Friday, February 4, 2011
24 hours...
and Baby W and I will be on a plane headed to Dallas! Here's hoping that travel isn't a complete nightmare and that Sunday night the Steelers will be hoisting their 7th Lombardi Trophy.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Stylish Blogger Award
Last week I got nominated for the Stylish Blogger Award by a fellow April 2011 bumpie - the lovely Mrs. Monica @ Scherman Baby: The Sequel. I was really flattered to know that someone is actually reading some of my ramblings about this whole baby process (and all the other crap I talk about!). Part of the specifications of the award say that I need to Share 7 Random Things about myself. So here goes nothing...
1. I am the youngest of three girls. I was the last attempt for my parents to have a son and once I came out a girl they called it quits. Part of me thinks this is why I was such a tomboy growing up - I felt the need to compensate for them not getting the son they were looking for. Not that they ever made me feel that I was unwanted, but in the back of my mind I always felt bad for my dad. Hell, even our dog was a girl. Now I am so happy that I am able to provide them with their first grandson.
2. I was engaged when I was 23. When I was with him I became adamant that I did not want kids, but when I was honest with myself it was that I didn't want to have kids with him. In my heart I knew that he wasn't 'the one' and so I called off the wedding with two months to spare. Probably one of the best decisions I have ever made in my entire life.
3. I am a HUGE sports fan - particularly Penn State football and the Steelers and Penguins. I grew up just south of Pittsburgh so a love of the black and gold was instilled at an early age. My husband thinks I am possibly more into sports than he is, but he loves it since we can hang out and watch football without me complaining that I'm missing 'The Real Housewives of wherever' (for the record I hate all those shows).
4. I'm a gym snob. I judge the people who are "working out" on the treadmill walking at a pace less than 3 mph. I judge the girls who show up in their perfectly matched little outfits with their hair all done and their dangly earrings. I hate the people who show up in January due to their new years resolutions to get in shape because they clog up my gym. We call them "the Jan's" and we wait for them to give up in February. Basically, I get cranky when my routine is messed up, but I feel spectacular after a good workout so I continue to go to the gym and deal with these people.
5. I have a fascination with sharks. One of the things on my list of 25 things to do before I die is to go down in a shark cage and I want to see a Great White in person. They scare the bejeezus out of me, but I think they are amazing animals.
6. I'm not sure that I truly consider myself a runner, but I normally run several races a year. This is the first year that I haven't done a half marathon in 4 years. My best time was Kiawah 2009 when I finished in 1:55:50. My best 10K time was last year's Cooper River Bridge Run with a 51:20. I was able to knock 5 minutes off my previous year's time and was so excited. I'm sad that I'll miss the Cooper River Bridge Run this year for the first time in 6 years, but it's 8 days before my due date. I'm pretty sure they wouldn't even let me cross the start line! My best 5K was the Turkey Trot on Thanksgiving 2009 with a time of 25:10. I was only one minute off that time this past year which I thought was pretty good for being 4 1/2 months pregnant. I'm already looking forward to getting back to running races once this little bambino is out of my belly.
7. When I was younger I had a 6 ft rule for guys that I dated. I'm 5'7" and hated looking like an amazon next to shorter guys. I even dated a guy who was 6'9" once (which to be honest was a little too tall). I tossed my rule when I met J. He's only 5'8", but I don't care. He's perfect for me :)
Another rule when given this award is to award up to 15 other bloggers and let them know of it. Try not to nominate anyone that the one who sent it to you nominated. This is tough since most of the blogs I follow have already been nominated.
There is one blogger in particular that I would love to nominate, though, and that is the beautiful bumpie lylahlove because I thoroughly enjoy reading her blog every week.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
100 posts
Dang - I didn't realize that I posted so much until I just saw the count. I guess I do like to ramble...
