36 Weeks

Yay!  Another goal reached!  This was my final “goal” in my long list other than actually giving birth and I am very happy to be here.  I am EXHAUSTED.  My body is very much done with the stress and the overall pain.  My mind is not far behind my body.  I am just ready to not be pregnant anymore.  I want Tate her and in my arms and I want to have my body semi back.  I hate complaining about this because I really am grateful to have gotten this far and I am beyond grateful for this little man.  But jeez, the end of pregnancy sucks big time.

I had a doctor’s appointment this morning and I am having pretty regular contractions that are relatively mild with some really strong ones mixed in.  One of the ones on the monitor this morning was giant and I could definitely feel it.  Plus, he is waaaay down in my pelvis.  Like to the point where I am peeing every five seconds and walking has now become a really awful activity.  I am going back to the doctor on Friday for another NST, the strep B test and to get checked for progress.  I would be absolutely shocked and a little upset if I haven’t dilated at all with all these contractions.  Just hoping that he is getting ready to come out.  I still want to make it to June, and that is only a few short days away.

How far along? 36 weeks 3 days
Total weight gain: 29 lbs.  Holding steady…
Maternity clothes? Yes and even these are too short or too tight or just plain uncomfortable.
Stretch marks? I’ve just noticed a few on my inner thighs, but they are not very big and I think they are actually old ones that are bright again.
Sleep: Terrible.  I am so uncomfortable all the time.  I am literally sleeping with 5 pillows and I am still not able to make myself comfortable.  I want to sleep on a bean bag chair.
Best moment this week: I’m not sure I can pinpoint one particular moment.  Probably just knowing that I am getting closer to the end.  That is a good thing to think about.
Miss Anything? I am missing beer.  And sleep.  And so many sweet things.  I seriously want chocolate cake.  This might be one of the first things I eat after he is born.
Movement: He goes through hours where he is moving most of the time.  And then he will just not move at all for a couple of hours.  He is definitely sleeping more these days.  His movements are also different now.  Slower and less random.  They are much more controlled and stronger.  And more painful…
Food cravings: OMG.  All sweets.  And in a simpler craving… I just want to be able to eat when I am hungry and not worry so much about what I am eating.  That part is so much harder than the actual food I am able to eat.  Oh, and cereal and milk.  This will be the first thing I eat when after I have him.
Anything making you queasy or sick: Not really.  Just laying down on my back.
Have you started to show yet? Haha, this question is hilarious.  Ummm, yes.
Gender: BOY!!
Labor Signs: Legit contractions.  Lots of smaller contractions.  Absolute exhaustion.  Losing mucous plug very slowly.  Pressure from little man’s head.
Symptoms: See above.  Plus a constantly stuffy nose and being extremely irritable.  And the ridiculous need to nest.
Belly Button in or out? Out
Wedding rings on or off? Off
Happy or Moody most of the time: Moody.  I am just so uncomfortable that it makes it hard to be chipper.  I am happy that I am where I am, but this exhaustion and pain is making it hard to not be a snot all the time.
Looking forward to: Friday and seeing if I am dilated at all.  I surely hope so!


Toddler Injury

I bet you’re all thinking, uh oh Arlie got hurt… Wrong!  In the last week or so Arlie has pretty much beat the carp out of me. I am missing a chunk of flesh in m forehead where she scratched me with a old coffee card. I have bruises on my arms where she flails her legs and kicks me. Tate is constantly being kicked, punched, bumped, and jostled. Honestly, my bump is so sensitive right now that even the smallest nudge from Arlie results in me cringing with pain.

Arlie is to the point where she is testing any and all limits. She isn’t being defiant, she’s figuring out what is allowed and what is not. Usually when she figures out what isn’t allowed, she tests it at least two or three more times. I’m fairly certain that some of her naughtiness right now is stemming from her sensing that change is coming for us. And when I say naughty, I mostly mean mischievous.

