25 weeks, 5 days – Bébé is Size of a Napa Cabbage – and the Parenthood series finale…

Moving right along.  25 weeks.  I can’t believe I am almost into the third trimester!  Still doing good on the anti-nausea front.  Not going to say too much because I don’t want to jinx it.

I was pretty motivated yesterday, and scheduled a whole slew of things!  I scheduled a tour of the birthing ward at the hospital we will be delivering at.  They just renovated everything in the past year, and everything is state-of-the-art.  I’m pretty excited to check it out.  Even better, I learned that they offer in-room spa services!  WHAT?!  Oh yes, you can schedule a manicure or pedicure during your stay!  I told Mike and his response was, “Sounds like this is going to be an expensive trip”….hahaha, no kidding.  Expensive trip, expensive kid…goodbye vacations and nice Anthropologie clothes for mama.

I also scheduled us for an accelerated birthing class.  It is on a Saturday from 9 until 5.  I told Mike this and his response was, “WHAT?  8 hours?!”  He was partly joking.  I am not a fan of sitting somewhere for 8 hours, either.  But it was either that or three weeks of Tuesday/ Wednesday night classes, and we would never make the class in time since it is at a different location.  They will let us leave for lunch, at least.  And the lady told me to dress comfortably and to bring 4 large pillows.  Can’t wait!  🙂    As long as I don’t have to sit in a chair for 8 hours, I will be okay.  Just lay me out on the floor, and I will pay attention.

And finally, I scheduled the glucose test ::cringe:: for next Saturday.  Fingers crossed I don’t vomit and they let me take my time drinking it, and I can drink it in peace.  I have to be there at 7 a.m., so I’m going to ask if they have a room with a bed after I drink the sugar drink, hahaha!   I told Mike he didn’t have to join me for this appointment, since I will have to sit there for an hour or two before they can draw my blood.  Fun times.  I think we are going to be pretty busy with our weekends up until baby girl is born!

I watched the series finale of Parenthood last night.  It was a great ending, in my opinion.  It makes such a difference when the creators of the show are actually aware that it is their last season and have enough time to prep a proper ending for the show.  So many shows find out mid-season that it will be their last season, so there is no closure for the viewers.  I feel as though they packed A LOT into one hour, but I was still happy with the outcome and future montage that they played to show where everyone ended up in life.  Lots of tears.  I’m not going to post any spoilers here for those of you who may not have seen it yet.  But it’s amazing.  I keep telling myself that the show is not real, and that they are not a real family.  But something inside of me really wants that kind of family!  The love they show to each other seemed so genuine.  And even the anger, since they obviously weren’t perfect.  I just want the same for our little family.  I hope that we can have that.  I hope I’m a good mom.  I really do.  Oh, and the music in the final episode WAS AMAZING.  Here is my favorite song (the intro Bob Dylan song, performed by Rhiannon Giddens and Iron & Wine) is perfection:   http://youtu.be/KHMlZxG339Y

Oh, and a good post to document the tear-factor of the finale:  http://www.vulture.com/2015/01/parenthood-series-finale-cry-cap-season-6-episode-13.html


eating:   Pretty much anything at this point aside from the normal haters on my vomit list.  Still loving the Italian ice and have recently had a small obsession with smoothies, thanks to a good friend at work!  Oh, and LITTLE CAESARS!!  I got this for lunch one day earlier this week because I was craving it – yes, just for me.  I’m craving all the foods I loved as a kid!  We would always order Little Caesars pizza and crazy bread when I was allowed to have friends sleep over.  Such good stuff.  Baby girl will probably end up with a gluten allergy.


drinking: Smoothies, Squirt (I know, weird, right?), and Pepsi

avoiding: Shrimp.  Chicken.  Avocado.

wearing:  Ugh, I’m getting bigger by the day.  I finally bought one of those belly bands from Target so that I could keep wearing my work pants to work without having to buy new pants.  Bought some more Liz Lange maternity tops on clearance.  Had Mike take some photos this morning of me.

I’m concerned about my legs – they keep cramping up in the middle of the night!  Just my calves, really.  I’m afraid I’m going to have to start wearing those hideous circulation stockings that you see all of the old people wearing.  I need a better option!  Has anyone else had this problem before?

