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27 Weeks

Last week of the second trimester. Wait what?! I know!

This week was super stressful. Without going into all the gory details there was a very real possibility I was going to lose my health insurance 20 days before this kiddo is due.

Twenty days.

Of course my mind went a million places trying to figure out what I might do. From medicaid (we make just a little too much) to COBRA to begging to be induced at 37 weeks to traveling to a country with socialized medicine. If it was an option, no matter how ridiculous or unrealistic, I thought of it.

Thankfully I didn’t need to freak out and will be able to keep my insurance after all. I just found that out this afternoon and as soon as I heard I burst into happy tears. No one should have to worry that they’ll go bankrupt for bringing a child into the world. We never ever would have gotten pregnant if we thought there was a chance we’d lose our insurance. But it worked out and I can go back to being nervous about bringing this child into the world for all the right reasons.

As what I only can imagine was a result of the stress I got sick again this week. Nothing unmanageable, I’m still off my medicine, but enough for my body to remind me of who’s the boss. Hint, it’s not me.

Other than all that it was a relatively busy week. We started our Bradley classes and so far it seems like I’ll like it. Reading the books I was a bit nervous that it would be over the top (Bradley talks about anything other than a completely natural birth being not a birthday but a delivery-day. Uh, what?) but our instructor seems really reasonable. She believes in the method, having used it three times herself, but is committed to no judgement. I like that.

I’m a bit overwhelmed by the amount of protein I’m supposed to consume and while I’ve been writing down my food I haven’t tallied up total protein yet. I have a feeling I’ve been failing miserably despite eating what feels like ALL THE EGGS. Of course it didn’t help that I got sick and have been having aversions to most meat. Peanut butter, yogurt, milk and eggs are my BFFs at the moment. I hope that’s enough.

I think that’s all in pregnancy news this week. I know I said I would be getting posts up other than these once a week updates but with the way things were going I couldn’t find a time where it felt right to publish what I’d written. So, after the holidays? That’s the plan anyway.

I hope everyone who celebrates has a wonderful Christmas. See you next week with what I can only assume will be a much bigger belly. Christmas food, ya know.

26 weeks

So, exciting news, I haven’t taken a pill since last Friday. That’s a whole week! I am so freaking excited. I’ve still been nauseous which is less than fun but I haven’t actually gotten sick. I didn’t say anything online all week because I didn’t want to jinx it but I think I can declare myself officially weaned off the anti-nausea medication. Wee!

I’m feeling way bigger this week. My grandpa lovingly tells me I’m getting fat every time I see him. If it were anyone else on the planet that would probably make me burst into tears but somehow my grandpa can say it and it comes off as endearing. He’s a special man. Joel also kindly pointed out that I’ve started to waddle a bit sometimes. This is due to my lower back pain so it’s not all the time but now that he said it I’ve started to notice myself doing it. It concerns me a bit that I’ve started pregnant walking already because I feel like I have such a long way to go. I’d love to find a chiropractor in my area but since we have an HMO I’ve put off going through that process. I’d also love to find one that uses an activator as that’s the technique I was raised on but that might be asking too much. If anyone in the Chicago area has a suggestion though I’d love it.

This week I found out something that kind of surprised me. I don’t hate it when people I know touch my belly. I really thought I would but honestly? I kind of love it. Now, I have yet to have a stranger do it. I’ve joked that if a stranger comes up and touches my stomach I’m going to just do it right back to them. We’ll see if I’m brave enough if/when the time comes though.

Other than that it’s been a relatively low key week and that’s fine with me. I know the holidays are zooming towards me and that will be it’s own form of crazy. And of course I want zero excitement at all times pregnancy wise. I have felt occasional tightness which I can only assume are braxton hicks contractions. They’re never painful or remotely regular but they sure are a strange sensation. I also get paranoid every once in awhile because I read too many stories online and if I don’t feel Baby Boy move for a while I get nervous. Of course as soon as I get nervous he starts doing acrobatics and proves I’m just driving myself crazy and should probably stop reading Baby Center and other blogs. But I’m already addicted so too late.

When I said I was going to do these updates once a week I planned to do more than just these updates. I have a few stories from early in the pregnancy sitting in my drafts and a rather funny experience trying on clothes from last week so I’ll try to get some of those up between these updates.

25 Weeks

Woah, belly. I feel like as of this week it really no longer qualifies as a bump, this is full on belly. For the record, I’m loving it. Well, I vary between getting used to it and loving it. I feel huge even though I know I’m not, you know, for being six months pregnant.

I’m feeling pretty well most of the time. Still thankful for my anti-nausea medicine but I’m starting the process of weaning off of it. Apparently since I’ve been on it for so long stopping taking it can actually cause some nausea. That’s a fun little twist. But I talked with the midwife today and she gave me a plan so hopefully I’ll be off it by the end of the month. That would be AH-mazing.

Speaking of midwives I had an appointment today and met the final one of the practice I’ve been going to. I love her. I love all of them actually. All of them are great at taking time to listen and answer all my questions. They are also great at explaining the purpose of the tests they’d like me to take and presenting everything as an option, not a requirement. I’m not anti-testing at all. Give me all the tests! I want to know All The Things! But even still it’s nice to feel like it’s my choice.

I’m also measuring right on track and everything looks good so far. When the midwife went to check my stomach baby boy gave her a few good kicks and then proceeded to swim away from the doppler every time she got a decent reading on his heartbeat. I have an opinionated baby already. Wee!