Part of the problem now is that she is so stinking smart that she tests everything all the time. She’s just seeing how far her world expands. For me, at this particular point in my life, these constant testing are wearing me down. I’m past the point of total physical exhaustion and her shenanigans are not helping. My exhaustion has left me with a short fuse. I want to extend my patience but I just find myself failing right now.

I wish I could just relax for these few remaining days or weeks but I still feel like I have so much left to do. My plate is full, overflowing even. I’m ready to have him here but I still need to clean and organize and M is not very helpful in that department. Arlie makes more messes than anyone I have ever met. I am almost to the point where I want to hire a maid.

You know what though? Even with the exhaustion, the injuries from my little angel, and the stuff still left to do, I am happy. I’m tired for sure and I have a band aid on my finger where Arlie scratched me with a hair clip, but I’m happy. We are on the brink here of a major change and I’m desperately trying to keep it together. Send me sanity please. And energy if you have any extra to spare…

It’s Killing Me

God lord, my anxiety is CRAAAZZZZYYY right now.  Even with all these NST’s and ultrasounds and extra appointments, I am still worried pretty much all the time.  And I am really starting to hope for him to come sooner rather than later.  In my weird mind right now, I want at least another week, or even to make it into June but after that I am ready for him to be here.  I don’t know what it is about making it to June, but I am uncomfortable with the idea of a May baby.  No idea why.

At my NST yesterday I was having definite contractions on the monitor.  I have been feeling them since Saturday and I wasn’t sure if it was real or not, but I could see and feel them yesterday so that was interesting.  The doctor I saw yesterday is not my favorite, but she is very nice and thorough.  She was mildly concerned with the contractions because I am still pretty early to go into labor.  I agree for the most part, but I think that her concern kind of upped my anxiety again.  It doesn’t help that he is a little quieter today than he has been for the last few days.  I’m fairly certain that he is turned with his back to me again (perfect for labor) and that mutes some of his movements.

I have a lot to do still.  At least a weeks worth of tasks and errands that need to be done.  I am going to bust out some of them today and tomorrow and this weekend should be awful for M because I am going to put him to WORK.  It feels like I need to get everything done immediately in case he decides to come before the induction day.  The nesting tasks are mostly cleaning and organizing, so that should be relatively easy.  And I am obsessed with making sure that Arlie has everything she needs.  Specifically I am trying to get her enough clothes to last her until the end of the year.  This is both fun and kind of stressful because I have to estimate how big she is going to be in September.  Tate is covered for clothes until pretty much next summer so its nice not to have to worry about that.

I know all this worry and anxiety is mostly normal.  I know that the nesting is normal.  I am just tired I guess.  And ready to have him here so I can stop wondering if he is ok.  Having him here means that I am able to physically care for him and that is all I really want right now.  Bring on the no sleep and the crazy night feedings.  I would rather have that than be in this suspended state I am in right now.  I am going to be terrible at teaching my children patience…

35 Weeks

Ok, so as of today I have 30 days left, which is kind of crazy.  That is 30 days until induction, and who knows if he will stay in there that long.  I am still hoping that he will come out a little earlier.  I can feel him lower and lower and I can actually breathe a little better lately so that’s nice.  36 weeks is my next “big” goal and that is on Saturday, so once I am there, I am ready for him to come out.  His lungs looked perfect on the level two ultrasound last week and he was practicing his breathing, so there is no worry on that end.  I genuinely do want to savor the time with Arlie, but I am also just so ready to have him here and safe in my arms.  I know I sound like a broken record, but I really just can’t take much more of the anxiety.  Yesterday I saw a bunch of my loss group friends and it was both awesome and scary.  I miss them and I like seeing them, but it also reminds me of what can happen.  They were all really sweet and reassuring, telling Tate not to scare me, etc.

I have only three appointments this week, so that’s an improvement over last week.  Next week I have my first optional cervical check.  I think I would like to know.  I know it probably doesn’t mean anything if I am dilated, but it’s kind of fun to know.  I also have one more ultrasound for growth check coming up, but no more after that.  They will still check my fluid levels until the end, but no more extended ultrasounds.  I am happy about this.  I feel like because of everything that happened last week, I am just kind of over the stress of an ultrasound.

