I cannot believe this is our last week in the twenties (don't look at me, I've still got a couple of years left in them!). I think I'm in denial. Baby is the size of a Butternut Squash, which is fitting since Thanksgiving is in a few days.
Wow do I look tired in this picture, probably because I am. We were also working with some serious cloudiness, the sun was not cooperating whatsoever.
I've ranted about this before and have learned to deal with it to an extent. The "But you're so small/tiny/etc." comments can really get under my skin. This isn't directed at family and friends that are, in more or less words, telling me I look great for 7 months preggo, which can be read by their tone. What I'm referring to is strangers (or anyone) that has a sense of concern in their tone. Would you like a copy of my medical chart for your viewing pleasure???
Typically I reply with a, "Thanks, but I don't feel small!" because my belly is not small. FOR ME. I had a stranger go bug-eyed at my belly telling me I looked 4 months, and the WAY she said it was genuinely offensive. It was as if she was searching for an explanation. Under pressure I proceed to tell people like this that it's my first and it's a little girl so she's tiny, but that's not the case. Baby P repeatedly clocks in well over the averages for size at our check-ups. I didn't realize being pregnant came with a lack of personal space AND an overdose of rude opinions. I can get through the parenting opinions, but at least be considerate. 11 weeks left. 11 weeks left.
Best moment this week: Getting the nursery painted!! My wonderful mom and aunt came over and had this thing painted in less than a couple of hours. No joke! It took a good 4 months of paint swatches taped on the walls to decide on a color, and it is exactly the shade I envisioned. (Picture is super bad quality and lighting, I'm sure I'll post better ones when the room starts coming together).
Now to decide on the layout of the room.... that won't come until we find a dresser we want. One step at a time.
Movement: Repetitive rib kicks. They are more like massages because it literally feels like her little foot glides up and down my lowest right rib. Sometimes I'll stick my hand there to act as a barrier.
Daddy moment: In our usual bedtime routine (when she is by far her most active), Kevin said he witnessed the impression of her foot on my belly. I'm super jealous. I can usually tell what's moving and where, but I haven't caught a foot outline yet.
Daddy fell asleep with Baby P flopping around like crazy in there.
Pain: The sciatic pain is persistent. When I'm moving around it mostly just feels sore, but every once in a while it is a sharp jabbing pain that has me squatting to the floor in pain regardless of where I'm at. I had to do a penguin shuffle out of TJ Maxx the other day.
Sleep: Same old, same old. Difference is I'm falling asleep easier and easier at night because I am so damn tired when my head hits the pillow! My relentless tossing and turning takes a bit more time because rolling over is getting to be more difficult.
I did take my first daytime nap since the first trimester this week. Holy Cow did I need it, and I'm feeling the urge more and more every day.
Wedding rings: Yup, you guessed it, still falling off. I've been wearing them reversed with my band on the outside and my engagement ring on the inside, but they are both still super loose.
Fear this week: Reading that the 3rd trimester is the MOST IMPORTANT when it comes to nutrition and eating right. While I could tell myself "well, hey! I can start fresh from here!", it's just tougher than it seems. And I don't want to let her down!
Cravings: It's so strange, I don't have any dramatic cravings for anything in particular that have Kevin running to the store in a frenzy. And let me tell you, I am typically the cravings type of gal. I have wanted California Pizza Kitchen REALLY REALLY badly over the last few months, but just haven't had the opportunity to make the 45 minute drive to the shopping center it's located at. Obviously it's not that powerful of a craving if I still have yet to fulfill it.
Looking forward to: Doctor's appointment tomorrow! I always get excited for them because I love the reassurance that everything is on track. And, it's the only time I find out my "updated" weight. Perfect timing to be just before Thanksgiving!!
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