I got orders for my gestational diabetes test. I’m dreading that a bit to be honest. I’m going to be so pissed if I find out I have GD right before Christmas. I want all the eggnog! And pie! And Nutella… but that really isn’t Christmas related I just want it. Anyway, cross your fingers for me because after 5 months of barely being able to choke down food I would love to get a break in the food department.

This pregnancy feels like it’s starting to fly by. I suppose feeling well has something to do with it. The first half dragged on and on and now my next appointment (in three weeks) will be the beginning of my third trimester. And then we’ll switch to appointments every other week.

It’s like this pregnancy is planning on being over in a few months and then I’ll actually have a real human child to take care of, 24/7. Hold me.

Twenty Four Weeks! Plus bonus bump picture round up

Those three words feel huge to me. Every milestone week felt big.

Twelve weeks felt big because of the reduced risk of miscarriage. Also the promise of the end of morning sickness. Ahem, still waiting on that one by the way.

Fourteen weeks felt big because woo hoo! Second trimester!

Twenty weeks felt big because I was halfway done.

But twenty four weeks feels more than big, it feels huge. Today marks the day that if I go into labor they can try and keep my boy alive.

Obviously I want this boy to stay put for quite awhile longer. I want him to cook for as long as he needs to in order to come out safe and healthy. I also haven’t had any indication that he’s planning on making an appearance any time soon and that’s just the way I like it. There is a sense of reality that comes with this week though. From this day on this kid who has been thumping away at my uterus and making me hate almost all food is a baby. A baby with a real chance at life.

I feel like today I can love him just a little bit more. I hope that doesn’t come off as harsh or callous. I already loved this boy more than I knew possible. Knowing that, as of today, if he made an unexpected early entrance we could actually fight to keep him alive and not just say goodbye somehow allows my heart to love him just that much more.

Anyway, everything seems so far so good. I had a rough go of nausea last week that almost made me google whether anyone has ever been knocked up again halfway through a pregnancy. I really felt like I’d been catapulted back into week 8 or something. Thankfully it has eased off again and I’m back to just having to pop a zofran every day or so. Other than than that and some lower back pain I’ve been feeling pretty well.

Baby boy is quite the kicker. I felt him for the first time at 16 weeks, right after we found out the gender. Joel finally got to feel it for the first time the day after his birthday and oh do I wish I could have captured the expression on his face when he did. The mixture of surprise and joy was so magical I wish I could box it up and keep it forever. I’ve experienced very few moments of pure magic in my life but that was one of them.

I’m also finally really showing and not in the did-she-just-eat-too-many-cheeseburgers? kind of way.


24 weeks, woot!

If you follow me on Instagram you’ve already been keeping up on my bump pictures (and if you don’t, go fix that). For those of you that missed them, here’s a round up of the ones I’ve taken so far.

18 weeks, first bump picture is in a public bathroom. Nothing but class here.

(forgot to take a 19 week photo, oops)

20 weeks, halfway done!

21 weeks. Dork at a punk rock show.

22 weeks. Back lit baby bump!

23 weeks. Thanksgiving! P.s. maternity pants? Made for days like Thanksgiving.

I’m going to try and do these belly picture/update posts weekly from now on. I know, you’re excited.


Gender reveal!

Today we had our 20 week anatomy scan. In the words of the doctor the baby is perfect.

I definitely agree.

We also lucked out and had the best ultrasound tech. She walked us through everything she was doing and why which is great because unless you’re trained everything pretty much looks the same. Or at least it does to me. Honestly I was really afraid I would be all:

But no, it was very clearly a baby and a cute one if I do say so myself.

Also, the hands? Tucked under their face the whole time.

Serious swooning happened on my part.

Anyway, we’ve actually known the gender for awhile. Like, an entire month.

*gasp* I know.

But the thing was, a month ago we went to one of those 3D this is not a medical ultrasound!!1! places with a tech that would. not. stop. saying “Cute baby! There’s the cute baby. Hi cute baby! What a cutie baby!” I mean, I appreciated her enthusiasm but seriously, at 16 weeks it more resembled Skeletor or an alien than a baby. All that to say I wanted to be totally sure about things before we announced it to more than just our family.

We also didn’t see the actual bits because we wanted to be surprised along with our family. So, while we were pretty sure, I felt better about having an actual doctor confirm things.

Anyway, without further ado:

Our friend was kind enough to bake the cake for us so we could be surprised as we cut. It was seriously delicious.

Can you see?

It’s a boy!

No potty shot because who wants that on the internet? But trust me, there’s no question. He’s a healthy 14oz or so and all his parts look to be in working order. We have a short list of names but we’re making the final decision once we actually get to meet him.

We are so very excited.

After a storm…

there’s a rainbow:

I’m 17 weeks.


I know. I’ll get into the reasons why we waited so long to share in another post. They might be different than you’d expect (although if you’ve experienced a loss maybe not).

For now I’ll say that the baby seems healthy. I had a rough go of it as far as “morning” (ha! I wish) sickness goes but I’m slowly moving past that and thanking God every day for the invention of Zofran. Other than that, things have been going well.

I would post a bump picture but so far there’s really none to speak of unless you’re looking at me naked and I have a strict no naked pictures policy on this blog. I can tell my waistline has changed though and I find myself wanting to shout “I haven’t just eaten too many cheeseburgers, I’m pregnant!” to everyone I meet.

But I digress.

I’m falling more and more in love with this baby especially since I’ve felt the very first flutters not long ago. This is real. This is happening.

My lucky charm is coming March 2013.

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