And something weird that I noticed.  My skin was always hit-or-miss before pregnancy.  I wouldn’t say that I had acne, but I would break out every now and then on my face, like a 13 year old.  Since I’ve been pregnant ::knock on wood:: my skin has been great!  Definitely not glowing or anything, but clear for the most part.  Still pale as hell.  I’ve heard that the opposite is supposed to happen.  Especially with having a girl, you’d think my hormone levels would double, hence my skin problems would double.  Not the case!  I’ll take it, though!

Stay tuned for my next post – it would be about our adventures in baby-registering!

Here is what 25 weeks looks like.  PS:  My hair is wet from having just gotten out of the shower, it’s not greasy 🙂

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Ovia App: Your Uterus is Now the Size of a Soccer Ball (24 weeks, 5 days)

Ewe, Ovia, just ewe.   Makes sense that I am running out of clothes that fit, though.

So, I learned yesterday that I still have emotions (not just anger, like I thought!).  All it took was my weekly viewing of the show Parenthood.  Usually, I get choked up and tear up a little bit, but this episode was different.

First of all, if you don’t watch Parenthood, I highly recommend starting.  The very last episode will be on NBC next Thursday night, but you can still watch all the seasons on Hulu or whatever other streaming programs there are.  It’s a one-hour family drama/ comedy show with an amazing cast, and it is genius.  I will admit, some episodes are better than others (toward the end, they were running into budget issues, so the whole cast is not in every single episode of the last season, until the final episode, that is).

For all of you Craig T. Nelson fans out there, this show is for you.  My parents used to watch the show Coach when it was on television, and my brother and I would follow suit.  I was a big fan of the show, and even wanted to move to Minnesota.  So, when Parenthood started up, and Craig T. had a leading role in it, along with Lorelai Gilmore and Dax Shepard, you better believe I was on board.

So, I’m watching the second-to-last episode in bed last night.  Mike is playing on his phone because he hates the show (he hates Ray Romano and Monica Potter).  I made it through the whole first half of the episode just fine.  And then COACH has a few key scenes at the end, and I am left SOBBING LIKE A BABY.  Oh my goodness, it’s not even real!  It’s a television show for crying out loud!  Mike thinks I’m a nerd.  I’m just glad that I still have a heart.  Even if it was Coach who had to bring it out in me.   I am terrified of what next week’s episode will bring out in me.  I’ll just have to mentally prepare myself for it.

Oh, and the music they play in every episode is usually amazing and spot-on.   Very folksie/ Ray LaMontagne/ Bob Dylan like.  Love love love.  If you like that kind of music.

In other news, baby girl is kicking ALL THE TIME.  It’s funny though, because I will tell Mike to put his hand on my stomach, and she stops immediately.  Last night he said, “Great, the kid already hates me” – hahaha.

He then told me that he would have to go on a business trip to New York in mid-April.  I laughed at him, because I thought he was for sure joking.  Nope!  WTF?  He better hope baby girl doesn’t want to come into this world early.

We are going to register for our baby shower this weekend at Target and Buy Buy Baby.  Should be an interesting time for both of us.  I am kind of excited.  I met up with a friend at Buy Buy Baby last week to go through everything with her and noted the “must-have” items and the “don’t bother” items.  I actually took notes, like a nerd.  I feel much better about the situation now!  For example, no bassinet for us!  I am all about convenience and whatever will break down/ move the easiest.  I will be sure to document our visits and share on here.  It will be comical, if nothing else.

Additionally, has anyone out there used The Honest Company diapers, wipes, or bathing accessories?  I signed up for their “freebie” five pack right after I found out I was pregnant, and all you have to pay for is shipping.  Stupid me, I didn’t read the confirmation email after I ordered.  I inadvertently signed up for their “diaper bundle” monthly program by not canceling right away.  So, all of the sudden, there was an $80 charge on our Visa a few weeks later for a million diapers and wipes for a child we don’t even have the privilege of knowing yet.  Needless to say, Mike had a conniption.  And I didn’t even order the Newborn size, I ordered a size up.  IDIOT.  So yeah, hopefully baby girl likes Honest Company diapers and stays in the 8 to 14 pound range for a long time, because that’s all we will have!



24 weeks, 1 day – Bébé is Size of an Eggplant – and some notes on maternity leave…

So, our dog has an eggplant stuffed toy.  I know, it’s weird.  But it came from his monthly subscription to BarkBox, and he loves it.  By the way, if you have a puppy, definitely try out BarkBox – even if only for one month!  Your pup gets his/ or her own box, depending on their size, and the toys and treats usually have a theme.  So cute.  If you order a plan before January 31, use the promo code OMEGASAMIGOS for 10% off your BarkBox AND a $10 credit to The BarkBox Shop (you can buy the things your pup gets in the box if they really love it!).