Anyway, this morning I had my latest appt with my OB. All is well in there. I was happy to see that my weight didn't go up from 2 weeks ago (I seemed to have gained a lot right before that appt), my BP was fine, my ute is measuring slightly ahead at 31 weeks, and his heartbeat was nice and strong in the 150's. She had to chase him to get it a couple times because the little bugger was pretty squirmy. We could actually hear him moving around, which was pretty funny. The little guy likes to dance!
My next appt is in 2 weeks and she said around the 35-36 week mark they'll start checking me and testing me for Group B Strep. Fun stuff.
On my way to the appt I stopped at Lord & Evans to try to pick out a paint color for the walls of the nursery. I wasn't able to get an actual sample, but I picked out all kinds of cards for J and I to go over tonight. Hopefully we can agree on one and the walls can get painted this weekend. Fingers crossed!
And here is my late weekly check-in:
How far along? 30w3d - approx 15.7 inches and 3 lbs. Like the head of a cabbage.
Weight gain/loss: This morning I was at +21.7 lbs. Sigh.
Maternity Clothes: Still half and half but most work pants are maternity. Shirts can go either way. And I'm still utilizing the hairband trick on my jeans.
Symptoms: Almost nightly leg cramps from hell. The kind that makes me jump (as much as I can) out of bed to stretch them. Very painful. And I'm getting more tired.
Gender: It's a boy!!!
Sleep? So-so. My favorite sleep position is clearly not his. And the leg cramp wake up calls in the middle of the night pretty much suck.
Best moment this week? Laying on the couch and J had his hand on my belly so he could feel our little guy squirm. That and the fact that the baby bedding came in - I love it!
Movement: All the time - and not just kicks. There are lots of body parts pushing out and I'm always trying to push them back in. He is definitely more squirmy than kicky now. Must be getting tight in there.
Food cravings/aversions: Still sweets, but I've been doing good with them.
Belly button in or out? In but flattening out.
What I miss? Being able to get up off the couch without groaning. And sleeping peacefully.
What I am looking forward to? Not baby related, but going to the Super Bowl this weekend. Baby W will get to cheer for my team as we go for 7. Oh, and I look forward to coming back to a painted nursery.
Milestones: Less than 10 weeks. Yikes!
What I'm nervous about: That I will fail at breastfeeding. I was reading about it and it doesn't seem easy.
And here is a pic:
Anyway, this morning I had my latest appt with my OB. All is well in there. I was happy to see that my weight didn't go up from 2 weeks ago (I seemed to have gained a lot right before that appt), my BP was fine, my ute is measuring slightly ahead at 31 weeks, and his heartbeat was nice and strong in the 150's. She had to chase him to get it a couple times because the little bugger was pretty squirmy. We could actually hear him moving around, which was pretty funny. The little guy likes to dance!
My next appt is in 2 weeks and she said around the 35-36 week mark they'll start checking me and testing me for Group B Strep. Fun stuff.
On my way to the appt I stopped at Lord & Evans to try to pick out a paint color for the walls of the nursery. I wasn't able to get an actual sample, but I picked out all kinds of cards for J and I to go over tonight. Hopefully we can agree on one and the walls can get painted this weekend. Fingers crossed!
And here is my late weekly check-in:
How far along? 30w3d - approx 15.7 inches and 3 lbs. Like the head of a cabbage.
Weight gain/loss: This morning I was at +21.7 lbs. Sigh.
Maternity Clothes: Still half and half but most work pants are maternity. Shirts can go either way. And I'm still utilizing the hairband trick on my jeans.
Symptoms: Almost nightly leg cramps from hell. The kind that makes me jump (as much as I can) out of bed to stretch them. Very painful. And I'm getting more tired.
Gender: It's a boy!!!
Sleep? So-so. My favorite sleep position is clearly not his. And the leg cramp wake up calls in the middle of the night pretty much suck.
Best moment this week? Laying on the couch and J had his hand on my belly so he could feel our little guy squirm. That and the fact that the baby bedding came in - I love it!