How far along? 35 weeks 2 days.  30 days left.
Total weight gain: 29 lbs.  It is fluctuating between 28 and 29 lbs.  I saw 200 lbs on the scale last week at one appointment but at the other two I was 199 and 198, so maybe I can stay under 200 permanently.
Maternity clothes? Yes.  I am mixing in some larger stretchy dresses too.  It is hot here and my feet are swelling a lot so a nice breezy dress is awesome.
Stretch marks? Nope.
Sleep: I am still struggling with finding a position that is comfortable, but I am sleeping ok.  I definitely still pee every 5 minutes, but I fall back asleep pretty easily.
Best moment this week: Finding out that Tate’s heart is fine.  And getting to finalize my induction date.
Miss Anything? Cereal and milk.  And cake.  And cupcakes.  Pretty much all sweets.
Movement: Lots on and off.  He squirms a lot back and forth and he is head down now.  He seems to like to have his back and butt sticking out of the front of my bump.  I like it too because I can feel him move much more.  Hopefully it stays this way.
Food cravings: See above.  All sweets.  Juice, cereal, giant glasses of milk, soda, fruit in large quantities.  BEER.
Anything making you queasy or sick: Laying flat, getting up too fast.  Nothing food related though.
Have you started to show yet? Yes, it is laughably large.  Or it is to me.  Yesterday some of my friends told me that I don’t look like I am almost 9 months pregnant.  That was nice.
Gender: BOY!!
Labor Signs: So I am fairly certain I am having contractions on and off.  My NST’s are not showing this, but I feel different, so I am convinced.  I am also getting an increase in discharge and it looks like little bits of the mucous plug (sorry for the TMI).  He has also dropped quite a bit.  My lady bits are sore and I feel like I am walking funny now.
Symptoms: Stuffy, dry, disgusting nose.  Exhausted, nesting, movement, braxton hicks, real contractions, etc.
Belly Button in or out? Out.
Wedding rings on or off? On and off.  Depends on the day and how swollen my hands are.
Happy or Moody most of the time: Mostly happy.  I am definitely the pregnant lady that does not want to be pregnant anymore, but overall I feel pretty happy.
Looking forward to: I have two appointments with the OB office this week and one diabetes appointment.  I am also getting another pedicure this weekend.  I am sooo looking forward to this.  My feet have been swelling on and off and I can’t reach them anymore.  I like having my nails painted and I can’t wait for someone else to rub the hell out of them.

A Little Scare

Holy moly, this has been a weird and long week.  It started off pretty good.  I had a nice relaxing Monday.  Then on Tuesday, Arlie had to go to a doctor’s appointment because she has another ear infection.  Fortunately it had almost cleared up by itself by that time, so we just got some ear drops and a scrip for antibiotics if needed.  I also had an NST and a growth ultrasound.  Everything seemed fine at the ultrasound and we got some really good photos of his face.  On Wednesday, shit got real…

My midwife called me to let me know that something was abnormal on my ultrasound and that they wanted me to go to the specialist in Springfield (the same specialist we had to go to when I was pregnant with Arlie).  Basically, Tate’s heart looked like the left ventricle was too big and the aorta was too small.  I freaked out pretty immediately and was extremely upset.  I called the specialists and set up an appointment on Friday morning, but the scheduler told me that once Dr. Balderston reviewed my chart, they may want me there earlier.  About an hour later, I got the call that they wanted me there the next day instead of Friday.  So the situation went from really scary to totally fucking terrifying.  I spent Wednesday night trying not to lose my shit completely.