So now, all I can picture is our dog carrying around our baby in his mouth, like he does his eggplant toy.  Nice, right?

This past week has been a good one.  No sickness!  YEAH!   Hoping I didn’t just jinx it.  That is usually what happens.

What I’ve gathered from friends and blogs, is that women are susceptible to becoming very emotional while pregnant.  Hormones are crazy, and the outcome seems to be disastrous for everyone involved.    Mostly what I hear, though, is that these women are mostly triggered by something that then makes them cry.  Whether it be a commercial, a song, or a smell.  And then they just start randomly crying.    It is pretty much the opposite for me, and I’m worried it is probably not normal.  I get angry at EVERYTHING now.  I hate EVERYONE (not really, but people really test my patience these days).  We were watching How I Met Your Mother the other day, and I just couldn’t believe the hatred that I had suddenly formed for Ted and Robin.  Hate hate hate.  My husband thinks I’m a loon for sure.  I get annoyed by pretty much anything.  It’s like PMS times 100.  No tears, though.

Italian ice seems to help though.  I had a really rough day dealing with your everyday family drama (thank god I married into a normal family), and I thought I was going to explode when I got home.  Instead of erupting on Mike, he suggested that I stop for some Italian ice on my way home.  It’s my new craving/ addiction.  So I did.  Not only did I get banana Italian ice (AMAZING – it tastes like banana runts!), but I also got a salted chocolate pretzel ice cream, a chocolate coconut cupcake, and my staple – nachos and extra jalapenos.   So I just eat my emotions now when I’m feeling angry now.  But look out if there isn’t any good food around.  That’s healthy, right?

Random Symptoms:   My belly itches like I have chicken pox.  I know it is because my skin is stretching, so I have invested in sweet almond oil, per a few recommendations.  It’s supposed to be good for preventing stretch marks.  I am all about that, so I am on board.

Fat Things:  I know – so many girls take super cute photos every week to show progress with a cute little chalkboard to note all of the fun things about pregnancy.  I always forget, and when I do remember, I usually look like crap.  But at least I’m not being fake!  I’m not going to dress up to take a photo and pretend like pregnancy is the best thing since sliced bread.  So this is what you get 🙂   Take it or leave it   🙂

24 weeks

Cute Things:   We were going through our DVR recordings and I noticed that Frozen was recorded and looked at Mike, because I certainly had not taped it (the song makes me want to pull out my hair).  Mike said, “I taped it for our daughter”….that was the one time I almost cried, but I laughed instead because of the way he said it.  Super cute.  He’s thinking about our daughter already.  Love love love.   Oh yes, WE ARE HAVING A GIRL!   🙂   I think I have told pretty much all the family, so I can gush about her on here now.  Totally knew it was a girl the whole time.  Glad I was right!

Maternity Leave:  I love that we have certain freedoms in the United States that other countries do not benefit from.  But I fucking hate how maternity leave is viewed and dealt with by employers and even men in general.  So many other countries offer months of paid maternity leave, to both mother AND father.  Here, not so much.   You would think for government entities, that the maternity leave would be one of the better plans and that SOMETHING would be paid for.  NOPE.  I’m allowed to take the full 12 weeks per FMLA standards, but if I want to get paid for it, I will have to use my vacation time, sick time, and comp time until it runs out.  For any days after that, I would be getting paid nothing.   I’m not going to keep ranting about it, I am just going to leave you with what an official told me during my pre-maternity leave meeting:

“Don’t worry, everyone loves you here.  You do a great job.  You’re not going anywhere.”

I told my husband this, and he thought it was a nice compliment.  Of course he would.

Does anyone else see how that could be viewed as borderline questionable?  He’s basically saying, “Don’t worry, we aren’t going to get rid of you just because you decided to start a family.”   What the fuck?

I am not the one who needs reassurance.  He should need reassurance that I even plan to come back to this circus after my twelve weeks.

23 Weeks, 4 Days – Bebe is size of bunch of grapes

Really, Ovia?  A bunch of grapes?  SO WEIRD.