Movement: All the time - and not just kicks. There are lots of body parts pushing out and I'm always trying to push them back in. He is definitely more squirmy than kicky now. Must be getting tight in there.
Food cravings/aversions: Still sweets, but I've been doing good with them.
Belly button in or out? In but flattening out.
What I miss? Being able to get up off the couch without groaning. And sleeping peacefully.
What I am looking forward to? Not baby related, but going to the Super Bowl this weekend. Baby W will get to cheer for my team as we go for 7. Oh, and I look forward to coming back to a painted nursery.
Milestones: Less than 10 weeks. Yikes!
What I'm nervous about: That I will fail at breastfeeding. I was reading about it and it doesn't seem easy.
And here is a pic:
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Who ARE you?
This is what I say to myself whenever I catch a glimpse of the woman in the mirror with the bulging belly.
That can't be me - can it? I mean, I don't look like that. I have abs. I have a waistline. And I know I've always been well endowed, but my boobs have shape. I worked so hard last summer to lose those 10 lbs that I gained after the wedding and was in the best shape I've been in in a long time - maybe ever. That can't be me.
But it is.
That's me in the mirror with the swollen belly. That's me with the inflated boobs. That's me with all the extra padding.
Then I remember something that makes it all worthwhile. It's NOT just me. It's US.
And that makes me smile at the woman in the mirror.
Monday, January 31, 2011
3/4 of the way there
Wow. How did this happen? How did I already pass the 30 week mark?
It seems like just yesterday that I was peeing on a digital test in my work bathroom in an attempt to confirm the very faint lines I got on the internet cheapie tests that morning. And now here we are - less than 10 weeks to go.
There is a little part of me that wants the next 10 weeks to fly by so I can stop being uncomfortable and hold our little man in my arms.
There is a bigger part of me that is thinking "Holy shit - in less than 10 weeks I am going to be responsible for keeping this little person alive!". That and "We still have soooo much to do to prepare for this little guy's arrival!".
We did make a little progress on the nursery this weekend. On Saturday J was mudding the ceiling in the closet. Since we won't be doing crown molding in there he had to give a little TLC to the edges in there after scraping the hideous popcorn. We also cut out and removed the old carpeting. I could not believe how much dust was under it. I don't think the builders vacuumed up all the drywall dust before laying the carpet 13 years ago. Nice.
So here is what it looks like at the moment:
We chucked the old carpet and padding out that window instead of dragging all the nastiness through the house.
Apparently J's parents are going to come down this weekend and they are going to work on the nursery while I am in Dallas. He wants to get the crown molding up before they get here so they can paint the ceiling. And he wants me to pick out the wall color so they can hopefully get the walls done as well. Before they leave he wants them to help move all the furniture and crap out of the guest room so he can scrape that ceiling and rip out the carpet as well. That way we can get carpet installed in both rooms at once and be done with it. Not quite sure where we are going to put all the stuff, though.
Yesterday we took a break from house stuff and went to the 28th Annual Lowcountry Oyster Festival at Boone Hall Plantation. It's held every year on the Sunday before the Super Bowl. Sometimes the weather can be a little iffy, but this year it was gorgeous. Sunny and 70 degrees. I of course did not partake in the oysters and beer (had to settle for two bottles of water and a burger), but it's still a fun event. And hey - at least this year I'm not hungover for work on Monday!
It seems like just yesterday that I was peeing on a digital test in my work bathroom in an attempt to confirm the very faint lines I got on the internet cheapie tests that morning. And now here we are - less than 10 weeks to go.
There is a little part of me that wants the next 10 weeks to fly by so I can stop being uncomfortable and hold our little man in my arms.
There is a bigger part of me that is thinking "Holy shit - in less than 10 weeks I am going to be responsible for keeping this little person alive!". That and "We still have soooo much to do to prepare for this little guy's arrival!".