Yesterday I met with my diabetes person and quickly told her the situation and got the hell out of there.  The appointment with the specialist wasn’t until the afternoon, so I took kept Arlie with me and we cuddled and hung out in bed most of the morning.  My parents picked her up at 1:00 so M and I could get on the road by 1:30ish.  The drive takes about 45 minutes and the appointment was at 3 and I hate being even remotely late, so we took our time getting there and we were still 20 minutes early.  We had to wait in the waiting room for quite a long time and by the time we got into the appointment it was close to 3:30.  By this point, I was beyond exhausted and freaked out.  The ultrasound doc came in and started her work and she was beyond amazing.  She was extremely calm and was pointing out all of the things that she was seeing.  She went over the heart about 3 million times and was talking to us the whole time.  Her overall demeanor was so calming that M and I were also calm.  She showed us the two spots that she thought were what the tech from our hospital was concerned with and concluded that they were no where as bad as what they had suspected.

Dr. Balderston came in during the ultrasound and hung out for a bit and he was also very calm and reassuring.  We chatted about Arlie and he was SUPER excited that I had taken pictures of the placenta when she was born because of the weird anomalies that were on it.  Basically by the time we got to the actual conversation about what was wrong, I was completely at ease and very comfortable.

His conclusion, along with the ultrasound doc, was that the aorta does have a small weird spot in it that is unlikely to cause any problems.  He does have a strange configuration of the vessels that shoot off of the aorta, but they are within the “normal variances” of a normal heart.  Basically his heart is built a little weird but it will not affect his life at all.  The left ventricle was not larger than the right at all and in fact, the aorta being smaller would have no relation to a larger left ventricle.  Basically the tech at our hospital was freaking out over nothing.  I have honestly never been so relieved in my entire life.  We were cleared to deliver at home, and the only thing that we need to do now is have our pediatrician check for a murmur about three days after birth.  If there is still a murmur present (all babies are born with a murmur because of a valve that exists in utero but closes shortly after birth) at that time, we will go get an echo done on his heart to see if the aorta has shrunk at all.  But Dr. Balderston did not think that this was a possibility at all.

Let me just say, I am extremely grateful for the care we have received.  Even though the 30 hour period of waiting and freaking out was awful, I am not angry with the hospital here or upset that we had to go back to specialist.  I am glad that we got the extra care we did and that our outcome is very fortunate.  This was a super shitty experience, but the best possibly outcome, so I really can’t complain.

To top off the good news from yesterday, we got really great measurements of his body.  The estimated that he is about a week and a half ahead on head circumference and stomach circumference, which is a little scary, but not a big deal.  He weighs about 5.5 lbs now, which is awesome because if he gains normally for the next three or four weeks, he will be about the same size as Arlie at birth.  I am feeling extremely lucky right now.  I was so scared that Tate was going to be in a bad state at birth and the relief of knowing that he is, in fact, perfect in there is overwhelming.  And the love I feel for him is crazy.  I know that this is going to be ok.  I am still anxious and scared, but I know that he is ok for now.

34 Weeks

Only 6 weeks left, unless they move my induction up a week, which they seem to be leaning towards..  I could not be looking forward to something anymore than I am of this little guy making his appearance.  I am exhausted and I am still in the ridiculous heights of anxiety.  I worry almost all day and I wait for him to move all the time.  He is usually pretty active but he is getting to the point where he is sleeping a lot more during the day and that means longer periods of time where he isn’t moving as much.  I hate this feeling of uncertainty and I am just going to be so glad to have him here.

I remember with Arlie, I was worried all the time and people would say stupid crap to me about how I should enjoy having her on the inside because she is safe there.  This pissed me off to no end because the biggest relief in my life thus far was having Arlie here and in my arms where I could actually keep her safe.  People make the stupidest comments to you when you are pregnant and it is really annoying.

I celebrated Mother’s Day yesterday with my family and that was ok.  I did all the cooking for a brunch and it was a lot of work, but everything turned out really well.  I even had a sip of sparkling cider and that was soooo good.  I was able to balance my meal enough that I could have a half of a home made cinnamon roll and that was amazing.  I am keeping a running list of all the things I want to eat after he is born and my GD is gone.  Cinnamon rolls are definitely in that list.

