Week 27 & 28

Week 27

Week 28

Ok Ok say I know I am getting pretty bad at keeping this thing updated. But to my defense I am also very tired all the time. I did find out that I am not diabetic, which was wonderful, since I do not have the ability to stick myself 3 times a day to check my blood sugar, but I am slightly anemic which means I need to find ways to increase iron in my diet. I am not sure how much you guys know about iron rich foods, but most of them are not recommended for pregnant women. Those that are are also very high in fiber. Fiber is good. It helps with the constipation that goes along with being pregnant, but for me I seem to have no in between. My body does not no what regular is anymore. Its one extreme to the other. Fun let me tell you!

Oh yeah there are a lot of other fun things about being pregnant other than that too. Got to love the nose bleeds. They seem to happen a little more often now. Also this child of mine love the rib cage area, which makes sitting with a short waist a fun little experiment. It lodges him up in there further and when I stand or move I can feel him slip out. There are a lot of things you should never feel, and something slipping along your rib cage is one of those things.

He has decided he needs some more room to stretch. Now my belly is growing as you can all see from the pictures, but does my son decide to stretch out front, or even up and down? No he stretches out sideways so that he can push both my sides at the same time. Now while I have grown in several different dimensions, width is not really one of them.

I have also learned a fun little fact this last weekend. My son does not like my singing voice, not that I can blame him. It is the reason why I only sing in the car, alone, with the music up so loud that I can't hear myself sing. I dropped Husband off at the airport the other night, and was singing with the radio on my way back and my son went completely still, which is rare during my waking hours. I thought cool, I sung my baby to sleep, either that or scared him into stillness. As soon as the horrible voice that leaves my throat was gone, he started moving again. So you can guess I didn't sing him to sleep, it must have been the other one.

My mom has been generous enough to give us a gift certificate for a 4D sonogram so be looking for those pictures to be posted soon. I only have 11 more weeks or so before this little one is out and about. I am getting more excited and more scared all at the same time.

Until the next installment.

Week 26

So I know I lagged again this week and this post is a bit late, but better late than never right. So I have the undeniable belly now. And a very active kid growing inside me. There are so many wonders of pregnancy that I thought I might escape.

I have been doing my kegals hoping to avoid that little bit of pee I hear about when sneezing. It didn't seem to help in the end. I still remember the first time it happened. It used to be only when laying down, but now it happens just about every time I sneeze. Oh joy let me tell you its fun when the first thing you do after you get to work, before you even have a chance to sit down is sneeze and realize yes you did indeed pee yourself. Thank god for panty liners.

There is also the heart burn, which I am not normally prone to, so thought, again mistakenly, that I might not have to deal with this. Oh no, I get this too, but I get the kind where it just sits in the throat all day long. I mean I didn't even feel like this in the first trimester why do I have to get it now.

Oh and all pregnant woman have to love the constipation. Yes I know for those who have never had a child grow in you, this is way too much information, but for those who have, you will totally understand the frustration of this. Nothing has ever felt so frustrating in your life. It makes me wonder how I am ever going to push the baby out if I can't even make my bowels work. I know I know all you mothers out there will tell me it can be done, and I am sure it can, since there are kids running around just about everywhere, but it does make me stop to think, maybe just maybe I won't be strong enough to get this kid out.

So as I look forward to the few weeks I have left before I get to meet my son, I wonder what else is in store for me. I just can't wait for the day when my son is here and we get to just hold him and be in awe of the little boy we created, and the memories of the pains and anxieties that went into the 9 months of making him are but a distant memory (nature's way of encouraging more offspring from the same mother).