Okay, so I had another appointment Monday with my doctor.  This time, she actually took out a measuring tape to measure my belly.  Feeling fatter by the day!  But that’s okay.  I think I’ve managed to lose all other muscle in my body, so I’ll probably come out ahead in the long run (yeah, right). I have gained 13 lbs since my first appointment in October.  Hard to believe since I feel as though I am puking half of my nutrients away. When the doctor was listening for the heartbeat, baby kept kicking and kicking.  Baby is super active, and that makes me happy.   I’m sure baby will settle down when baby is born, right?  Because mama has no energy as it is. Before the doctor came in to visit with me, I could hear her talking to the woman in the room next to me.  The mom-to-be was 40, and they decided that she would be induced on Friday.  She said, “the next time I see you, you will have a baby” – how crazy is that?  I can’t believe we will be having that same discussion in the near future (hopefully not about induction – I have heard such horror stories!)

Something interesting we talked about while the doctor came in, was about hydration – a major concern of mine.  The taste (or lack thereof) of water makes me nauseous.  I generally put lemon in it, but even then it is hard to tolerate more than one bottle.  Every pregnancy blog announces how important it is to drink eight glasses of water per day, because baby needs it!  They make you feel so guilty if you don’t or can’t.   So I started telling her my problem, and she cut me off right away and started shaking her head, “You aren’t actually trying to drink that much water each day, are you?”  I said hell no, I just try to push myself to four glasses a day, which is a stretch.  She said don’t push it!  People tend to forget how much water is in the food that we eat, and even the other drinks that we take in, so it is rare that I would need to worry about being dehydrated.  If I were puking all day long and not holding anything down, then yes, we would need to talk about how I’m staying hydrated.  She seriously made me feel so much better.  I’m basically living on unsweetened iced tea with lemon at this point, drink-wise.  Unless fountain Pepsi is available…

My doctor also told me that the next test of mine would suck.  The glucose test that I have heard oh-so-much about!  After she explained that I would have to drink a can of lemon-lime juice containing double the sugar of a Red Bull in less than five minutes, I’m sure my facial expression explained it all.  I told her my fear was that it would make me sick, after she told me how much it disgusted everyone.  She told me I can take my anti-nausea pills that morning (even though I’m not supposed to eat or drink anything), and that I can wait another 4 or 5 weeks until I feel that the nausea period has passed (HA!).  If you can’t keep down the liquid crack and vomit, then you have to prick your finger every day for a week or so to monitor your own blood sugar.  NO THANKS.  So, I will definitely be the child sitting in the corner plugging her nose while she chugs the liquid crack.  Then, I get to sick and wait an hour after drinking it so they can take my blood again to make sure it’s doing what it should be with the sugar.  I told Mike he didn’t have to join me for that appointment.  It’s not going to be pleasant for anyone.  Stay tuned for that update.

I also asked her about my terrible lower back pains.  She suggested getting the icy hot patches and wearing those at work or in the car.  So I bought those at Walgreens yesterday, and THEY SUCK.  Don’t bother buying them.  I resorted to bringing my heating pad to work with me, which is the only thing that helps when I am having to sit upright for longer periods of time.

Anyhow, on to a more fun subject for me:  FOOD. I have found a new addiction/ craving.  Jodi’s Italian Ice Factory in Hammond, IN.  They only have a Facebook page right now, so that is the link I had added.  I know what you are thinking.  Who eats or wants Italian Ice in January in Chicago?  Only a fool!  Or a pregnant chicky.   It’s not just normal Italian Ice – she experiments with these crazy flavors.  For example, what got me to stop in was their sour strawberry/ lemonade sour patch kid Italian Ice.  Pair that baby with some nachos and jalapenos, and we are good to go.   I made my second trip there in a week yesterday.  So worth it.  Turns out the Subaru has an added nacho holder that I didn’t even know about!  Heck yeah.  Here are some photos of the goodness:

Italian IceNacho Cheese

And now for a healthier addiction I’ve had for lunch this entire week!   See below for the recipe/ photos.  Courtesy of Cuisine Magazine – Fast & Fresh Edition.  I made these sandwiches for my husband and I all week.  I usually get sick of things so quickly, but this has stuck.  I am thankful, since this is healthy for the most part.

