My 28 Weeks Pregnant vlog, featuring a special guest towards the end.
How far along? 28 weeks, officially in the third trimester! Holy sh*t…..
Baby’s size: Pelé is now the size of a large eggplant and still around 1.5-2.5 lbs. I kinda feel like he’s been through a growth spurt, which is why I was feeling queasy the other week. That’s all gone now though, back to eating like a horse. A massive, hungry horse whose appetite cannot be satiated with mere single portions alone. Give me two of everything or give me your heart on a plate…
….woah. That got dark really fast. Sorry about that. I get super hangry these days. Just a warning.
Total weight gain: 19 pounds, so I was one pound off from my guess of 20! But really that’s only because I didn’t eat breakfast before my glucose test. If I had had my usual oatmeal/scrambled eggs/toast/sneaky croissant slipped into my purse I would have been over 20 for sure, forsureforsure.
Maternity clothes? Yes… except for the bathing suit I had to wear at my in-laws over the long weekend. I dug and I searched and combed and scanned and tossed and overturned everything in this house, and for the life of me could not find that damned maternity suit I am still convinced I have somewhere!
I’d been dreaming of floating in the pool for weeks, so I had no choice but to sift through the bikinis from my previous lives (because why would I own a ONE PIECE before having kids?! Like, hell-OO!) and pick out the least flimsy, tissue paper-esque, stringy one I had, one with actual support – which was basically this one:
All I’m going to say about squeezing myself into this contraption is that I’m grateful there was only close family there to see it. The end. Moving on.
Best moment this week: Just as I’d hoped, being in the Valley for Canada Day long weekend, hands down. As I mentioned in my 26 week update, we weren’t sure how Bee would take to the pool. Much to our delight though, after a bit of time spent watching everyone else splash around – and possibly a bribe of a pickle (a “pickle bribe”, if you will) – she went in! She was eventually comfortable and happy in the water, and even did some kicking and bubble blowing with Hubs! It was the cutest thing and we have such incredible photos of the day… it was one of my Top 5 Bee Moments, for sure.
Since having her, I’ve imagined Bee as a wild, nudie, hippie baby, running free around my in-laws barefoot and diaper-less… a dream that was realized over the time spent there. Most days the only thing on her skin was sunscreen a bit of bug spray, other than that she was free as a bird; nekkid as the day she was born. It was amazing to see how natural she was in that environment, and I really hope we can get back there again sometime this summer before Pelé comes.
Miss Anything? Still boooooooooze. It’s really, REALLY hard being the only one not enjoying a glass of wine or a delicious frosty beer, especially in the Valley. Sitting in the gazebo enjoying the breeze, listening to the cicadas and just being still with everything around me – what goes better with that than alcohol, I ask you?!
With Bee I managed to convince myself that President’s Choice Red Brew De-Alcoholized Beer tasted exactly like the Muskoka Brewery Mad Tom… LIES! All lies. This time around, it tastes like bath water. Or swamp water. Or worse: just really bad beer. I’m allowing myself little sips here-and-there of Hubs’ pints whenever we’re out, but I’m just not one of those pregnant women who is comfortable drinking her own. I wish I was, GOD! I wish I was! I always thought I would be. But, alas, just the faint taste of a delicious IPA on my lips is what I settle for, and will for the next 12 weeks.
Movement: YES. Pelé is trying to knock my laptop off my belly as I type this, and coming very close to succeeding. I’m going to try and get a video of it….
Food cravings: Everything bad for me. Ice cream, especially. And chicken wings. Oh my God, chicken wings… I could eat a dozen right now, I’m telling you.
Anything making you queasy or sick: Not this week, thankfully. Or, maybe… not thankfully? If you watch the vlog you’ll hear about my glucose test hiccup – as it turns out I’d probably be better off with aversions to the junky foods which I hold so dear. UGH.
Gender: Boy. Still a boy. And even if I didn’t know that he was a boy I would definitely suspect it, since everything about this pregnancy is totally different from the last. Especially the way he kicks and wiggles and worms around, getting all his little limbs jammed everywhere under everything- exactly what I’d expect from a mischievous little boy.
Symptoms: Lower. Back. Agony. Sometimes I have trouble rolling over or sitting up in bed, that’s how bad it is. And I’m not someone who ever had general aches and pains before getting pregnant – before having Bee I was in really good shape, rocking tissue paper bikinis and actually wanting to show off my legs, and now… I huff and puff going up stairs and hate pants and want to wear long dresses and skirts all the time. And I have back pain. LOWER back pain, which for some reason I imagine to be worse than just back pain.
Seriously, my next project is to find a good acupuncturist, one who specializes in easing prenatal discomfort. If anyone can recommend one in the GTA, hollah at me, PLEASE.
Thank you in advance!
Belly Button in or out? NEXT.
Looking forward to: Getting my back sorted out – hopefully I’ll be able to find an acupuncturist and get an appointment made before my 30 week update, so I can let you all know how it goes!
Not really looking forward to the second round of glucose testing per se, but hoping the results come back negative so I can go back to eating ice cream guilt-free! I’ll keep you posted on that!
Author and blogger Madeleine Somerville will be featured every Monday for 4 weeks starting July 14th on my #ASKAMAMA series! The questions are in and filming starts soon! A teaser will be up next weekend, so stay tuned for that!
Hope you guys are liking this version of the bi-weekly update! Would love to hear your thoughts!