Wow, 33 Weeks! How on Earth am I down to just 7 weeks left in this pregnancy? I cannot wait to meet him. It’s interesting how much he’s already like Ryan – both boys were so active that I have never done kick counts; they really move around that much. I had hope that this little guy would be more low-key than his big brother, but from the looks of it, I’ll have 2 crazy active boys on my hands soon. The general consensus seems to be that if they’re active on the inside, they’ll be active on the outside! Anyway, let’s get into this week’s bumpdate!
Happy Sunday, friends! Another week down, 8 (hopefully less!) more to go! I am kind of in denial that I’m actually 32 weeks pregnant. We’re super excited to meet our newest little dude! And with another week comes another bumpdate! Let’s get to it. (Yeaup, I actually put on a little bit of makeup on for this one. But I’m still in sweats, so you know. Nothing too crazy.)
I KNOW. 2 bumpdates in a row! Really, when I first found out I was pregnant, I was so excited to be the good blogger and do every.single.week and the I got so sick in my first trimester and never felt like taking pictures those 3 months or whatever because just putting on pants seemed like a hassle. And then in the second trimester, I felt like nothing was changing that much and I didn’t have much to report, so a weekly post of the same.exact.thing. over and over seemed silly.
But I feel like right now everything is changing so quickly! I’m not sure if it’s just that we’re down to the final countdown (can you believe I have less than 10 weeks to go? And if Ryan and my doctors are any indication, a decent amount less!) or what, but I feel like he’s jammin along in there, my body’s going through all.the.changes. and my hormones/brain are going bananas. So here’s another update!
Can we please talk about how much smaller I was at 31 weeks with Ryan? I didn’t do many bumpdates last pregnancy, but that was one of them… and I’m tiny! (in comparison)
Cravings: There’s a Tex Mex restaurant near where we used to live called Jose Tejas and I cannot wait to (hopefully) go soon! They make the most amazing fajitas and all I can do is think about them, and their chips and salsa. Other cravings include natural PB, popcorn, and everything bagels. I want one so bad!
Aversions: None that I can really think of? Which is nice.
New things: eating less/more often (on average). Also, crossing my legs is getting super uncomfortable. I don’t remember this from last time, though I’m sure it happened. There’s just no room!
Preparation: I figured I’d start this section, since we’re in the final 10 weeks of so! We don’t plan on buying a ton of new things for this baby, but there are something we’ll be getting new. I recently bought a 2-pack of these Coobie nursing bras. My normal bras started getting tight around my rib cage (damn you, expanding ribs!) recently so I bought one of these highly recommended bras to see how they felt. SO COMFY. It’s like a sports bra, but with adjustable straps, and nursing clips. There’s a removable pad in the front which is nice for not letting everyone know when I’m cold, and the fabric is super stretchy and soft but still very supportive. No, it’s not like a super nice, push up/underwire bra, but it’s super comfy and doesn’t make everything look super saggy, so that’s nice. Last time I didn’t wear underwire for a year (coming from a girl who used to wear 2 bras at once and sleep in underwire push ups because I hate not having support..) to fend off clogged ducts. Since I got mastitis more than once last time, I’m probably going to stick with that plan of action.
ALL THAT to say, the Coobie bra is amazing, and I needed to get more for pregnancy and after baby. They also make non-nursing ones, which is apparently how they originally became know.
Anyway, that’s all for now, friends. If you’re interested in my past bumpdates, they’re listed below!
Sorry I haven’t done one of these in a while. I could probably think of a few reasons why, but it really boils down to: I didn’t feel like taking a picture. True story. Not to mention, I didn’t truly feel like I had a lot to say. But since my last bumpdate I have some things to share and a picture, so let’s get onto it!
Weight gain: I haven’t shared this yet from what I can see, but I’ll do it this week since I just went to the doctor. So far, I’ve gained 22 pounds, which for some pregnant women is a lot but considering with Ryan I gained about 70 pounds… I mean, I’m pretty content with that. I’m on target to fall under the 35 pound recommended max which I’m happy about!
Cravings: Pizza. I really, really want some ‘za. And lo mein. No Chipotle, for once, since now that they’ve enacted their e.coli fighting procedures and make like, nothing in store, I don’t think it’s that great. But I haaavee been craving plain sweetened lattes. Maybe it’s from an overload of fancy holiday ones last month? Who knows. Also, fresh fruit, and not the cheap kind (bananas, apples etc.) I want mangos and blueberries and strawberries. You know, stuff not in season.