We did make a little progress on the nursery this weekend. On Saturday J was mudding the ceiling in the closet. Since we won't be doing crown molding in there he had to give a little TLC to the edges in there after scraping the hideous popcorn. We also cut out and removed the old carpeting. I could not believe how much dust was under it. I don't think the builders vacuumed up all the drywall dust before laying the carpet 13 years ago. Nice.
So here is what it looks like at the moment:
Apparently J's parents are going to come down this weekend and they are going to work on the nursery while I am in Dallas. He wants to get the crown molding up before they get here so they can paint the ceiling. And he wants me to pick out the wall color so they can hopefully get the walls done as well. Before they leave he wants them to help move all the furniture and crap out of the guest room so he can scrape that ceiling and rip out the carpet as well. That way we can get carpet installed in both rooms at once and be done with it. Not quite sure where we are going to put all the stuff, though.
Yesterday we took a break from house stuff and went to the 28th Annual Lowcountry Oyster Festival at Boone Hall Plantation. It's held every year on the Sunday before the Super Bowl. Sometimes the weather can be a little iffy, but this year it was gorgeous. Sunny and 70 degrees. I of course did not partake in the oysters and beer (had to settle for two bottles of water and a burger), but it's still a fun event. And hey - at least this year I'm not hungover for work on Monday!
J and I hanging out enjoying the sunshine
I was holding his beer while he packed up the chairs and J thought it would be funny to snap a picture to post on FB. Needless to say I had to comment the disclaimer that it was NOT my beer!
All in all it was a busy weekend and as usual it went way too fast. I need a vacation...
Friday, January 28, 2011
Expanding his wardrobe
Yesterday our network at work kept going in and out. Kind of frustrating when pretty much everything we do requires online access and email. After not being able to do anything more than play Spider Solitaire and sit around and chat for several hours we gave up and packed up our stuff and left for the day.
I had plans for dinner with some friends at 6:00, so I had a couple hours to kill. First stop - Babies R Us. I wanted to test out some gliders/rockers to see what we actually want to get. I found a couple that I like and they were all comfy, so I don't think we can go wrong.
I looked at their baby clothes that were on sale, but they were still a little pricey so I passed.
Next stop - Target. I found one maternity shirt that I liked on sale, picked up a few new sports bras (that I'll need to return), and headed to the baby clothes section. I found a 30% off rack and dove in. I found one cute little outfit:
I had plans for dinner with some friends at 6:00, so I had a couple hours to kill. First stop - Babies R Us. I wanted to test out some gliders/rockers to see what we actually want to get. I found a couple that I like and they were all comfy, so I don't think we can go wrong.
I looked at their baby clothes that were on sale, but they were still a little pricey so I passed.
Next stop - Target. I found one maternity shirt that I liked on sale, picked up a few new sports bras (that I'll need to return), and headed to the baby clothes section. I found a 30% off rack and dove in. I found one cute little outfit:
6 month size for $6.28
And these little jeans:
6 month size for $4
Then I headed over to Ross to peruse their baby clothes section. They have a decent selection and if you browse you can find some pretty good deals. I picked up the following for our little man:
A set with two onesies and the cute pants with the tiger on the butt for 3-6 months ($6.99)
This is on the light blue onesie from the set
bib, onesie and cute pants with a bear on the butt - 3 to 6 months ($3.99)
Cute little monkey onesie 3 pack - 6 month size ($4.99)
And my best purchase of the day was this one:
$0.49 for this 6-9 month onesie. Score!
I came home and showed J all of the clothes. His reaction? "How many outfits does he need?". I told him that babies make messes and generally go through more than one item of clothing a day. Granted at the beginning he will be living in onesies, but I want to make sure he has some stuff to wear for when we leave the house. I have no intention of just sitting around the house for the 3 months that I am on maternity leave. I need to make sure he is ready to hit the town with me :)
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Here we go - Steelers - here we go...
Pittsburgh's going to the Super Bowl. And so are Baby W and I!
