Monday, August 26, 2013

The Week I Lost My Mind (34 weeks, 4 days)

Being pregnant makes me insane.  I'm not just talking "oh, I cried at that cute baby commercial " or "that sweet song about kids gave me the weepies".  I'm talking full on panic attacks over next to nothing.  My first was over not being able to pick a name.  I literally sat down in the kitchen floor, in front of the refrigerator, and absolutely flipped my lid over not being able to decide on a name.  I was sure I would never find a name I love enough.  (I did, obviously, but at the time it wasn't something I thought could ever happen.)  After that episode I was okay for the most part- weepy but fine.  Then I woke up this Saturday and I guess I decided it would be a good day to just freak out a little.  I got up to use the restroom which apparently woke Zooey up.  I went back to bed and hoped she would do the same.  NOPE.  She started screaming and crying because no one was coming to let her out of baby jail.  At this point it's probably 7:30; I am so not ready to be up and about.  I had gone to sleep with a headache and was still feeling pretty sick.  So I did the only thing that made sense at the time...I started to cry.  Not just some tears and sniffles. serious choking sobs.  I just wasn't ready to get up.  I felt awful and was just so, so tired.  I eventually woke Daniel up then got myself up to start the day.  That was when I got a nosebleed.  My day really just didn't start well.

Good news!  I was able to make it to my second baby shower without having given birth a few days before!  The decorations were adorable and the food was delicious!  The best part?  I didn't have to do anything but show up!  It felt so nice to know I wasn't responsible for balloons or cupcakes or invitations.  So thankful for my totally awesome aunt who put it all together!

Connor is giving me some pretty intense kicks.  I think that means he's ready for me to talk about him for a bit.

How far along?
34 weeks and 4 days!  He has one week and one day more until I expect him to vacate.
Maternity clothes?
Weather is crazy.  It’s hot again, so it’s back to maxi dresses and dreaming of scarves and skinny jeans.
Stretch marks?
Seem to be pretty safe....
Sleep?
No matter how I twist and turn, I’m finding it increasingly difficult to catch my breath.  And I’m still pouring sweat.  Bleh.
Food cravings:
FOREVER PIZZA AND ROOT BEER!  And sweets.
Belly button in or out?
It isn’t poking out, per se, but it is making my tee shirts look a bit less smooth.
Movement?
He’s calming down a bit.  Still getting 10 kicks in two hours, but he’s not wildly tap dancing in my uterus anymore.  (Woo hoo!) 
What I miss?
Having all day to catch up on my naps…  I love spending all day with Zooey, but being big and pregnant makes me so darn tired!  It’s hard to keep up with her!
What I’m looking forward to: 
Expatriating this baby!  (Shh.  Everyone go to YouTube and look up “Bizzaro Genius Baby” by MC Frontalot.)  Oh, and MEETING ANNA'S SWEET TWIN BOYS!!!!
Milestones:
He looks like he’s coated in cream cheese, like a little human bagel.  Cutie.  Teen wolf coat has been almost completely shed.  Measuring about 17 ¾ inches this week (“as long as an American Girl doll”) and weighing in around 5 pounds.
What baby looks like this week:

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