Aversions: Nothing, really. I can’t think of any, which is awesome.
Doctor Appointments: I touched on it in this post, but I switched OB’s. After my last appointment (almost 21 weeks, OOPS. Like with Ryan, I was holding off until my insurance kicked in, and since I was changing doctors, it lined up well.) Alex and I decided we would not feel comfortable with the doctors there delivering our child, as we had a pretty horrendous experience with the doctor we met that day. After looking into it a bit, we decided to go back to the practice that delivered Ryan, since I loved them and the hospital I delivered at. We originally didn’t want to go there since the office we visited is now almost 1.5 hours from our house (we moved since Ryan was born), but there’s another office very close to my dad’s house and about a half hour from our house. The major concern is delivery, since the hospital is 45 minutes away and I had a very quick labor with Ryan. Let’s all pray I don’t have a roadside baby.
ANYWAY, my appointment on Thursday went really well, so I’m very happy I transferred back. The staff was so nice, baby looks great, and the doctor wasn’t rude. Moral of the story: if your gut says that your doctor isn’t the one for you, figure out a way to change it.
New things: Nothing too notable besides feeling large and in charge. I’m definitely feeling like my lungs don’t have their fair share of room anymore, and I’m filling up faster than normal. Sleep is getting pretty uncomfortable, but I mean, who needs sleep anymore. The other day I had so much trouble putting on boots that I gave up and put on slip-ons. I miss having a pregnancy where it’s starting to get warm and I can wear flats and flip flops.
Also, LOTS of movement. Like a humorous, huge kicks where my entire body shakes. And also, poopy sleeping and hip pain.
I think that’s it, for now friends! I hope that you all are safe and toasty if you got snow yesterday, and if you didn’t, you stink. I’m off to shovel!
For past bumpdates, check out these posts!
Cravings: Chipotle. Big, vinegar-y salad. A wrap. Hot chocolate.
Aversions: Anything I have at home, pretty much. It’s really getting old. Everything sounds “meh” to me, and I can’t ever seem to decide what I want to eat.
Sleep: Depends on the day. Weaning is.. going. Sunday night Ryan slept until 7 am (with 2 wake ups, though pretty short ones) and it was pretty much magic.
Anything Else? We find out the gender TOMORROW. Tomorrow, you guys. It’s been weird going so long this time without knowing – with Ryan we got an elective at 15 weeks. I am very interested to see if doing so makes the pregnancy feel shorter. I remember that when I told everyone I was pregnant ASAP and then found out the gender early, the second half felt super long without any fun surprises.
(top is 20 weeks, bottom is the day I found out I was pregnant, same shirt. uhhh….)
I really want to touch on something quickly before I head off. I was going to make this a Thinking Out Loud post but then time got away from me and I didn’t really want to write/post it after we found out the gender (though I’m not going to share it here for a bit until I let everyone in my family etc know :)) because it may not seem genuine depending on the outcome.
I just really want to say, for all of you moms and moms to be out there – it’s okay if you’re hoping for a girl. Or a boy.
When I was pregnant with Ryan, I liked to peruse pregnancy message boards, and if you’ve ever been on one, you know just how brutal those women can be with one another. At least once a week someone would do a post entitled. “Hoping for a Boy!!” and get the crap beat out of them (virtually, obviously) by other moms who felt the need to guilt them.
They remind the woman that she should be happy to have a baby at all – not everyone is as lucky. That she selfish for wishing for one over the other. Even that she doesn’t deserve a child at all, and that they feel badly for the child they will raise. Uhm. What?
Just because a woman envisions one sex over the other doesn’t mean that they don’t love, appreciate and deserve that child. I’m hoping for a girl – my gut says girl. I have a beautiful, wonderful little boy, and would love to give him a little sister. I would love to watch a little girl grow up, to answer her questions only a mother can answer, and to one day watch her become a mother. That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t love another boy. I think brothers sounds so fun (and challenging!) and I’m well aware that girls bring on the hormones in the teen years. I’m not ungrateful for whatever sex baby is growing in me. I’m just hoping for one over the other.
So yes, while we all just want happy, healthy babies, it’s okay to daydream about dressing a little girl up in headbands and tutus or watching a little boy play catch with his daddy. It doesn’t make you a bad mother because you admit it. It doesn’t make you ungrateful for your pregnancy or the life that you’ve been blessed with. And anyone who even slightly disagrees or tries to make you feel bad about it doesn’t deserve an input in your life, your pregnancy, or the life of your baby.