Yep - that's right. My sister (the one who is ridiculously irresponsible with money) is taking my parents, my other sister and I to Dallas for Super Bowl XLV. She had bought 4 tickets prior to the AFC Championship game with an escape clause if the Jets happened to win. I told her to take our other sister since I got to go to the Super Bowl in Tampa two years ago with her.
Well, she got another ticket so I could go, too. I told her not to spend the money, but she really wanted to do this. There is no way in hell anyone else in my family could afford to buy a ticket (It was $21K for the original 4 tickets), but Nic is a doctor who has been doing the whole locum tenens thing and apparently has been raking in the dough.
So we will be flying to Dallas on Saturday afternoon - getting there at 2:30 - and flying back Monday evening and getting home around 9:40. Not sure if we have a hotel yet so we should probably get started on that.
I think J can't believe that I am going to get to go inside JerryWorld (Dallas stadium) before him. He is a HUGE Cowboys fan so he's a little bitter. I told him he should root for my team, but I don't see that happening. Now I just have to hide my Steelers gnome so he doesn't try to jinx it.
Here is a picture from the last time Pittsburgh was in the Super Bowl.
Oh - and on a baby related note I bought our crib bedding this morning. Target is having a 20% sale on select bedding and furniture online so I went ahead and got it. It's a higher priced item and I didn't know if anyone would buy it for us. Plus the shower isn't until March 12th and I want it before then. It will also help with decorating if we have it and know the colors. I can't wait until it gets here!
Yep - that's right. My sister (the one who is ridiculously irresponsible with money) is taking my parents, my other sister and I to Dallas for Super Bowl XLV. She had bought 4 tickets prior to the AFC Championship game with an escape clause if the Jets happened to win. I told her to take our other sister since I got to go to the Super Bowl in Tampa two years ago with her.
Well, she got another ticket so I could go, too. I told her not to spend the money, but she really wanted to do this. There is no way in hell anyone else in my family could afford to buy a ticket (It was $21K for the original 4 tickets), but Nic is a doctor who has been doing the whole locum tenens thing and apparently has been raking in the dough.
So we will be flying to Dallas on Saturday afternoon - getting there at 2:30 - and flying back Monday evening and getting home around 9:40. Not sure if we have a hotel yet so we should probably get started on that.
I think J can't believe that I am going to get to go inside JerryWorld (Dallas stadium) before him. He is a HUGE Cowboys fan so he's a little bitter. I told him he should root for my team, but I don't see that happening. Now I just have to hide my Steelers gnome so he doesn't try to jinx it.
Here is a picture from the last time Pittsburgh was in the Super Bowl.
Nic and I with Steely McBeam
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Am I talking to a wall??
Seriously - this whole baby shower thing is about to put me over the edge.
Yesterday my friend called me and said they were making it a couples shower and they need the list of invitees ASAP. I told her no, I had already told my sister to please not change any of the plans and leave everything is it was. I am fine with it being girls only. I really don't want to put anyone out and at this point just want to get the damn thing over with.
I emailed the three of them with my (somewhat puny) list yesterday.
This morning I have an email from my sister saying it's now a couples shower and they need the list of people to invite. I again told her to please leave the plans as they were.
I send an instant message to J saying that still no one is listening to me when it comes to the shower. His response? "Well you can't have it both ways... you keep up and you are going to end up with nothing". Gee - thanks for the support and understanding.
Now I'm starting to get pissed.
If someone had just talked to me and clued me in on what was going on then this wouldn't have all blown up. I get that they were trying to make it a surprise, but once J saw me getting upset he should have said something. I wanted a couples shower because I thought he wanted to be there and I thought he had people he wanted to invite. Now I find out that he is pretty much ambivalent about the whole thing. If that's the case then I don't even want him there.
Ugh - why didn't I just keep my mouth shut from the get go???
Yesterday my friend called me and said they were making it a couples shower and they need the list of invitees ASAP. I told her no, I had already told my sister to please not change any of the plans and leave everything is it was. I am fine with it being girls only. I really don't want to put anyone out and at this point just want to get the damn thing over with.
