30-31 Weeks

I'm feeling a bit like a failure in the picture and life department. The holidays really did a number on me, being in and out of town, traveling for Christmas to see family then back for a day before heading to Seattle for a wedding and New Year celebration with friends. All awesome, all exhausting, and all resulted in no "fruit/veg" pictures. Boo. I was super excited to have a weekly photo of myself to document, but somewhere around rutabaga (uhhh, apparently we don't have many of them around here!) I started having trouble finding the corresponding weekly fruit or veggie and it all went to hell. Luckily with Christmas and wedding festivities, I have plenty of belly shots sans fruit that will have to do.
Week 30 was chock full of traveling and was the official end of the horrible rash. Thank. God. And just in time to wear the cute wedding dress I found without having to cover all bare skin! Yay!
I also had an OB appointment that was fairly uneventful. Heartbeat, check. Measuring 30 cm, check. Rhogam and TDap shot, check. And OB's guess is that she's head down! Stay baby, stay! This week was also when I started feeling work "senioritis". You that feeling of being almost graduated, but still not and how mentally checked out you were? Yeah, that's how I feel about work. I couldn't care less about it and have officially started counting down the weeks until I'll be done! The baby lady is moving around a lot, and by moving I mean full body torsion. It no longer feels like kicks, it feels like an elephant doing somersaults. Crazy amazing.

Baby is the size of a cucumber! I'm guessing more like the length of a cucumber, but with more "meat" I hope :)

31 weeks and feeling HOT, HOT, HOT! Like SO HOT I can hardly stand it or stand myself. It is the dead of winter and I am wearing sleeveless dresses to work. Granted, it has been unseasonably warm, but I have still been getting weird looks from people because of my wardrobe choices. To get by I have been eating ice all day long, which kind of helps keep the heat at bay.
The other eventful part of the week was lots of braxton hicks contractions. They totally freaked me out. The advice nurse was not so freaked out and reassured me that they are normal unless they become painful or regular. I'm still having a hard time adjusting to the sensation and not worrying that I'm going into labor. I am really looking forward to seeing my OB again so I can talk with her about my worries.

Does this jersey make me look fat? According to the Hubs, playoffs are not the time to switch up the wardrobe, so I rocked it. It didn't help...

 Baby is the size of a squash...again. They really need to vary those veggies a little more!

Merry and Bright

29 weeks pregnant and soaking up another wonderful Christmas! Almost nothing can ruin Christmas magic for me, so even while "in the trenches" Christmas made everything better.
This year was no exception and we had a wonderful day celebrating with family and friends. The little one got a few fun gifts from the Grandparents, which was very fun and makes all of this a little more real.
I don't know if this "is this really happening?!" feeling happens to all pregnant chicks or mostly pregnant chicks with a history of infertility, but it definitely has not hit me yet that I am going to be a Mom in 11 weeks or less. Been there before? When did it sink in for you?

I hope everyone had a great holiday. Wishing for lots of babies in the new year!!!

Again, photos coming...

I'm a New Woman

All better! Okay, maybe not all better, but so, so much improved. And I'm back in the game!
Turns out I probably do not have PUPPP. Thank. God. Most likely I am having an allergic reaction to Amoxicillin that I was on for a weird face rash. Since I stopped taking it the rash is much improved, not quite as itchy, and my swelling has gone down almost completely. Phew. I have continued taking all my homeopathic remedies just in case it is PUPPP and it's just being controlled by everything I'm doing, but if it goes away completely I will start phasing out all the supplements.

I have noticed that I am having a hard time bending over all of the sudden due to the growing belly. It always takes me by surprise and almost takes my breath away when I bend down and realize I've gone too far.

The other kind of funny event this week happened at the hardware store. I have been hearing about overly protective Daddy instincts, but haven't really noticed it in my Hubby until this week.
While my sweet hubby was waiting in a giant line, I said I was going to check out the paint selection (trying to pick out nursery colors!) But then I had to pee...per the usual. I saw him still in Big Fat Line, so I sneaked off to go. When I came back, no Husband in sight. But then he was in sight and he was freaking out. I don't know if I've ever seen him so frantic. He was speeding around the store looking for me with pure panic in his eyes. When I found him he was not pleased. Not pleased in the way your parents are not pleased when you crash your first car and almost kill yourself but don't, so they yell instead of cry. This may have happened to me once. He was clearly relived that I was okay, but kind of pissed because I scared him, and also kind of tearing up.
You guys, I was kind of baffled and wanted to say, "what do you think could have happened to me in a span of 10 minutes?! Clearly no one's going to make away with your knocked up, rashy wife!" But I felt so guilty because he was so worried! Man, that Daddy instinct has kicked in in a big way! Sweet and strange.
 
I did take pictures this week, but am so behind on uploading that I thought I would get these posts out and update with pics later! The holiday season always does a number on me, but I feel like this year is particularly busy...anyone else?