30 weeks, 3 days – Bébé is Size of a Summer Cantaloupe

10 more weeks left!  I’m sure it will feel like a year.

I had my 30 week appointment yesterday.  I’m happy that every time I go in, they all seem very happy about how baby and I am progressing.  This time, the nurse and doctor both made positive comments about my weight and how I am only carrying in the belly, which will be great for losing the baby weight down the line.  Believe me, that is the LAST thing on my mind right now.  All I can think about is surrounding myself with yummy sandwiches and hot dogs and sushi once baby girl is born.  That’s when I’ll be packing on the real pounds, since the whole morning sickness idea will be a thing of the past!

I have found that sleeping is no longer as easy for me.  I wake up at least six times a night now, having to pee.  I can never get comfortable.  And I get so upset, because if you know me, you know I love my sleep.  The worst part is that I finally start to get comfortable and calm around 5:30 or 6 a.m., which is when hubby wakes up.  So what’s the point?  So disheartening.

I would also like to touch briefly and as generically as possible about being “blocked up” in the digestive system, because it is real, and it is normal to occur in the third trimester.  I feel like my body has stopped working.  Baby girl must be pressing on all of my intestines and messing up how my system works.  Tuesday was the worst day ever.  I actually had to call my brother and ask him to bring over some prune juice because I was doubling over in pain and Mike wouldn’t be home for hours and I thought I might actually pass out from the pain.  Doesn’t get much more embarrassing than that.  Now I’m terrified to eat anything that could potentially block me up.   I know, TMI, but I keep reading about how “normal” all of this is.

I also never had heartburn before in my life.  Now I do!   Another normalcy in the third trimester, evidently.  Picture this:  I eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich at 6 p.m. for dinner (I didn’t feel like cooking, and Mike was bowling that night).  All good, watching Hindsight on VH1 and lounging around with the dog.  Finally go up to lay down at about 10.   A few minutes after I lay down, I am tasting the peanut butter in my mouth!  SO NASTY.  So now, for the first time in my life, I’ve had to purchase Tums.  I didn’t even know what kind to buy, so I bought like 3 different kinds (they even make them in chews now – kind of like Starburst).  So that has helped a bit, but now I have to stay away from even more foods, and determine if I am eating too close to bedtime.  This shit just keeps getting better!

feeling: It’s physically difficult to get up from chairs/ couches/ bed.  I feel good today though, and it’s probably because the sun is out and I listened to St. Patrick’s Day music on my way into work 🙂  I keep waiting to feel awesome and motivated, but I fear that will never happen before baby girl arrives.

reading: Nothing!  Let’s talk about how unprepared I am going to be for this baby.  I really need to start reading “The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding” before it’s too late.  My friend kindly lent it to me, and I have not even started on it.  I also need to finish my other book about French parenting techniques.  Please, please, please bring on the motivation!!

buying:  We are going on a hunt for a nice glider chair this weekend.  Mike is shocked at how pricey they are and told me I can sit on the couch downstairs while nursing.  I laughed at him and told him if I had to walk up the creaky stairs after baby girl falls asleep with the dog barking at me to let him out and she wakes up, I would be bringing her into him.  So we are looking at gliders this weekend 🙂  Other than that, I have invested in some baby leggings, because they are freaking adorable:

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sleeping: I get up about six times per night to go to the bathroom, which is always fun.  I’m starting to get used to it.  I even try to monitor my fluid intake before going to sleep, but it doesn’t even matter.

getting used to: Not being able to see my feet, and random people commenting on my belly and how pregnant I look.  I’m not offended anymore, so that’s good.

craving:  plain cheese pizza!  Mike and I went to Pizza Hut for the lunch buffet on a rare occasion when we were both working from home when the roads were too bad to go to work.  I could have sat there for three hours eating their plain cheese pizza while dipping it in ranch.  I have also been on a Cool Ranch Dorito kick as of late.  I know, nothing but healthy stuff for baby girl!  I figure she won’t have any allergies after all the crap I’ve been eating and hopefully won’t have to deal with any of that gluten free/ peanut allergy business that so many parents are having to deal with these days.  I hope she has an appetite like mine, and will eat or try pretty much anything 🙂

pondering:  Giving Young Living Oils a shot.  I know a few consultants, and I really want to order the start kit, but it is so expensive!  I have been researching about how the oils can benefit newborns, etc, so I’d really like to talk Mike into it by the time she is here.  Anything to make our house calm and happy.  The problem is, I am easily sold on certain things that happen to be trending.  Mike thinks this makes me a sucker, because he thinks everything is a pyramid scheme and all the people are out to get money and add to their pyramid scheme.  I’m going to keep trying – and if that doesn’t work, I think I will add it to our baby registry, hahaha.  Either that, or my birthday is coming up, and I could tell him that is what I want (see response from hubby below).

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