I’m heavier than our dining room table, now. And Baby Registry!

27 Weeks, 3 Days – Bebe is the size of a bunch of bananas (still weird)

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So this morning brought on some harsh realities for me.

I was sitting at our dining room table this morning eating my strawberry waffles with our dog, Rory, sitting close by and hoping for some leftovers.

Mike walked by and said, “Oh look, mommy is going to give herself gestational diabetes by the amount of syrup she put on her pancakes”  ….clearly I should have lied and told him I passed the glucose test!  This guy is researching everything now.  I tried to explain to him that I likely have the OPPOSITE of diabetes, like hypoglycemia, but he thinks he knows everything.  So now, whenever I am eating something sweet, I will never hear the end of it.  This makes me want to buy a hot dog and eat it right in front of him.  I know he is only looking out for the baby, but I am going to take his head off by the end of this.

So I’m sitting there and I realize I am too far from the table.  We have hard wood floors and the dining room set is taller than most, so my feet don’t touch the ground.  So I grab the table and try to pull myself in.  Usually, the chair would slide in with me in it.  This time, THE TABLE MOVED TO ME.  So yeah, I’m heavier than our dining room table, which is big enough for eight people.  Fuck.

On top of that, I feel hideous.  My hair looks like crap, and yet I don’t feel like going the extra mile with bobby pins to try to make it pretty.  I have been wearing a white Columbia winter coat, unzipped, since it physically cannot zip around my giant stomach.  I have stains on it from rubbing up against my car in the garage while I’m trying to walk around it.  The sad part is that I don’t even care about the stains on the coat.  How sad!  It’s like I’ve given up on life!  I can’t imagine this will get any better in the last 3 months.

In other news, we have been working on finalizing our baby registries.  We registered at both Buy Buy Baby and Target.  Here are some of the fun items we discussed/ fought about:

I originally had this bedding set on the Buy Buy Baby registry, because Mike had actually picked it out, AND it was pink!

glenna jean

Now, let’s talk about cost!  Any guesses?  It is a three piece set, including the comforter, bed sheet, and crib skirt.  We didn’t even check until we got home.  I about had a heart attack.

$269.99!!!

From what I’ve read, newborns aren’t even supposed to be using quilts/ comforters.  So I get three pieces, one of which will be useful as the sheet, while the other two are merely for show?!   WTF!!!!!   So, I took it off of our registry.  I love the style, but I have to be real.  I’d rather we get items at our shower that will actually be put to good use, rather than just sit on display.

Also, why is bamboo muslin so pricey?  We [I] found the cutest swaddles here, but it is a three pack for $44.99!:

Muslin

And the cutest little knee pads for when she starts to crawl around our floors!  Mike actually found these:

Happy Knees

And word to the wise, the crib mattress does NOT come with the crib.  Those bad boys can cost up to $400 if you want a really nice one!  This kid will have a nicer mattress than we do.

I went back and forth about the stroller/ travel system.  Since Mike claims he doesn’t care, I made a momma decision and switched from the Graco travel system to the Chicco Travel System.  I did my research, and this seems safer and easier to get into a car.  Yes, it’s a bit more expensive, but I’m all about efficiency and safety now!

Also, has anyone heard about this Kiinde food and storage system?    You can read about it here:  https://www.kiinde.com/our_products.php

SO MANY THINGS TO CHOOSE FROM!

To be continued…

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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!

 

 

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.