How Far Along? 34 weeks 2 days
Total Weight Gain:
Still holding steady at 28 lbs.  I hope I can maintain that, but I can feel myself swelling so I am preparing myself for a weight gain tomorrow at the doctor.
Maternity Clothes?
Yes.  Some of the shirts are getting too short in the front and with the weather getting nicer out, my options are becoming even more limited.
Stretch Marks?
Nope.  M and I have marveled about the lack of marks this time.  It’s kind of nice.
When I can fall asleep, I sleep hard.  I wake up about three to five times a night to pee so that sucks.  The worst part right now is even if I get 8 or more hours of sleep, I still feel exhausted by 9 am.  Ugh.
Best Moment this Week:
You know, my whole week was pretty good.  Huge relief to have my last big event done.  That was probably the best moment.  And taking Arlie to the zoo.
Miss Anything?
Sleep, rest, quiet time.  I miss being able to maneuver around in my kitchen easily.  I need M’s help to reach a bunch of stuff and he doesn’t like me to get up on chairs anymore to reach things, so I have to wait for him.  Even putting away the dishes is hard because the cupboard is above a counter top that sticks out and I have to really reach to get there.
He has moments of big movements and then he rests.  I won’t lie, it is disconcerting to me.  I wish he would just move every couple of minutes or so.  That would help ease some of my fears.
Food Cravings:
Good lord, do you want the whole list?  Cereal, milk, chocolate cake, ice cream, smoothies, strawberry and creme frappuccino, beer, sushi, warm sourdough bread and a ton of butter.  The list is longer but I don’t want to bore you….
Anything Making you Queasy or Sick? Just laying too flat on my back.  I am also starting to get queasy if I stand too long.  I suspect this is because the blood is pooling in my legs.
Have you Started to Show Yet? Um, yes…  I look giant.  And it is to the point where it gets in the way.  I can’t reach anything in the kitchen.
Gender: BOY!
Labor Signs: So last week I had a few legit contractions during my big event, and since then I have had a few more.  They are almost sharp feeling and they hurt but I know that they aren’t real labor.  It seems like my body is gearing up though.
Symptoms: Stuffy nose (I swear to God this is the worst symptom because it never stops), braxton hicks, real contractions, swelling, exhaustion.
Belly Button in or out? Out.  There is a little nub that sticks out and is all pokey.
Wedding Rings on or off? Off 😦
Happy or Moody Most of the Time: I would say that I am happy, but because I am so tired, it occasionally translates into me being cranky.  I just want to be able to have him here so I can stop worrying.  
Looking Forward To: Ultrasound tomorrow. NST’s start tomorrow as well and that is really reassuring to me.  I am happy to have twice weekly appointments where I can hear his heartbeat and get a quick look at him.  Plus, this means that I will get to have a break from life for an hour twice a week and that sounds amazing!

The time seems so fast and so slow now.  I need to remember these weeks.  And I need to get as much time in with Arlie as possible.  M and I have decided to take two random days in the next few weeks to have time with Arlie.  We will probably just take afternoons and go to the park, or to the riverfront and let her run around.  I just want some quality time with just Arlie.  I so hope that we can make this transition for her as easy and painless as possible.

Bringing Home Tate- Part 4- The Hospital Bag

I wrote a post about my hospital bag here when I was pregnant with Arlie.  I packed a lot of stuff and not all of it was needed.  With Tate, my list is a lot shorter, but I am prepared in a totally different way this time.

To start with, I had at least four outfits for Arlie, thinking that I would be changing her outfit frequently and that I would want to do so.  I was totally wrong.  I literally only put her in an outfit to take her home in.  The rest of the time she was naked and wrapped in a blanket.  I have exactly two outfits packed in Tate’s bag.  One newborn outfit and one 0-3 month outfit.  I plan on keeping him naked for most of the time and if I have to I can have M run home and grab whatever I need.

