Wednesday, June 27, 2012

24 weeks

Week: 24
Baby length:
12.5 inches - the length of an ear of corn
Baby weight:
1.25 lbs.
Bump size:
37.5 inches (same as last week)
+16 pounds (-.5 lbs. from last week)
Sweets, duh. 


Nothing new to report in this department. I am still trying to resist sweet temptations. And by trying I mean that I made a reese's peanut butter cup dirt pudding for our cookout on Saturday and then proceeded to eat it and every other dessert available.

I curse every individual who attended our party and didn't finish off the desserts and even worse - those who left their desserts at our house, which I then continued to eat on Sunday and Monday.

On Tuesday I showed up to a work meeting where there were muffins. Chocolate muffins. I resisted them for about the first hour of the meeting until I realized I wasn't even paying attention to anything we were discussing and rather was only thinking about how badly I wanted to eat a muffin. So I did.

Lucky for me, Pat the Dessert Nazi doesn't view a chocolate muffin as falling into the dessert category since it's a muffin at breakfast. I'm not really sure I understand his categorization system but if it allows me to eat chocolate muffins for breakfast, I won't ask questions.

Baby Movements

Baby movements are becoming more frequent and mostly feel the same as last week except that every now and then one will be stronger and really catch my attention. Because movements are more frequent, both Aunt Leann and Aunt Traci were able to feel the movements this week.


My energy has still been great until the last few days when I have fallen asleep every evening on the couch after I get home from work. I blame my fatigue on the fact that I tried to pretend I was a rock star and stayed up until 3 a.m. on Saturday night at our cookout. I was moving nonstop for almost twenty hours and thus felt as though I was hungover the next day and have been tired ever since.

Maybe I was hungover. I had two cans of lemon iced tea which was the first time I've had anything other than water or milk to drink in the last three months. Let's just say things got a little crazy after the second can and I had to cut myself off and switch back to water.

My back has been hurting again too but I'm blaming this on just being tired from the cookout. But I did schedule a massage for next Thursday and I'm pretty darn excited about it. I've had a gift card sitting around for over a year and this seems like the perfect time to use it. I'm not sure how this is going to work now that I have a soccer ball for a belly but I'm leaving that to the experts.

I'm getting that dark line from my pelvic bone up to my belly button, also known as the linea nigra, and my belly button gets closer to being an outie by the day. Both are equally attractive.


The bookshelf is painted and is currently drying in the garage. I can't wait to show you the finished product. But in the meantime, some of you have been asking about the colors and theme in the nursery so I'm giving you a little sneak peak until the room is finished.

The bedding is from Target - Tiddliwinks on the Pond - which I snagged on clearance for $25!
The crib is also from Target - Gracco Charleston and the fabric in the bottom right is for the
curtains which my sister is going to make for me. The walls in the bedroom are yellow.
Maternity Lessons

While I'm not usually a supporter of the "don't ask don't tell" policy, when it comes to issues dealing with labor and delivery, I am beginning to fully support this concept. How about we make a deal. I will not ask you about your labor horror stories and you do not tell me about them. Deal?

Unfortunately, while I was confined to a dentist chair getting my teeth cleaned earlier this week, the dental hygienist decided this was the perfect opportunity to share not only her own labor and delivery nightmares, but she went on to share her daughter and daughter-in-law's with me too.

Maybe she couldn't see the look of pure horror in my eyes as she so vividly tried to describe the horrible pains of labor. After all, I was wearing safety glasses (side note - this is a new practice at my dentist which I find to be a bit of overkill). And since my mouth was already opened wide as she flossed my teeth, she probably didn't notice my jaw dropping a little bit more with every horrific detail she shared. But believe me, I was horrified. I didn't ask and I wish she didn't tell. 

I also made the mistake of asking my mother-in-law how much Pat weighed when he was born. At our last appointment, our doctor asked for both of our birth weights and I only knew mine (I was about 8 lbs. 6 oz. Right, mom?).

When I received Pat's mom's text message informing me that Pat weighed 9 lbs. and 5 oz., I immediately regretted asking. I also immediately regretted eating that aforementioned chocolate muffin, which I had just finished consuming moments before receiving this awful text message.

At my appointment today, I reported to my doctor Pat's birth weight and he looked a little concerned and then just reiterated, once again, that I should avoid eating sweets since I'm probably going to have a big baby.

As I was leaving the appointment, I had another text message from Pat's mom apologizing because she told me the wrong birth weight. I know what you're thinking - she texted me to say that he actually weighed less than she thought. I had the same thought wish. Unfortunately, she informed me that he actually weighed 9 lbs. and 12 oz.

