
We are having a girl.
And by the way she’s been kicking, she’s hopefully going to have some strong legs on her. Future runner? Waterpolo player? Soccer player? Only time will tell, and Eric and I are so very excited to meet her in March.
Thanks for hanging around and reading the pregnancy update. I promise you (double dog promise) I will update again that won’t have the baby as the main theme. More other life stuff and my thoughts on food and running
Hope you are all having a great Monday. Here’s to a good week!