I have also included one blanket to have for the ride home, a set of mittens, a pacifier (sue me..my kids use pacifiers), a couple of newborn cloth diapers for the ride home, some cloth wipes, four burp cloths (three for him and one to sop up the excessive sweat I produce afterwards), and two hats.  Minimal packing for this one…

For my own bag, I am also cutting down again.  I have a pair of pj pants that I plan on lounging in and probably going home in.  I have two shirts- both with easy nursing access, a nursing sleep bra, some booby pads, two pairs of crappy giant underpants, a few lady pads (I don’t really like the bulky hospital ones so I pack my own), travel sized shampoo and conditioner, soap, toothbrush and toothpaste, three hair ties, my makeup (last minute add when we are leaving the house), lotion, chapstick, my own pillow (this is a MUST for me), my noise machine, cell phone charger, and either my kindle or a book.  I am trying to keep this minimal as well but I know I am going to want certain things like my own pillow and such that are non-negotiable.  I also plan on packing a pair of basketball shorts for afterwards.  I would normally add a sweatshirt but since I haven’t been able to wear anything warm for months, I don’t think it is necessary.

I am letting M handle his own bag.  He is a grown up and can hopefully handle this task.  Plus, last time I packed what I thought he would need and he ended up not needing some stuff and needing other things that I didn’t pack.  He is lucky this time too because the most he will have to stay is one night.  I couldn’t get him into the tub with me last time so I am not going to worry about that this time and let him get what he needs.

I will also have to pack a bag for Arlie but that is a way more daunting task than anything else.  Its hard to pack for a toddler for three days.  I honestly feel overwhelmed about this so I have been making lists and revising them repeatedly to try to make it a bit easier on myself.

All bags I plan on having packed by 36 weeks.  Tate’s is already packed at this point and my bag is at leats out of the closet with a few things in it.  I can imagine there will be a mad dash like there was the last time to gather up the last of the things we need before we head to the hospital.  It is getting so close now!!!

Arlie 15 Months

Again, I am behind.  Especially because she will be 16 months in a week…  Anywho, Arlie is on a real streak of learning right now.  It kind of amazes me how she can be kind of stagnant (for lack of a better word) for a couple of weeks and then all of a sudden, she bursts with all this new stuff.  It seems like she is practicing or just waiting until she is confident that she can complete these tasks before she unveils them.  It makes me love her even more…

Eating: She is still eating a large variety of things, but she really is preferring yogurt and grapes.  She is learning slowly how to really use a fork and spoon.  I am totally fine with the messes she makes from eating but I am pretty much the only one.  M loses his shit a little when she is flinging yogurt all over herself.  My mother and mother in law are crazy about wiping her off and making sure she is clean all the time.  It is kind of frustrating because she isn’t going to magically pick up a utensil one day and know exactly how to use it.  Practice makes perfect.  Oh, she has also decided that it is actually kind of annoying when the dog steals her food.  Yesterday Winger stole a graham cracker out of Arlie’s hand and Arlie completely lost it.

Activity:  She is still very busy all the time.  This girl even moves around a lot in her sleep.  And the climbing….  I have saved her from smashing herself on numerous occasions at this point and I have had to start moving pieces of furniture and some of her toys to other locations to prevent her from climbing on them.  A couple of days ago, she dragged her train that she can ride on over to M and proceeded to climb on top of it and clap her hands.  That toy disappeared the next day…  She still adores being outside and loves “gardening” with M.  They are quite the pair.

Sleeping:  She is sleeping pretty well.  She moves around a lot and is funny about how she positions herself.  I am so glad that she is sleeping this much because I am barely sleeping and it is a huge relief to not have to worry about her waking up multiple times in a night.

Talking:  There was not much to report on this one last month, but holy moly she is going crazy with words.  She has always been able to say mama and dada and doga (dog).  She had a few other random words, but as of about two weeks ago, she can now say Daddy, Puppy, Kitty, Bye-bye, Uh Oh, Cheese, Mama, Ball and a few other words that are almost recognizable.  She seems to be working on new words all the time and she will try to repeat words back to us if we ask her to.  She is also using specific grunting noises for specific things.  It is making our lives slightly easier because we are actually communicating.

