I tried to do some maternity clothes shopping this weekend.. ended up at this little boutique that had a very small selection, mostly very expensive stuff like Liz Lange, Juicy Couture etc. Well, against my better judgement I tried on some jeans. What a disaster! I swear those pants are designed to make women feel bad about themselves. Of course they were all too small.. maybe if I had a boy's hips and a$$! :lol: I've really popped out in the last week or so and am in desperate need of some clothes..
Its been a busy weekend. DH and I saw Syriana which was pretty good. Tonight we are going out to dinner with some friends. I've been cleaning today. I should implement my 15-minute flylady strategy. That has worked for me before but today I've just wandered from working, sitting, eating, sitting, eating and working. Three hours later the kitchen is still not finished!
I've started lurking again on my old March 06 birth board. Some of the ladies are already having their babies. I can't believe it. Its strange to think I'd be due in about 2 weeks. On the other hand I couldn't imagine not being pregnant with this baby and I've really bonded this time.. never quite had the chance to with the last pregnancy, at least not to this extent which makes all this very weird, for lack of a better word... but I'm happy and looking forward to July! Almost half way there!!
20w and HALFWAY THERE!
Hard to believe but then there is the issue of my blossoming belly which makes it undeniable. Sometimes I'm just amazed by the fact that I am still pg.
More squirming and what I would call definite fetal movement but I'm still waiting to get a good strong kick in the ribs.. but that may be awhile.
I must go maternity clothes shopping this weekend. My situation is getting rather despearate.
DH and I are also going car shopping.. We plan to get a used Volvo V70 wagon. I have to giggle when I think of myself driving what is essentially an upscale stationwagon. I always recall to mind tooling around in my godparent's Dodge stationwagon in the mid-70s. I've dubbed our new car-to-be the mom-mobile. Ahh, times are a changing! :D
I've got my mommobile! We bought a 1999 Volvo V70 XC. I'm really pleased with the purchase...its even got seat warmers so my bum can be nice and toasty during the winter.. who knew?
I also did a massive shop for maternity clothes and ended up with a good number of things so now I've got actual clothes that fit!
All things considered, a pretty damn good weekend...
now if it was only warmer outside... with the wind its about 25 degrees outside! Brrrrrr!
Do I dare get on the scale? Hell no! But the truth will be told on Monday morning when I have my regular ob visit. I just hope my bp and urine tests are a.ok.
I started my ever so sexy and fascinating Federal Acquisition Regulation class. I didn't quite realize that it was way out in the burbs and that rush hour traffic would be quite that bad. I don't know how commuters do it day after day. DH and I can actually walk to work in about 25 minutes. Great exercise unless its 20 degrees outside or 95 and humid. I inched along in our new car but there was no gas! I had to finally pull over and fill it up. I thought.. what's worse? being stuck on the freeway w/ no gas or being late? Well, I was late alright. 45 minutes late! I hate that! I also got lost twice... I get there, no big deal, just missed the introductory remarks, etc. But then I hear he is letting us go early. All that for 45 minutes worth of class! Tonight is the second class, lets hope I get there earlier this time. But on a positive note, love the car. But I already got a parking ticket!
I finally finished my Elizabeth Peter's The Last Camel Died at Noon... now on to Tony Hillerman's The Wailing Wind. I'm on a mission to read as much as possible these days. It bothers me to no end that I will never have the time or the chance to read everything I want to read. Lately I've been consuming all these mystery writers that DH loves so much. Its a nice distraction after a long day.
Ok, so here are some photos of the belly at 20w4d....!
Had my monthly ob visit today. Uneventful, but I'm all for uneventful appts! BP was good, urine good, hb reading good, weight gain in the past month good. Total of about 13 pounds gained so far... Doc measured my fundal height and it was measuring more like 25w than 22. Could my short torso have something to do with that? She wasn't concerned but it still makes me wonder.. does that mean I'm in store for a big baby? Looks like I will have that Level II afterall... My ob/gyn thought it was redundant but since it was her new practice's policy she said to go ahead and have it done... so next week I'll get another peek at the munchkin!