I emailed the three of them with my (somewhat puny) list yesterday.
This morning I have an email from my sister saying it's now a couples shower and they need the list of people to invite. I again told her to please leave the plans as they were.
I send an instant message to J saying that still no one is listening to me when it comes to the shower. His response? "Well you can't have it both ways... you keep up and you are going to end up with nothing". Gee - thanks for the support and understanding.
Now I'm starting to get pissed.
If someone had just talked to me and clued me in on what was going on then this wouldn't have all blown up. I get that they were trying to make it a surprise, but once J saw me getting upset he should have said something. I wanted a couples shower because I thought he wanted to be there and I thought he had people he wanted to invite. Now I find out that he is pretty much ambivalent about the whole thing. If that's the case then I don't even want him there.
Ugh - why didn't I just keep my mouth shut from the get go???
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
And now I feel like the world's biggest jerk
Yesterday was a mess. Tons of drama and emotions and hormones flying everywhere. As mentioned, there was discussion of a baby shower and my concerns and unhappiness.
Well it all kind of blew up with me emailing my mom with a response to what I felt was her attacking/criticizing me. It all went downhill from there.
Last night after I got home from the gym where I was able to work out a little frustration I checked my email. There was one from my sister with the subject "What is going on?".
Turns out she is the one that is actually planning the shower, it was going to be a surprise on March 12th and they told me my friends are planning it for the 19th to throw me off. My two friends that are helping have limited funds so they decided on a smaller shower and thought that girls only would be nice an intimate.
Yep - I pretty much burst into tears as I was reading it. Then the phone rang and it was my mom. We had a big long discussion and everything is fine. Thankfully she understands that my hormones are playing hell with my emotions and I am overly sensitive at the moment, so she won't hold it against me for being bratty.
So bottom line I feel like an ungrateful jerk and that I ruined the surprise. But in my defense, I hate surprises and who decides to surprise a hormonal emotion bomb at 36 weeks pregnant anyway????
Oh, and to top it off - J knew all about the surprise and had been doing his best to divert my questions. He had been planning on calling my sister last night to let her know that I was freaking out and to try to figure things out. Love him to death, but I wish he would've clued me in. Instead he had to deal with a sobbing trainwreck last night. Ugh - is it April yet????
And here is this week's check-in:
How far along? 29w2d - baby is a squash - 15.2-16.7 inches, 2.5-3.8 lb over the next 4 weeks
Weight gain/loss: This morning I weighed myself and am at +23 lbs exactly. Oy.
Maternity Clothes: Half and half. Today I am sporting maternity pants and a shirt, but some days I get away with regular tops in longer length. I wore maternity jeans for the first time on Saturday and they drove me crazy.
Symptoms: The newest one is my Tour-de-France-bicycle-seat-crotch as I like to call it. Kind of feels like getting kicked with some heavy boots right between the legs. It's keeping my stubborn colon and itchy belly company.
Gender: It's a boy!!!
Sleep? Definitely getting more difficult. My little internal alarm clock likes to start kicking away in the 4:00 hour. Not cool little buddy - not cool at all.
Best moment this week? Not the least bit baby related, but the Steelers punching their ticket to their 8th Super Bowl. Here we go, Steelers, here we go!!!
Movement: All the time and he is definitely getting stronger. This weekend it felt like he was trying to dig his way out. I think he was excited about his team winning (while he is inside of me he is definitely a Steelers fan!)
Food cravings/aversions: Still all about sweets, but I'm trying to control that urge.
Belly button in or out? In but flattening out.
What I miss? Being able to paint my toenails, having more of a selection when it comes to wardrobe, and sleeping comfortably.
What I am looking forward to? Doing more work on the nursery. The ceiling is completely scraped and sanded - we just need to put up the crown molding and then we can paint.
Milestones: 75 days to go!