Lesson learned - don't ask your mother-in-law these questions and hope that she doesn't tell you. And if you are interested in these details, maybe you should ask before you are pregnant. Then you can really weigh all of your options (no pun intended).  

On a positive note, I'm always looking for ways to blame things on Pat so now that I know what a big baby he was, I can blame my excessive weight gain and the fact that I'm measuring big on him. It has absolutely nothing to do with chocolate muffins and reese's peanut butter cup dirt pudding (which was delicious, by the way).

Weight Gain

I actually lost half a pound this week. Obviously my goal isn't to lose weight and I can assure you it isn't for lack of eating. I attribute this to a full week of walking twice a day, and the fact that I weighed myself prior to our cookout and my three days of dessert binge eating. Next week will probably be a different story. But until then, I will relish in these days of my pregnancy apps telling me my weight gain is "normal."

The doctor said I'm not measuring quite as much ahead as I was last week either. All good news!

Gender Prediction

My doctor has put in his guess. He's saying girl! He has no medical or scientific reasoning for this guess except for the fact that more girls are born than boys. So there you have it. He is not alone. A few others have guessed girl too, but not many.

Thursday, June 21, 2012

23 weeks

Week: 23
Baby length: 11.5 inches - the length of a green onion
Baby weight: 1.1 lb.
Bump size: 37.5 inches (+1 inch from last week)

Weight: +16.5 pounds (+.5 lbs. from last week)
Cravings: Sweets, duh.

I can't help but notice how awful I look in this picture. No makeup. My hair isn't done. Maybe it's the 90+ degree temperatures we've been experiencing or maybe it's just the beginning of a trend where I no longer care what I look like. Either way, please just focus on the bump and the onion. Thanks.


Should I even keep writing about this? I'm craving sweets. Morning. Noon. And night. Sweets is all I think about.

Last Thursday there was a tray of cookies in the faculty lounge at work. I took one of every kind (except the oatmeal raisin - is that even dessert? Sounds more like breakfast to me). I didn't eat any of them but put them in a tupperware container and took them home. It's like a weird dessert hoarding. I shouldn't be eating them but I don't want you to eat them either so I will just take them home with me. Weird.

I woke up on Saturday morning and remembered dreaming about those cookies. In my dream, I saw a group of women - complete strangers - eating cookies. I ran over to one of them and asked her where she found them. Sure enough, they came out of my tupperware container. I proceeded to grab the half eaten cookie out of her hand and ate the rest.

What has my life become? I'm hoarding cookies and dreaming about other people eating them? I don't even recognize myself anymore. I did finally eat the peanut butter cookie last night, almost a full week later, and it wasn't even good anymore. It was pretty hard and stale and totally not worth the caloric or sugar intake.

Baby Movements

Lots of movement this week. And they are getting stronger. One day, I was sitting at the computer and felt something so strong pushing up against my stomach that it almost felt like the baby's head. I have no idea if it was, but it was the strangest movement I have felt yet. I also feel little movements here and there and from what I've read, it could be the baby having hiccups. I'm not sure though since I only feel about three or four in a row and then it stops.


My energy is still great and I'm still sleeping really well during the night but it seems I have lost my ability to sleep in. I had the day off on Friday and I was still up at 6:30 a.m. Then on Saturday and Sunday, I was up promptly at 7:30 a.m. both days. Maybe that doesn't seem early to you, but it is very unlike me. This could be my body's way of preparing me for the baby's arrival and the fact that my sleeping in days are probably gone. Forever.

I've also been a little bit emotional this week. Yes, I always have been, so this is nothing new. But I am now even more emotional than usual (if that thought doesn't scare you - it should). I'm not to the point where if you look at me wrong I will cry but if I talk about something sad or sensitive, I definitely will.

I've read that the baby can now hear and it is recommended that I start talking and singing to the baby. I have to be honest, I feel really weird talking to my stomach. But everyone knows I have no problem belting out a tune.

So I've been trying to choose some lullabies that I will be likely to sing to the baby once it arrives, since I've also read that babies can sometimes recognize a song they heard over and over in the womb. One of the songs I thought would be a good one to sing is "Baby Mine" by Bette Midler from the movie Beaches. Sounds good in theory except I can't even get through the first verse without getting all choked up.

The song is also from the movie Dumbo when he goes to visit his mom elephant who is locked up in the circus and she rocks him from inside her cage. I was trying to explain this part of the movie to Pat and I started crying just thinking about it. Then I went to watch the video to post the link to my blog and I cried while watching it. Click here to watch it and let me know if you, as a non-pregnant person, also find this to be quite sad and moving.

Anyway, the point is, I think I might have to stick to upbeat lullabies from now on. The Beatles it is.