Dill Havarti Veggie Sandwiches

For the dill spread, whisk: 1/4 cup of canola or olive oil mayonnaise 1/4 cup of sour cream 1/4 cup chopped fresh dill 1 tbsp. minced lemon zest Salt and black pepper to taste

For the sandwiches, spread: Pumpernickel Bread Slices 2 cups fresh baby spinach 8 oz sliced dill Havarti cheese 1/2  zucchini (crosswise), thinly sliced lengthwise  *mandolin works great for this 1/2  yellow squash (crosswise), thinly sliced lengthwise  *mandolin works great for this 1/2  red bell pepper (seeded and sliced) 1  cup thinly sliced cucumber (about 1/2 large cucumber)  *mandolin works great for this 1/2  cup thinly sliced red onion

For the dill spread, whisk mayonnaise, sour cream, dill, and zest in a small bowl; season with salt and pepper and set aside

For the sandwiches, spread the dill spread on one side of each bread slice. Layer spinach, cheese, zucchini, yellow squash, bell pepper, cucumber, and red onion on the bread.

CALORIE CONTENT:  Per sandwich, 448 calories; 27g total fat (15g salt); 69 mg chol; 873mg sodium; 32g carb; 6g fiber; 20g protein

dill havarti veggie sandwich

22 Weeks, 6 Days…Still Corny on the Cob

Just a few updates…

I should have started taking Zofran AGES ago.  I thought I’d try to do the “non-medicine” thing and keep my system clear of anything that could harm baby, but that ship has sailed.  I’m not going to jinx it, but I’d like to meet the person who invented this wonderful medicine.  Keep working your magic!

My pregnancy pillow has arrived from Bump Nest!  Even though I didn’t get the polka dot pattern that I really wanted since they were out, I am very please with the Chevron pattern.  Rorschach is also interested in this pillow.  Mike saw it and said, “This is going to be like a third person sleeping with us!  That thing is massive!”  He clearly did not know what to expect when I explained it, even though I did send him a link.  Oh well!  The first night of sleeping with it was a good one!  I’m going to have to mess with it a bit, because my neck hurts a little – I’m not used to having such a firm pillow, so I know that has contributed.  But it’s as wonderful as I thought it would be!

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Now if only these terrible leg cramps would disappear!  I guess it is a pregnancy thing.  I wake up in the middle of the night and stretch out, thus pointing my toes.  WORST idea ever.  It never fails, because my right leg consistently cramps up, and I feel as though I have pulled a muscle.  I have to sit there and wait for it to go back to being normal.  WTF.  I have read that it could be dehydration.  Whatever.  I have to pee ALL THE TIME.  If I added more fluids, I would just take up permanent residency in the bathroom.   Also, I did read that it is normal to have leg cramps in the THIRD trimester, which is a club that I am not part of yet.  Seems like all of these symptoms are hitting me a trimester early, which is not cool.  Does that mean I’m going to be free and clear in trimester three and I’m suddenly going to love pregnancy?  DOUBT IT!

Despite what I think I should be eating, my body still craves food that is probably not the best for me.  Like yesterday for example.  My kind mother offered to bring me lunch to work so that I wouldn’t have to go out in the cold if I didn’t already have something.  I had some frozen lunches in the freezer, but did not want them (shocker).  I am the worst.  So I asked her for a cheeseburger, small fry, and small Coke from McDonald’s. A happy meal without the toy, if you will.  Pretty standard.  She comes in with a big cheeseburger from a local pancake house cafe, fries, chicken noodle soup, and what I’m pretty sure was Swanel (cheap-o generic Pepsi for cheap-o restaurants that don’t want to pay for the real thing).  Of course, I thanked her.  But in my head, I was defeated.  I just wanted a McDonald’s cheeseburger!  Baby wants what baby wants.  She told me that I shouldn’t be eating crap like McDonalds.  Ayayayaya.

Speaking of good/ bad food, I left early from work one day last week, as it was blizzarding outside.  A common occurrence when living in the Midwest (why the hell do we still live here?)  Visibility was zero, wind was insane, and I couldn’t see the lines on the expressway.  But all I could think about during the drive was how incredibly hungry I was.  There is a Taco Bell 5 minutes from our house.  Any normal person would have driven straight home after the scary drive I had.  Not me!  Taco Bell it is!  I didn’t care at that point, I figured I could slide my way home on the side streets if I had to.  Best pregnancy lunch ever.  This baby is probably going to be vegan or something insane after all of the terrible foods I am scarfing down.  I know what you’re thinking of the picture below.  “That is easily 2,000 calories on that plate”….and worth every single one of them!  I even took a nap afterwards.   VICTORY!