So the best part so far of her being this age is that her hair is FINALLY long enough to put into a pony tail or pig tails.  I literally wear my hair in a ponytail every day so I was waiting to get her hair into a ponytail.  And let me tell you, she looks freaking adorable with it in.  Her hair is pretty much a mess all the time unless I get it up and she looks so grown up with it done.

33 Weeks

Whoo, I am officially exhausted.  I spent the last three days corralling about 1100 3rd and 4th grade students.  This was my last “big” event before Tate’s birth, and let me tell you….  Running an event like this at 33 weeks pregnant is freaking hard.  My feet are swollen and in a real tmi moment…  My crotch feels like someone has kicked me repeatedly for the last three days.  I started having contractions yesterday that were kind of scary so I spent the rest of the day trying to find a few minutes here and there to sit down.  I am so glad to be semi done for now.  I still have a mother’s day brunch for 10 people on Sunday and a baby shower/sip and see next Sunday but these should be pretty easy and then I plan on sitting on my couch as much as possible with a cozy blanket and some trashy television.

On another note, this is the last week where I am not at the doctor all the time.  Starting next week I have twice weekly NST’s (Tuesdays and Fridays) and ultrasounds every other week.  I also have my diabetes appointments every other week as well.  Next week alone I have four appointments.  Honestly, this is not something I dread anymore because it means that I will get reassurance a couple times a week and having this many appointments really breaks up the weeks and makes them go faster.

How far along? 33 weeks 4 days
Total weight gain: 28 lbs.  Yep, I lost weight.  I’m actually kinda glad because I think getting this weight off afterwards will be even easier than it was with Arlie.
Maternity clothes? Yes.  The bump is such a weird shape that most of my maternity shirts are looking too short these days.  I should stick to dresses, but I like having the support band of my jeans to help hold up the bump.
Stretch marks?  None.
Sleep: Well, I have a sick baby right now so sleep is not great.  Plus we were in a hotel room for two nights and that was kind of awful.  Hopefully I can catch up a little in the next few days.
Best moment this week: Getting this last event out of the way.  And getting to spend some quality time with Arlie.  We only have a few more weeks until her world changes forever, so I am trying to really savor these moments.
Miss Anything? Cake.  I want cake.
Movement: He goes back and forth between moving a lot and then not moving so much.  I hate the quiet times.  I know he has to sleep, etc but I need the reassurance.
Food cravings: SWEETS.  I want cake, ice cream, caramels, cereal, giant glasses of milk.  I know that my comfort go-to foods are typically not very healthy and are almost always some sort of sugary thing.  So now, when I feel like I need the comfort I have to find something that is on the ok list.  Ugh.  Wallow with me.
Anything making you queasy or sick: I’ve been getting a lot more sick to my stomach in the last few days.  It doesn’t seem to be triggered by anything in particular, but more like my stomach is getting squished and that is making me queasy.
Have you started to show yet? Yes.  The bump is impressive.
Gender: BOY!!
Labor Signs: Legit contractions yesterday.  Braxton hicks pretty much everyday now.  I am also losing small bits of my mucus plug (sorry, tmi).
Symptoms: Lots of braxton hicks.  Stuffy nose, swollen hands and feet, queasy stomach.  Sore lady bits.
Belly Button in or out? Out.  Its not pretty.
Wedding rings on or off? Off.  Sad face….
Happy or Moody most of the time: Mostly happy.  There should be a third category on this one that is anxious/worried.  I would chose that every single week.
Looking forward to: NST and ultrasound next week.  I am really hoping that he has moved head down.  And that he isn’t giant.  I’m really hoping for another look at his little face too.  On the last ultrasound he looked soooo much like Arlie and it made me so excited to meet him.