We got so much accomplished this week with the nursery. I'm really excited about it. The biggest item was that we finished the dresser - my big Craig's List find. A quick sanding job, two coats of paint and some knobs and this is the finished product.

I couldn't be happier with the way it turned out. It's exactly what I envisioned for the room and was $500 cheaper than the one I wanted from the furniture store. We got the dresser moved into the nursery and it looks really good in there. This will serve as the baby's changing table, too. 

We also (and by we I mean Pat did all the work and I handed him a tool, twice, and held a piece of wood for him, once) got the crib put together. I was a little disappointed with some imperfections in the wood on the crib, but I guess sometimes you get what you pay for. That being said, you have to look very closely to see them, it's still a solid (and safe) piece of furniture and it was $300 less than the crib I wanted from the furniture store. I think it still looks great.

More on the nursery as it comes together but let me just tell you I am having way too much fun putting it all together!

Maternity Lessons

Maternity shorts are ugly. I've never been a big fan of shorts anyway, but maternity shorts are especially awful. I am still wearing my regular shorts thanks to the belly band but I only have a few pairs and need more to get me through the summer. But every pair of maternity shorts I've tried on are skin tight on my thighs and very unflattering. Maybe it's not the shorts after all. Maybe it's just my fat thighs. That's a topic for a different day.

Weight Gain

I'm so excited! I only gained half a pound this week! If I can keep it up, maybe I'll get back on track with my weight gain. The twice a day walks are really paying off. At this rate, my doctor is going to encourage me to eat desserts! A girl can dream, right?

Gender Prediction

I was shopping at Home Depot the other day and the cashier said to me, "You must be having a boy." She said she could tell by the way I'm carrying the baby and said she carried her boys the same way. I told her that I didn't know what I was having but she stood by her guess of it being a boy.

I LOVE hearing people's guesses as to what I'm having. If I haven't heard yours yet, please let me know what you're thinking. And don't worry, you have plenty of time to change your vote. :)

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

22 Weeks

Week: 22
Baby size: 11 inches - the length of celery
Bump size: 36.5 inches 
Weight: +16 pounds
Cravings: Peanut butter desserts


Rather than continue saying that I'm craving desserts, this week I thought I would give you some specifics. I want peanut butter desserts.

And I won't even be picky about about which peanut butter desserts. Peanut butter ice cream, peanut butter pie, reese cups, etc. You name it, I want it. I don't hate gummy worms this week, either.

I have been doing a much better job of controlling my portions when I do allow myself to indulge in desserts. I have found that I don't need a lot, just a few bites and I feel satisfied. So that's good. Even the Dessert Nazi allowed me to have two nutter butter cookies yesterday in honor of National Peanut Butter Cookie Day.

Baby Movements

At 20 weeks I felt the baby move a lot, and consistently. At 21 weeks I barely felt it move once. And now this week, it's moving like crazy again. Pat was able to feel it move while I was standing up and in the middle of the day. That was a first! 


No bad heartburn or bladder incidents to report this week. You know what they say, any week you don't pee your pants is a good week. Someone somewhere says that, I'm sure of it.

My back still hurts but it's more of an annoying pain than a serious pain. It hurts the most when I've been sitting for long periods at work and in the car. So basically 99% of my day. But it's nothing a little stretching can't handle. 

My books keep telling me about this "pregnancy glow" I should be experiencing right about now. If by pregnancy glow they mean weird dark patches of skin and acne on my face then yes, I am officially "glowing."

My energy is still great and I'm still sleeping well - both are awesome gifts that I know could disappear at any given time so I'm enjoying it while I can.


We put the first coat of white paint on the dresser we got from Craig's List. It looks great already. We plan to put the second coat on tonight.

Next I have to empty out the nursery closet - which is filled with my stuff and I have no idea where I'm going to put it all. In addition to getting rid of a ton of clothes I don't wear anymore, I'm trying to get creative with under bed storage and better use of current closets.Where this is a will there is a way and I will find a way to make it all fit. Even if it means taking over half of Pat's closet.

I ordered a bed skirt and floor lamp so now we have almost all the pieces we need for the nursery. Only thing left to purchase is a glider/rocker I figure once we get the rest of the nursery in order, we can start the search for this chair, which I hear I will be spending a lot of time in so I want to make sure it's comfy.

Maternity Lessons

Maternity clothes aren't cheap. I tried really hard to be frugal with maternity clothes. I searched every used clothing store in the area, went to garage sales and even ordered used maternity clothes online. All were epic failures and I ended up wasting time, money and gas with no return on investment.

So my advice is this: save yourself the time and hassle of trying to be cheap when it comes to maternity clothes. When you find something that fits you well and you like it, BUY IT! Don't bother with online shopping because sizes are really weird with maternity clothes and it usually costs money to return things when they don't fit or you don't like them.

