How Far Along: 29 weeks.
Total Weight Gain: 2.5 pounds this past week. I'm up to 26 pounds total (I knew I would blow my 25 pound limit this week). I'm on track to gain about 45 pounds which is not exactly what I had in mind. Yikes. Maybe the bigger Sam gets, the less food I'll be able to put in my stomach? Bahahaha!
Maternity Clothes: At first I was all blah about maternity clothes and then when I bought elastic maternity pants I was like OH MY GOD THESE ARE THE BEST THINGS EVER and now that I've been wearing them for a solid 3 months I am back to feeling very blah. I can't fit into any of my own sweatpants comfortably, so I have lovingly adopted Jake's XL men's sweats to lounge around the house in. Also, I wear the same shirt about 4 times a week. So if you see someone with big boobs and a burgeoning belly in a white V-neck and skinny jeans and you feel like you can smell them from a mile away, it's probably me in my shirt that I wear more often than I wash. Sorry I'm not sorry. I miss my wardrobe, and I'm starting to miss zippers and buttons on my pants.
Sleep: I'm definitely sleeping better because of the mattress, and waking up with less back pain than I did with the old mattress we had, but I'm still not sleeping great. I find myself really tired during the day, but then I'm up until 1:00am because I can't fall asleep when I get to bed. Maybe it's a subconscious thing, but it's like my body knows I have entered the third trimester and my already low comfort level has dropped to a newer and worse all-time low. January cannot get here soon enough.
Sam's Things:
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| Best. Bib. Ever. Thanks MS and AB :) |
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| Cute booties that I am too lazy to figure out how to turn right-side-up. Thanks KC :) |
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| Monkey hats!! Thanks WM & DA! Sam is ready to go :) |
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| Enough bows to last for her first few months. Thanks MH and CH :) |
| "Monkey Butt" onesies. Thanks MawMaw & PawPaw and WM! She is all set :) |
Best Moment this Week: Last week wasn't a fabulous week for me. That's not to say I was depressed or pouty or any of that jazz, but I was coming off my high of being off work for a week with my cute husband. Sadly it was all about being back to the grind and just getting through the week. Unfortunately, I used to get through the week looking forward to our fun plans on the weekend or unwinding with a glass of wine (or 6) on Friday after work. More often than not it seems now I don't really look forward to the weekends anymore. For example: Friday night I painted our kitchen while Jake was at the Highlands/Elder football game. Joy. My kitchen looks pretty fab, but I can't say that was the most fun Friday night I've ever had.
Movement: She must have changed positions or something because I am still feeling movement, but it feels very internal. There aren't many kicks and punches and rolls on the outside of my belly, it's more like I can feel her kicking my bladder or whatever other organs are in there and close enough for her to jab. Doc said last week that we should start seeing some limbs and movement on my belly but if her butt is facing out then I guess maybe we won't. The thought of that still freaks me out a little bit so if she stays in this position until her grand entrance then I won't be too sad.
Food Cravings: Note to self and to any other poor pregnant people out there, do not fail your 1 hour glucose test. On Friday I had to go over to Christ Hospital to take the long, drawn out, prick me 7,000 times and drink that nasty nasty juice again test, and it was just as miserable as I imagined it would be. The good news is that I talked to the doctor's office today and I do not have gestational diabetes. THANK YOU JESUS. Bring on the cake, ice cream, donuts, cookies, carbs, and anything else that's unhealthy.
Symptoms: I have reached a new life low. Today at work I went on a walk with MS at lunch. It was kinda warm here today, unseasonably warm for late October. I changed back into my work clothes and got back to my desk and when I got there I realized that I was rocking some major swamp ass. Oh yes, ass sweat in my work pants. Is this real life? Have I really reached the point where I am wearing gray maternity pants and I am unable to get up from my desk because I have two marks of ass sweat where my cheeks meet my legs? Bossman, "Jessica can you come here for a minute?" Jessica, "Nope, I have ass sweat, need to ride it out for a hot second before I get up from my chair." I don't get embarrassed very easily or very often, but this is one of those situations where if I saw someone with ass sweat in dress slacks (pregnant or not), I would be judging judging judging. So here I am, the knocked up girl with ass sweat who everyone is judging. Maybe next time I'll take a picture to share.
What I Miss: Walking somewhere without my thighs rubbing together. Truth hurts.
What I am Looking Forward to: My parents' super fun Halloween party this weekend. It's typically one of the most fun nights of my year (getting dressed up and taking tequila shots totally reminds me of college date parties, and who doesn't love a great date party). This year will probably be a LOT more low key for me, but I'm sure I will still enjoy all of the costumes. I will try to live vicariously through everyone else and just look forward to next year. Anyone available to babysit a ten month old on the Saturday closest to Halloween 2013? Momma will be ready to party.
Exercise: This was another not so super great week in terms of exercising (which supports my personal theory that once you get out of a routine it is so freaking hard to get back into one). However, I did do Pure Barre on Tuesday and walked with my momma on Sunday. Here's hoping this week is a little better than last. My arms look like the Michelin man and my legs are turning into soft squishy cottage cheese. Add a big belly to that and I am a picture of sexiness. I can't imagine how Jake can possibly keep his hands off of me. SIKE.
Noteworthy Items:
-I have found that I have become the pregnant lady who wants to complain about how fat her ass is and how she can't believe she's gained 26 pounds already, but at the same time doesn't want to admit that her caloric intake has probably doubled since she found out she was pregnant. Hello Jessica, you don't get to eat poptarts, Skyline, cheeseburgers, milkshakes, and french fries and wear size 4 maternity pants. It doesn't work that way. Skinny people, whether pregnant or not, don't eat that kind of food on a regular basis. I hope you enjoy it while it lasts, fatty, because next year your days will consist of egg whites, chicken, broccoli, and salads (with no ranch or cheese). This binge eating ain't gonna last forever.
-I totally went on a girl date with MS tonight. We saw Pitch Perfect and I highly, highly, highly recommend it. If you have ever (or still do) like Glee, the Sing-Off, or any other kind of musical entertainment that involves covers or mixes of popular songs, then this movie will most definitely entertain you. Not only that, but the humor is righteous and it keeps you laughing the whole time.
-Can anyone else even believe it's October 22nd? Where in the heck did this year go? I saw a Target Christmas commercial the other day - get out of here!!!
-I have noticed that everybody's favorite question for a pregnant woman is "how are you feeling?" Now I know that people are just trying to be nice and ask about how things are going, and I truly do appreciate that you at least act like you care. I'm sure I'm guilty of asking every previous pregnant woman I ever saw how she was feeling because I had no clue what the F else to ask them. Followed by the "I'm doing fine" always comes the "you didn't get sick or anything?", which for me is followed by "Nope" followed by "oh yeah you are so lucky" as if throwing up/being nauseous is the only horrible thing that a pregnant woman goes through. I am making a vow right now to never ask another pregnant woman how she is feeling. I don't know what I'm going to say instead, but it's going to be something that's going to make her laugh, and that doesn't make her feel like she is a whiny ass because she doesn't like being pregnant even though she didn't get morning sickness. Let's face it, being pregnant SUCKS. And as a first time mom who doesn't know the joy of having your own little mug to snuggle every night, it's hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Luckily for me, I have great parents who have shown me over the last 27 years that being a parent truly is a fabulous thing, and that's what's gotten me through the last 6 months and what will get me through the next few.
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