June 18, 2014
Can I just start off by saying, completely off topic, that earlier today I was digging through my closet, searching for a roomy, one-piece maternity swimsuit I thought I had and instead came across some of my old teeny, tiny frilly bras that I wore a million lifetimes ago…
… and it made me crumple into a heap and cry.
I posted in my 24 Week update that Pelé is lying transverse. Well, according to no science whatsoever and only how I feel at this exact moment – like I have a baby growing sideways inside of me pushing my ribs even further out, which I didn’t think was humanly possible at this point considering how far they’ve already stretched – he is still lying transverse.
My next midwife appointment is in a couple of weeks so I’ll find out then if I’m right (I am. I just totally know I am.).
As evidence that I have done my research and am taking measures of my own to gently turn him in the the head-down position, I made the above little ditty which not only shows me doing the Forward-Leaning Inversion, but also showcases my extreme Cirque du Soleil-esgue balancing abilities.
PLEASE, please, PLEEEEEASE, do not attempt this move if you have, or suspect you might have any underlying medical conditions or issues. As a pregnant woman, you should ALWAYS consult with your doctor or midwife before undertaking any new, weird activities, even something as mundane-looking as this.
I’ve come across a few mom/pregnancy blogs lately that answer the below questions week-to-week instead of writing long, sometimes rambling posts on how they’re feeling. Since I made the above video for your enjoyment (entertainment?) I thought I’d try it out this time. Let’s see how it goes!
How far along? 26 weeks.
Baby’s size: Pelé is now the size of a head of lettuce, between 1.5-2.5 lbs. Yep, I’m definitely feeling that.
Total weight gain: Ehrm, I really don’t know. If I had to guess, I’d say probably around 20 lbs? To put that in perspective, I only gained 24 lbs while pregnant with Bee.
Guys. I have still have 3 months to go.
Maternity clothes? Nothing but. And you know what? Thank God for maternity clothes. I haven’t been able to fit in my “real” clothes for months now, and would be wandering the streets in WHOKNOWSWHAT otherwise. Not that I go out much… but you know. When I do make an appearance somewhere, I’m grateful to have a cute, slouchy, ruched something to wear.
Best moment this week: Spending time with Bee and my husband over the weekend, being lazy, doing nothing in particular. Just being together. It’s so wonderful to get to have special time as a little family unit before this huge new arrival. Special moments happen when you least expect it, like Bee saying, “I yuv ooh, mummy,” unprompted for the first time. *heartexplodes*
Miss Anything? Boooooooooooooooze. DAMN YOU, WORLD CUP FEVER.
Movement: Um, all of it. In the world. Especially at night when I’m trying to sleep. Oh. Wait. Sleep? What’s that again? Sounds vaguely familiar….
Food cravings: I’ve actually been struggling to eat this past week; my stomach is so squashed I’ve have to force myself to choke down a meal. So other than the odd bagel and croissant (which hasn’t changed since conception), no weird cravings.
Anything making you queasy or sick: Most food. And toothpaste. Brushing my teeth is the GROSSEST. Did you guys know how gross brushing your teeth actually is?? Bee is at the age now where we’re supposed to incorporate it into her routine. Though I feel she can sense that I’m faking it when I smile happily at her as we do our nightly brush together. She looks at me like, “hmmmm… mummy doesn’t seem to pleased about this whole process, so why should I…?”
Gender: As far as I know, Pelé is still a boy!
Symptoms: Occasional nausea; insomnia; being annoyed at my thighs rubbing together, especially at night when I’m tossing and turning and not sleeping (what, your thighs don’t rub together when you’re in bed? I hate you.); crazy baby movement; weird dreams usually involving emergency c-sections (yikes); spontaneous crying over the thought I didn’t give Bee enough protein at breakfast (….?).
Belly Button in or out? Why is this a question people need answered? No one wants to know what my 34-year old pregnant belly looks like. I plead the Fifth.
Looking forward to: The July long weekend! We’re headed north to the in-laws for some much needed R&R. It’ll also be the first time Bee has been in the pool as a fully-aware human being! Last summer didn’t count since she was still technically an infant who we could put anywhere and she’d be happy.
We really don’t know how she’s going to react to the water; she totally loves bath time, but haaaAAAATES having her hair washed. Swimming in a pool is sort of half fun bath, half hair washing (in my mind, anyway), so we’ll see how it goes!
Other Fun Things to Note:
In general, I’m doing pretty good! Yes, I often moan about the stretching and the kicking and the lack of sleeping… but there have been a lot of lovely moments lately, too.
Bee is all over the belly these days! She always wants me to lift my shirt so she can say “hi!” to the baby, and when I’m in climbing reach of her she is on top of me in the blink of an eye, squishing her face deep into my gut, whispering and singing sweet songs to her brother. If I’m ever feeling low or blah, all it takes is one of those moments to turn my mood around.
And my husband. My dear, sweet Hubs. The bigger I get, the more he’s connecting with his little boy, which just EXPLODES my already exploding heart. At the end of a long day, we lay on the couch watching TV with our hands on the belly, half watching the screen, half watching Pelé squirming away. We talk about how amazing it is that we are where we are in our lives and that we’re so excited to soon have TWO kids… which, believe it or not, hasn’t quite sunk in yet. I don’t know what that’s going to happen, but I’m hoping when it does, it doesn’t turn my happiness into total and utter, complete freakout mode. I’ve heard that can happen. So, I’ll be watching and waiting for it, and will hopefully be able to squash the scared feelings before they crawl in too far…..