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22 Weeks, 1 Day – Bebe is the size of a Corn on the Cob…

Alright!  So much for my 2015 goal!  I am convinced that this child hates me.   We went to Hooter’s on Sunday for some lunch.  I thought I’d order some shrimp fried in parmesan garlic sauce.  I took one bite of a shrimp, and quickly thought to myself, “Bad idea, genius”….now, I have had shrimp before while pregnant and have been just fine!  The consistency of this shrimp was just off – it almost tasted like they were raw and stringy, but still warm.   SO GROSS.  Mike could tell by the look on my face that I was about to have an episode.  He told me not to eat it, and that he would split his chicken sandwich with me.  I just had tiny little pieces of it, and was doing well.  Ate some curly fries and some fried pickles.  Good good.  We were getting close to being finished, and I suddenly got the urge to make a run for it.  Luckily, there was only a little girl washing her hands in the bathroom and promptly left before I could start losing everything.

The nice thing about Hooters is that their bathrooms are equipped with speakers so that you can hear the football games – and they are LOUD!   So even if someone was in there, they wouldn’t have been able to hear me.  I hate looking at myself in the mirror afterwards.  It usually looks like I have been crying, and my eyes look like blood vessels have popped inside of the whites.  But a big shout-out to Hooters, because our waitress was so kind.  I didn’t want to tell her what was up when she asked if there was something wrong with my shrimp.  I told her “no no, I’m fine!” and went on eating plain fries.  It was when I got back from the bathroom that she said, “Are you sure nothing is wrong?” that Mike told her I was pregnant, and that some things bother me.  She immediately had the shrimp taken off of our bill. She was probably thinking, “Why did this fool order this then?”  Oh well.  Live and learn.

eating:   I am a BIG fan of Cutie clementines recently.  I try to eat two or three a day (they are high in folic acid, and just convenient).  I keep them in my car so they stay cold (don’t tell Mike – he hates when I store things in there).  Also, I have been buying Vitamin Water XXX, which I usually reserve for after my sickness episodes, since water just never tastes right.  Again, Mike would kill me since Vitamin Water is a Coke product I think.  Definitely not Pepsi.  But I’ve tried Propel, and it disgusts me.  So he will just have to deal.    I could really go for some nachos now.  It’s negative degrees outside, so I’m contemplating a Taco Bell run for lunch, but probably should reconsider.   I also had the best burger of my life from The Butcher & the Burger…see their menu and info here:  Butcher & the Burger   It seems ridiculous to go all the way to the North side for a burger, but I have an inkling that we will be doing this again soon.  I already have a craving for another one.  And BONUS – it is super close to Binny’s!  We stocked up on beer (and non-alcoholic grapefruit soda).  Quite convenient.

drinking: Decaffeinated and unsweetened iced tea & Vitamin water XXX.  Fountain Pepsi when we go out.  Everything else disgusts me.

avoiding: Shrimp.  Chicken.  Exercising.  Organizing.  Sitting for long periods of time.

wearing:  I pretty much live in my maternity jeans now!  My mother-in-law was kind enough to get me a pair of skinny-maternity jeans for Christmas, and they fit great!  I bought a cute Liz Lange sweater dress, but will likely wear it with leggings.  No one need to see my pale legs.  Speaking of dresses, I also had to buy a pair of maternity nylons!  Didn’t even know they made them…Turns out they are super comfortable!  A little pricey, so hopefully I don’t get a run in them at all.


We had a wedding to attend this past Saturday.  Nothing like trying to find a dress that fits.  I didn’t want to have to buy something new, so I decided to try on things I already had.  What a joke.  Mike just laughed at the first dress (as did I)…

Pink Dress

Good thing the second dress had some give to it!  Also, I happened to buy this dress is two sizes when I did, so this is the bigger one.  Funny how things work out.  I had every intention of returning the one that didn’t fit as well…

Black Dress Wedding

feeling: Meh.  I feel terrible right now, so it’s hard to think of times when I feel GREAT.  I’m so thankful that I have an office job where I do.  I never would have been able to survive otherwise, and probably would have been fired by now elsewhere, though I believe that is probably illegal.