What I'm nervous about: My abilities as a mom. Some days I can't wait for him to be here. Other days I think "What did we get ourselves into?"
And this week's pic:
Well it all kind of blew up with me emailing my mom with a response to what I felt was her attacking/criticizing me. It all went downhill from there.
Last night after I got home from the gym where I was able to work out a little frustration I checked my email. There was one from my sister with the subject "What is going on?".
Turns out she is the one that is actually planning the shower, it was going to be a surprise on March 12th and they told me my friends are planning it for the 19th to throw me off. My two friends that are helping have limited funds so they decided on a smaller shower and thought that girls only would be nice an intimate.
Yep - I pretty much burst into tears as I was reading it. Then the phone rang and it was my mom. We had a big long discussion and everything is fine. Thankfully she understands that my hormones are playing hell with my emotions and I am overly sensitive at the moment, so she won't hold it against me for being bratty.
So bottom line I feel like an ungrateful jerk and that I ruined the surprise. But in my defense, I hate surprises and who decides to surprise a hormonal emotion bomb at 36 weeks pregnant anyway????
Oh, and to top it off - J knew all about the surprise and had been doing his best to divert my questions. He had been planning on calling my sister last night to let her know that I was freaking out and to try to figure things out. Love him to death, but I wish he would've clued me in. Instead he had to deal with a sobbing trainwreck last night. Ugh - is it April yet????
And here is this week's check-in:
How far along? 29w2d - baby is a squash - 15.2-16.7 inches, 2.5-3.8 lb over the next 4 weeks
Weight gain/loss: This morning I weighed myself and am at +23 lbs exactly. Oy.
Maternity Clothes: Half and half. Today I am sporting maternity pants and a shirt, but some days I get away with regular tops in longer length. I wore maternity jeans for the first time on Saturday and they drove me crazy.
Symptoms: The newest one is my Tour-de-France-bicycle-seat-crotch as I like to call it. Kind of feels like getting kicked with some heavy boots right between the legs. It's keeping my stubborn colon and itchy belly company.
Gender: It's a boy!!!
Sleep? Definitely getting more difficult. My little internal alarm clock likes to start kicking away in the 4:00 hour. Not cool little buddy - not cool at all.
Best moment this week? Not the least bit baby related, but the Steelers punching their ticket to their 8th Super Bowl. Here we go, Steelers, here we go!!!
Movement: All the time and he is definitely getting stronger. This weekend it felt like he was trying to dig his way out. I think he was excited about his team winning (while he is inside of me he is definitely a Steelers fan!)
Food cravings/aversions: Still all about sweets, but I'm trying to control that urge.
Belly button in or out? In but flattening out.
What I miss? Being able to paint my toenails, having more of a selection when it comes to wardrobe, and sleeping comfortably.
What I am looking forward to? Doing more work on the nursery. The ceiling is completely scraped and sanded - we just need to put up the crown molding and then we can paint.
Milestones: 75 days to go!
What I'm nervous about: My abilities as a mom. Some days I can't wait for him to be here. Other days I think "What did we get ourselves into?"
And this week's pic:
Monday, January 24, 2011
Hormones and emotions and family - oh my
This morning I made a giant mistake. I voiced my concerns about the baby shower that a few friends are throwing for me to my mom.
I do NOT want to sound ungrateful. I am very happy that they are taking it upon themselves to host a shower. I know the shower is a gift and I shouldn't say anything, but a few things are weighing on my mind.
Concern number one is that it is planned for March 19th. I will be 37 weeks along. I will probably be huge and uncomfortable. And I will be due in 3 weeks - not leaving us much time to nest and to buy all of the items that we will not be getting from the shower.
Concern number two is that the shower excludes J and many of our friends. My friends decided that this would be a girls only event. That was not what I would have wanted had anyone checked with me. This is his baby, too, and when one of my other friends asked me if he was upset about being left out he didn't really answer. But it looked to me like he is bummed.