We had a lengthy conversation about my desire to go natural. She looked a little deflated when I told her I was going with Bradley, largely due to the fact that she thought some of the instructors were anti- ob/gyn. But she was totally behind me in my desire to go natural so thats good! Sounds like she is not intervention happy, will not induce unless absolutely necessary, does not do routine episiotomies, no immediate IVs or fetal monitoring so I'm feeling at least like we are on the same page. Its all just a little scary because no matter how many labor and birthing tools I acquire any number of things can happen during labor which may preclude me from going natural. After reading so many birth stories I've come to the conclusion its a crap shoot and since I've never given birth before who knows how my body will behave come D-day!
Today is my edd from the pg where I m/c'd. I thought I might feel depressed about that but I feel oddly at peace although it feels weird at the same time. Weird is such a lame word to describe what I'm feeling but that is all that comes to mind. I know I am lucky to feel content and its due solely to the fact that I am pg now, 22w, all is going great and have bonded so much more this time... were I not to be pregnant at all I can only imagine what I may be feeling today. Empty inside, no doubt. The thing is, I can't imagine not being pregnant with this baby that I feel moving inside of me. I dunno...I guess its both a day to celebrate and to mourn.
I got some prezzies last night from one of my SILs who is visiting. I got a little baby bath, onesies, hooded towls, socks and this adorable little teddy bear with this contraption attached that makes sounds like the womb. You can affix the teddybear to the crib. I wonder if it'll help the baby get to sleep?
I've really been feeling the baby move much more now. So much so that DH actually felt a tiny little thump from the outside when he had his hand on my belly. That was pretty cool...
This week is exhausting me. Between the classes, the visiting SIL, additional friends coming to town on Fri and a busy week at work I'm just dead dog tired. I get to bed and start reading and 2 pages later I cannot keep my eyes open... o'well... can't complain.. all is going great!!
Must stay away from black bean soup! I made some for dinner last night... quite tasty but talk about serious intestinal distress that kept me up ALL NIGHT LONG! :constipated: Ugh.
I actually saw my belly move a tiny bit with a kick! That was wild! I feel the baby move more and more each day. I'm really looking forward to my Level II on Thursday.
I've been trying to decide lately between a bassinet and a mini co-sleeper for those early months. And trying to decide how much actual co-sleeping I think I'm up for. I love the idea of the baby right next to the bed and plan to do that for at least several months. I'd also like to maybe co-sleep part of the time during those months but I'm just not sure how comfortable I am with constant, continuous co-sleeping. And that is because I'm simply terrified of rolling over on the baby. I'm a thrasher. Everyone says your sleeping changes (even DH who co-slept for years with his son) but still it seems a little scary to me. Tho I guess I really will let the baby inform me of what his/her needs are. I'm adaptable and if I'm dead dog tired (if? HA!) and the only way for us all to get some shut eye is to bring the baby in bed? You bet I'm gonna do it! Guess I just need to play this one by ear. I keep trying to "plan" certain things and the bottom line is there is really no way to know what kind of baby he/she will be.. Also, I need to track down this No-Cry Sleep Solution book I keep reading about...
Lots and lots to learn! Sometimes I'm too pleasantly distracted by the boppies, slings and bumbos that I forget to focus on some of the other more important issues... I've been trying to discuss some of these ideas with DH, to find out if we are on the same page about how we'd at least like to initially approach various issues that will inevitably come up. Can you imagine if the baby is screaming at 3am and we are completely wiped out and suddenly begin a spirited debate on the pros and cons of co-sleeping or CIO? Nope, would like to get alot of this sorted out NOW thank you very much! Then again, it could all get chucked out the window too... I think that as parents when we are in a tight spot we resort to what works best. And what works best for one baby, might not work best for the other... and some of that has to be through trial and error... ok, so now that I'm just rambling and babbling, its time to close for the day..
I've got my level II in about 30 minutes. All along I've felt like maybe we were having a girl. Last night I had a dream that the u/s was taking place and the baby was spread eagle proudly displaying his piece! It was so real too, which makes me start to wonder if in fact we aren't having a boy.
But since we are keeping it a surprise I'm not going to ask to have anything pointed out. But at 23w, its gotta be pretty obvious, unless of course his/her legs are tightly shut.. I'm so torn. On the one hand I want it to remain a surprise but on the other I'm secretly hoping we find out accidently... or at least that I find out accidently since all this secrecy is so much more important to DH than it is to me..
Well, at any rate I'm very excited to see the munchkin again...!! I'm sure he/she has changed quite a bit from when I was 16w.