reading: Baby name book, now that we know the gender!  We went through both of our lists last night, and I think we will be okay.  I’m oddly surprised at how many names he likes from the 2000 era.  Like the name Madison.  Hello?!  That is so ten years ago!  I will likely be the one to give in for the name, which seems absurd since I’m the one who has been so sick and has to carry this bundle of joy around.  I will just be more stubborn about other things in the future.

buying:  We bought some booties for the baby at Target.  I just could not pass them up.  It was our very first purchase for Baby Peters!

sleeping: NOT GOOD.  It seems to be getting worse by the night, so I decided to invest in this:  Pregnancy Body Pillow from Bump Nest  It should be arriving any day now, so maybe that will put a halt to the constant tossing and turning.  Stand by for my review 🙂

loving:  Thinking about what the baby’s room will look like, whether it is at our house or at Mike’s parents’ house.  I have high hopes.

getting used to: Being a fatty.  But for real, it’s kind of fun.  We will be registering for the baby shower soon, so that will be a blast.  I can already tell that Mike is going to be indifferent to items.  That just gives me all the power 🙂

21 Weeks, 5 Days – Bebe is the size of a Baby Bok Choy

First of all, I love my pregnancy app – Ovia.  It gives me updates daily on how I should be feeling, and what the baby is doing in there.  For example, today, Baby’s internal reproductive system is developing.  And also, it told me that I’m probably gaining weight at a more rapid pace (no shit) and may be experiencing some effects like fatigue or backache.  It also shows a picture of how big the baby’s hand is at this point in time compared to what it will be at 9 months.

Here’s what I hate about Ovia, and similar apps:  How they compare your baby to the size of fruits or vegetables that are so random.  Like, I don’t know how big a baby bok choy is…I don’t even know how big a normal bok choy is!  Why not compare the baby to menu items from Taco Bell?  “Baby is the size of a nacho cheese chalupa” or “Baby is now the size of a crunch box”…at least I can relate to those things.

So this morning was a good start to the new year.  As I was driving on the expressway, I realized that I forgot to put on both deodorant AND make up.  So that was cool.  Not that I’m trying to impress anyone at work (believe me), but I am wearing a new sweater today, so I’d rather not ruin it with nastiness.  Luckily, I’ve got a spare deodorant in my office.  But the face is a lost cause.  Oh well!  Pregnancy brain strikes again.

My goal for 2015 is no more vomiting.  I don’t know how doable that is, but I will try.

Someone asked me the other day if nesting has kicked in for me yet and if I had started organizing and cleaning everything.  I just laughed at this person and said no, not yet.  For Mike’s sake, I hope it does kick in eventually.  I threw a fit about taking down the ornaments and putting all the Christmas stuff away last night.  Why do we have to get this done immediately on January 1?  Not that I didn’t sit around the entire rest of the day, but I didn’t feel like putting things into boxes, etc. No fun!

My other goal for early this year is to start buttoning things up at work.  I am hopeful that I will not go into labor early, but I suppose I should be ready at any point to not come back.

I have also heard that you can get your insurance to pay for your breast pump, so I need to get on that.

I have been thinking more and more about when we put the house on the market this February.  Part of me hopes (selfishly) that it wouldn’t be worth it to put it on the market this year, and that we should wait another year.  If we do sell this year, I am afraid that it will be at the worst possible time.  Mike’s sister is getting married in May, and so for us to move into his parents’ house during that time of chaos, I think I would just rather not.  I don’t need the added stress, and I don’t think his parents do, either.  If we can hold off on selling until AFTER the wedding, like into the summer months, I would be a little more willing to move in with them.  Part of me also wants those 12 weeks just with the baby and I, in OUR house.  Not that I don’t love my in-laws or that they wouldn’t help me at all, it’s just me being selfish again.  I won’t get those first 12 weeks back, and I want them to be wonderful and comfortable for all of us.

I created a Target baby registry for us the other day, just to make it easier for when we actually go in and start scanning things.  I was looking at their “popular items” lists, and I honestly have no idea where we are going to start.  So many different options for a high chair, stroller, car seat…I should hire someone to research the best of everything.  Should be a test of our patience for sure 🙂  Also, all of the furniture that I like is either “out of stock” or “not available online or in stores”…WTF Target?!

Ultrasound tomorrow!  Let’s hope I don’t have the bitchy ultrasound tech, because I seem to not have a filter lately, and it won’t end well for either one of us.  Fingers crossed for a boy!  Now that I’ve said that, it will most definitely be a girl.  Mark my words.