35 Weeks

 

Let's just say at 35 weeks, this mama is slowing down.  There's still so many "nesting" things I want to do when I get home, plus all the Amazon.com goodies arriving at my house to go through for Christmas, but there's never enough time (or energy) in the day.  Plus, I'm caffeine free for three weeks now.  It sucks.

It's a... GIRL!!!

Can't say I saw this coming.  At our 21 week appointment on 8/30 we were scheduled for our anatomy scan.  We brought Jayson with us thinking it was going to be a good experience for him to see the ultrasound and hear first hand whether his sibling was a boy or a girl.  We were fully prepared to make the announcement that day following the appointment, except our little peanut (much like her older brother) had other ideas and refused to cooperate.  So we left that day a little disappointed and were scheduled to come back on 9/14 to get some additional measurements and help our awesome ultrasound tech Leslie hone in her new machine. Within the first five minutes, despite criss-crossed little legs, we were able to determine the gender and it was a girl.  Justin and I were actually shocked.  I felt like I was carrying very similar to our prior pregnancy, but hey, one of each is not bad.

Tantrums, TMJ, and Pregnancy

Ok - so the title should have been three items that start with "T' and it could have been really catchy, but I couldn't come up with a way to refer to pregnancy with a T.  Trimester is a t-word related to pregnancy, but this is my second trimester not third...so no T.  Anywho, T or no T, as I already mentioned this pregnancy has been different than the first go around with Jayson.  Chalk it up to my age or the fact that I've already got a contentious child at home to deal with, it's all different and I can say I'd be appreciative of some better days.

Top Ten Things...

It's been a while since I did a full-on pregnancy post, so here goes.  The top ten things I've noticed about pregnancy at 26 weeks:

1. The little bugger is running out of space and makes connection with the left side of my ribcage quite often.  It can be painful enough at times that I wonder if my gallbladder is dysfunctional.
2. Speaking of running out of space, my eyes are truly bigger than my stomach now.  I sometimes feel hungry enough to "eat a scabby horse" (Aunt Pat says this all the time) but then all I can manage to eat is the ear of that scabby horse without feeling uncomfortably full.  
3. I'm finally round enough that people are no longer assuming I've just put on weight, although I love getting the hesitant "are you expecting question?" or "when are you due?"  I sometimes just want to mess with people and say I'm suffering from a thyroid condition or that I'm just fat, but I think better of it.