Wednesday, June 20, 2012

35 weeks Questions and Thoughts

Sorry for the lack of pictures. I am lame when it comes to pictures. We usually just don't take them. We are hoping to take some maternity ones this weekend. We'll see!

How far along? Ugh. I feel like such a horrible mom sometimes. I usually do not know the week when people ask. 35 weeks though (thanks to babycenter.com)
Total weight gain: I didn't know my starting weight but I'm thinking like 20-23
Maternity clothes? Yes on outings and no most days :) Husbands PJ pants and Tshirts. <3
Sleep: Nonexistent- because our swamp cooler was out for 3 days. Miserable. I froze Steven out last night after it was fixed.... whoops.
Miss Anything? Not being next to the kitchen and toilet all day. But I'll take it. I love this baby bump.
Movement: She moves around like crazy some days and not so much others. I can feel her whole body move. It's so fun! She likes to stick her butt out making my tummy very cone-like and lopsided.
Food cravings: Meat. I think it's the only thing I've craved and it's not very often. Not just any meat, either. Beef (steak...) of any sort is preferred. :)
Anything making you queasy or sick: Nope.

Gender: Girl 
Belly Button in or out?
My sister calls it a duck bill. It's weird.

Wedding rings on or off? Friend's-extra-almost-looks-like-an-engagement-ring.
Happy or Moody most of the time: Happy unless tired or hungry but that's pre-pregnancy :D
Looking forward to: Taking my glucose test thing today (not). I heard it's pretty nasty. Wish me luck! I don't want to do it again. The reason it is late is because of the move and finding a doctor and such. Oh, and having my body back. Feet not swelling for no apparent reason (or ANY reason) sounds blissful.




Post Doctor's Appt.I took the glucose test. It was bad until about 1/2 way through; it started to burn my throat after that. Nasty after taste. We'll see if results are ok. It's later than when they normally do it, but we had the move and such. 


It is interesting to see how creative people this pregnant move around.I don't mean waddle (which hasn't really happened yet), what I mean is moving positions while sleeping, getting up from sitting and/or laying. I think I would join Steven's laughter if it wasn't so frustrating at times. ;) Steven has been a sweetie by helping a bunch. Sometimes he'll help by providing support, or even a push. Gentle, of course. He'll get up when something requires fast reaction time. Like if I'm cooking something and we hear the water start to boil over. Popcorn that stops popping (we cook ours on the stove). I really need to make that man some caramel popcorn to say thanks. It's his favorite treat! Or just some caramel would work. 


Now, just for my records sake I am going to write about our feelings of becoming parents. It didn't really hit me how close this whole shindig was until about a week ago. I am extremely nervous. I guess it would be more nerve-racking if I wasn't though! I grew up with nieces and nephews and Steven grew up with lots of younger siblings. We should know quite a bit from experience (plus all the parenting/child/home management development stuff I took in college). I just don't feel like I can successfully implement my ideals as a parent. And I do have them. I formed them growing up but especially taking those classes! Steven says that it really hasn't hit him. The gravity of the whole thing. He's just excited to meet her. I probably should just take that route. I can't prepare for everything, so why not enjoy the moment? That's what everybody says anyway. Speaking of which, I very much do not prefer hearing that my life is never going to be the same. It sounds like it's just doom and gloom. But I see other mothers going through it and I smile. Heck, there have been times in my life that I was very much jealous of it. I just pray that while it's happening to me for the hundredth time that week that I remember how much I wanted this. I really hope not to become negative. I like to think that I've improved since graduating high school and I'm not negative anymore. But I am so nervous I will revert back to my old ways. That's one thing I learned happens under stress/anger/any emotion on a high. 


Which leads me to think about labor. Let me just document that this is the one and only thing that I have been scared of motherhood since being a child. No joke. Dead serious.I believe my mom and all my sisters have had average or shorter times delivering. I pray and pray that it is in our genes or something! The whole process scares me. So, it is my goal to read everything scientific I can about labor (no horror stories), visit my hospitals facilities, and take a Saturday class. I don't know if it's considered to be worth it, but I think in my case it will help with nerves. Anything I can do to expose myself to the reality. 


My lesson that I've learned (or at least seen and am learning) is not to panic because women who seem to have supernatural powers and be excellent moms (you know, the kind with their hair done and all their kids look like they came out of magazines) have their problems. They survive. Also, my dear sister went through a lot with a little one(s). And she survived, not only survived but happily. I think I can manage having the privilege of doing it and staying home. We can all do hard things. I can do hard things. That should be my motto for motherhood. That's what I say but as I reread that, I sit here and wonder, "Why does it have to be hard?" Do people just make it harder by trying to do too much? I don't do that whole overly full schedule thing very well. I don't think it's good for anybody's sanity. But maybe I do too much on the other side? Oh, heck. Whatever. I am having a baby. And she is just going to have to be ok with me. She has no other choice, but I will try my best. I hope in 5, 10, 20 years she reads this and knows that I tried to do my best. Whether it be putting her in a bunch of lessons and such or keeping her out of them. 


I love this little girl inside of me. It's crazy to think that my love will only grow for her. How is that possible when my heart already feels like it's going to burst? 


July 22nd, here we come!

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