Also, I hate being the center of attention and I am not the girly girl who wants the frou frou baby shower with stupid games and a bunch of girls sitting around. All of the baby showers I have been to recently have been co-ed and have been more of a celebration than a shower. Including the shower that I helped to host for one of the hostesses of my upcoming shower. So she knows better.
I emailed this to my mom - again saying that I am very grateful that they offered to throw me a shower.
She responded by basically saying I shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, that large showers are a ploy for gifts, and that she prefers smaller showers.
Ok, but this isn't YOUR shower. And I get that back in the day when you were having kids you would have a little hen party with your tea and cookies and sit around and play silly baby games and be girly. That is not me! The thought of a shower like that makes me sick.
And no, I don't want a large shower just so we can get a lot of gifts. I have had many of our guy friends ask if someone is throwing a shower for us and they obviously planned on being invited. I was looking forward to a low-key get together, maybe a lowcountry boil, with friends and family to celebrate the impending arrival of our little guy.
Instead, my mom decides to make me feel like shit. I emailed her back and said "Forget I said anything" and for the time being I am avoiding reading her follow-up emails.
And the icing on the hormonal emotion cake - my sister (who is ridiculously irresponsible with money) bought 4 Super Bowl tickets and posted on FB how she is taking my parents and needs to decide who else to take. My mom's response: "You are the BEST DAUGHTER EVER!!!!!" Wow - way to play favorites right out there in public for everyone to read, mom. Especially all the people that know that you have two other daughters. I guess I have to waste the equivalent of a down payment on a house to buy your affection, huh?
So that is where my emotions stand right now. God I hate Mondays....
I do NOT want to sound ungrateful. I am very happy that they are taking it upon themselves to host a shower. I know the shower is a gift and I shouldn't say anything, but a few things are weighing on my mind.
Concern number one is that it is planned for March 19th. I will be 37 weeks along. I will probably be huge and uncomfortable. And I will be due in 3 weeks - not leaving us much time to nest and to buy all of the items that we will not be getting from the shower.
Concern number two is that the shower excludes J and many of our friends. My friends decided that this would be a girls only event. That was not what I would have wanted had anyone checked with me. This is his baby, too, and when one of my other friends asked me if he was upset about being left out he didn't really answer. But it looked to me like he is bummed.
Also, I hate being the center of attention and I am not the girly girl who wants the frou frou baby shower with stupid games and a bunch of girls sitting around. All of the baby showers I have been to recently have been co-ed and have been more of a celebration than a shower. Including the shower that I helped to host for one of the hostesses of my upcoming shower. So she knows better.
I emailed this to my mom - again saying that I am very grateful that they offered to throw me a shower.
She responded by basically saying I shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, that large showers are a ploy for gifts, and that she prefers smaller showers.
Ok, but this isn't YOUR shower. And I get that back in the day when you were having kids you would have a little hen party with your tea and cookies and sit around and play silly baby games and be girly. That is not me! The thought of a shower like that makes me sick.
And no, I don't want a large shower just so we can get a lot of gifts. I have had many of our guy friends ask if someone is throwing a shower for us and they obviously planned on being invited. I was looking forward to a low-key get together, maybe a lowcountry boil, with friends and family to celebrate the impending arrival of our little guy.
Instead, my mom decides to make me feel like shit. I emailed her back and said "Forget I said anything" and for the time being I am avoiding reading her follow-up emails.
And the icing on the hormonal emotion cake - my sister (who is ridiculously irresponsible with money) bought 4 Super Bowl tickets and posted on FB how she is taking my parents and needs to decide who else to take. My mom's response: "You are the BEST DAUGHTER EVER!!!!!" Wow - way to play favorites right out there in public for everyone to read, mom. Especially all the people that know that you have two other daughters. I guess I have to waste the equivalent of a down payment on a house to buy your affection, huh?
So that is where my emotions stand right now. God I hate Mondays....
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