Thursday, February 6, 2014

30 Weeks....WOW!

I'm in the 30's!!! INSANE. I have 10 weeks left (or more or less) and I think I will officially start freaking out next week, when I reach single digits in weeks left. Today is also my husband's birthday!

Operation Prep for Baby is taking over my life. Between classes, appointments and increasingly annoying third trimester symptoms, it seems like April will be here in no time. All of my Saturdays in February are booked and March is filling up fast as well. Although I have two full months left at work (I hope), I am starting to prepare to be gone. Some of the people I work with are asking what will happen when I leave and I'm explaining that process to them. It is all very strange!

 In a short time, I found it difficult to bend over to pick something up off the ground and put my shoes and socks on in the morning. Removing myself from my bed isn't quite as easy as it once was. I have to get some momentum going and throw myself off! Aside from some other TMI things, I feel pretty good. Adjusting to my new body shape is taking some getting used to but nothing is impossible.....yet!

Weight. Such a fun topic. Since I started this pregnancy overweight, my doctor made it clear that she had hoped I wouldn't gain too much weight. This may seem mean or unrealistic but to me, it was for my own personal comfort and health. And of course, the health of the baby. I had no intention of being ignorant of my weight gain and eating junk food because "I'm pregnant and I can do whatever I want." No. That is not true! From November 4 to the end of December, I didn't weigh myself. My maternity jeans were fitting just fine in my legs and butt so I figured I was in the clear in terms of healthy weight gain. 

Then I had my doctor appointment on December 30th. And I gained 14 pounds in 8 weeks. Oh. Whoops. Thanks a lot, holidays!!! My doctor suggested that I try to stay in the .5 lb per week range and I didn't think that would be a problem. Another 4 weeks goes by and I gained another 5 pounds. Now, they said 7 but I was wearing clothes!!!! Clothes are heavy. Anyway, that put my total weight gain for this pregnancy up to 25, which was the top of the range my doctor was hoping for.

Ugh. I felt bad about it but not horrible. Personally, I always had the number 35 in my head. Knowing where I was starting, I thought 35 pounds would be a lot but not A LOT. My next appointment is in 2.5 weeks and I don't want to get lectured or put into a category where they are worried about our health so I am making some adjustments, being more mindful of my eating and hoping for the best. My body is going to do what my body does but I can help steer it in a better direction and know that I'm making good choices.

I mentioned above that we are signed up to take some free classes through my healthcare provider. We are taking a newborn care class next month, a breastfeeding class in early March and a late pregnancy/hospital tour class 4 weeks before my due date. I hope I don't get too overwhelmed in these classes! Information overload tends to leave me in a state of panic but I need to remember that people care for their children every single second and there is no reason that I can't do the same.

In other news, the nursery is nearly done! We have one more picture to frame and hang and aside from getting bedding, a mobile and a changing pad, we have all of the decorative pieces that have transformed a once rarely used room to a space I hope our daughter will love for many years! I can't wait to show pictures.

Although my due date is getting closer and things will start to get uncomfortable, I think I have officially started the "fun" stage. I have two baby showers coming up, people are noticing more that I am pregnant (seriously-it has taken this long) which is fun and this weekend, my mom is taking me to Las Vegas! It should be interesting to experience a trip to Vegas where I am completely sober the entire time but I'm sure it will be a blast regardless. We are going to see LOVE on Sunday night and I'm having lunch with my friend Lisa who will be in town that weekend as well.

No matter how much I'm trying to ignore the whole birthing a child thing, I'm picturing our first moments together and I can't help but get very emotional. Finally deciding on her name upon seeing her face, those first pictures together and seeing my husband hold his daughter-well, it just sends me into a tailspin of emotion. These thoughts are no longer months and months away. They are in the rear view mirror and approaching quickly.

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