My other piece of advice is to buy things with empire waists in regular clothes sections. Thanks to the tip of a coworker, I bought three dresses at Wal Mart that are just regular dresses with empire waists and they fit me perfectly. Best part? They were only $10 each. So I got three for the price of one cheap dress at a maternity store. I'm pretty excited about it.

Weight Gain

My pregnancy apps on my phone are echoing what my doctor has been saying and each time I "weigh in" they tell me my weight gain is excessive. So I've decided that while my energy level is still high I should take advantage of it.

School is officially out for summer where I work and the dress code and hours are completely flexible. So I've been starting my morning with a brisk one mile walk around the track. When Grady was a puppy I used to walk him every morning before work and I'm being reminded of how great it is to start your day with a little exercise. I'm still walking in the evening with Pat and Grady, too. I'm trying here, people. I really am.

The cravings aren't going to go away so if I can demonstrate some dessert portion control mixed with even more exercise, everybody wins. Right?

We will find out at my next appointment...

Wednesday, June 06, 2012

Week: 21
Baby size: 10.5 inches head to heel, the length of a carrot
Bump size: 35.8 inches 
Weight: +14 pounds
Cravings: Anything sweet 


Remember the pact Pat and I made about only eating sweets once a week? Here's how that is working out for me...

I went to work the very next day and my coworker brought in red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting - my absolute favorite!

I resisted the temptation all day long. That is, until about 3 p.m. when I couldn't take it anymore. So I ate one. It was delicious and so worth it. I have no regrets.

It had been a crazy day at work, I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off trying to tie up loose ends for the magazine I edit and gosh darn it, I earned that cupcake!

And spoken like a true addict, I vowed that it "would be my last" and I would stick to the plan the next day. And I did. I was presented with this tasty little treat at a work luncheon the next day and I actually handed it back to the waitress and said, "thanks but no thanks."

I'm really not sure how I am possibly going to make it through the next 19 weeks only eating desserts once a week sine it's all I crave! All I can say is that even though I know Pat (and my doctor) have my best interest in mind - keeping my baby small enough that I can actually push it out - if I'm being completely honest with you, I'm about one dessert deprived day away from uninviting Pat to my future doctor's appointments and possibly killing him.

From now on, I will no longer refer to him as Pat. His name has been appropriately changed to the Dessert Nazi. I thought husbands were supposed to go out in the middle of the night and get you a milkshake if that's what you're craving?

Not my husband. Instead, I will have to wake up in the middle of the night and sneak into a closet to get my dessert fix.


New symptoms this week include back pain and heartburn. Neither are that bad, though, so I still consider myself lucky! As much as I complain about Pat the Dessert Nazi, he is very generous with his back rubs and has committed himself to rubbing my back whenever I need it for the remainder of the pregnancy. Now if only he would rub my back while I eat a big bowl of peanut butter ice cream, he would truly be the man of my pregnancy dreams.

As for the heartburn, I've never had it before in my life and didn't really know what it felt like. The other day I described to my coworker that my chest/esophagus felt like it was on fire and she confirmed that is in fact heartburn. So I bought tums for the first time in my life and now carry them with me in my purse. Turns out, they aren't very tasty unless you're into eating berry flavored chalk.


Operation get house ready for baby was in full swing again last weekend. We have now officially moved every bedroom in our house. We moved our office down to the basement, moved our master bedroom into the old office and moved the guest bedroom into our old bedroom. We are very close to having an empty nursery!

I knew it was going to be a lot of work getting the nursery empty, but I didn't know it would require the moving of four different bedrooms in our house! If preparing for the baby is this much work, I don't even want to think about the work that will start when the baby actually gets here. Ignorance is bliss.

The crib and crib mattress both arrived this week as well as the fabric for the curtains. Slowly but surely things are coming together and I can't wait to put it all together!

Baby's Gender

I've officially started to take votes on whether we're having a boy or a girl and so far, the majority of people are saying boy. I also had a dream that we had a boy but it was a really weird dream. The baby came out with a huge head of black hair and brown eyes.

Considering Pat and I were both born bald with blue eyes, this was very weird. But maybe it's a sign we're having a boy? Either that or it's a sign that this baby is going to come out looking nothing like either of us.

Even complete strangers have told me it looks like I'm having a boy by the way that I'm carrying (low and in the front). But the baby's heartbeat has always been higher than 150, which according to the old wives tale means girl.

So who knows. Your guess is as good as mine at this point and I'd love to hear it. No worries. You're not locked into any vote until October and even then, there's no prize for winning so it's okay if you're wrong so guess away!

 Here are my 20 week ultrasound pictures to help with your guessing...