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week thirty-six

Thirty-six weeks.

Now I can finally tell people that I really am nine months pregnant. Although I’m sure they don’t need me to tell them that. Since baby dropped, my waddling has become more pronounced. And my feet no longer look like my own. Seriously. I had to laugh this morning when I woke up because my ankles were so fat.

Nesting has kicked in. I think. Not so much in terms of having the urge to clean, because I hate cleaning. I’d much rather sit back, delegate and then bask in the happiness of a clean house after Harry and Kaleb have finished doing all the work. ;)

{ baby's robot quilt }

I’ve been working my patooty off trying to get the boys’ bedding done. Finally. When did I order that fabric? Back in December? Yup. Where has it been all this time? Oh, sitting in my crafting bag getting wrinkled? Affirmative. None of that matters anymore, though, because I’m getting ish done now. Baby has a nearly complete quilted comforter and Kaleb’s duvet cover is about 45% done.

{ kaleb's duvet cover }

We’re now at the stage of weekly OB appointments. Yay. The end is coming up fast! I’m sure the last thing you want is to know whats going on with my vag but I’m happy to share that we’ve got progress from last week’s appointment. I’m dilated to two centimeters. Woot, woot! I thought I was going to cry last week when she said nothing was doing down there because I was so sure there was something going on.

Both of the Yaya’s are sure that we won’t make it to next week’s appointment because of the upcoming full moon. The part of me that is pretty much done being pregnant says “Bring it on!” The other part of me is liking the quiet and freedom to get up and make runs to the grocery store for Fig Newtons and Cherry Coke without having to give much though to anything beyond grabbing my purse and the car keys.

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week thirty-five


*This post is a few days late…

Can you believe its already been 35 weeks??? I can’t.

The months, weeks, days, hours, minutes and seconds of this pregnancy have seemed to alternate between flying by in a blur and creeping slowly.

Now that we’re down to the wire, I can’t wait for Baby to join us. My dreams of beautiful chubby cheeked babies and happy, smooth hospital deliveries are ramping up and I find myself wanting so bad that I can’t stand it. He’ll be here soon but now I really am starting to feel like the waiting is going to kill me.

I’m not the only one who is about to expire from anticipation. Kaleb has started up his countdown and makes sure to announce every morning how many days we have left until D-Day. Hopefully Baby makes his appearance somewhere around that date, otherwise he’s going to have a seriously disappointed big brother.

Last Sunday, my fantastic in-laws threw Harry and I a surprise shower. It was a surprise for me. He’d been tasked with getting me where we needed to be on time without giving anything away. Good job husband! :) I had absolutely no idea. A girl could get used to walking into rooms and hearing all of her loved ones yelling out “surprise!” Its such a wonderful feeling, knowing that we are loved and that everyone just as excited about the arrival of Baby as we are.

This week’s appointment held a little more excitement than all of our previous ones. Despite dreams of Baby moving so much that he flipped himself breech, he’s still where he’s supposed to be. And his head is *right-there* according to the doc. She confirmed that the God awful hip pain that has started up again is definitely sciatica – which sucks but Baby will be here soon and it will all have been worth it. I’ve just got to remind myself of that when it hurts to climb into bed or in and out of the car every day.

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week thirty four

Lets play a game of “What Sucks Worse?”

  • Being pregnant and catching the flu the plague a cold, not being able to take any OTC remedies, being knocked completely on your ass by said flu plague cold, and being left to wonder how many more gallons of mucus its possible for your nasal passages to produce and hold.
  • Craving a bean and cheese burrito so bad that you are dreaming of truckloads of them, but not being afraid to eat one because the heartburn you get just from the thought is enough to make you nauseous. But then even water is heartburn inducing at this point so I guess its more of a matter of is this so delicious its worse the insane fire esophagus?
  • Being exhausted and wanting needing sleep but not being able to get it because it hurts to lay in any one position too long causing you to toss and turn constantly which is in the end not at all conducive to sleeping and in fact makes you that much more tired.

I have not yet been able to determine which of the above is worse. I’m not sure that I’ll be able to. We’ll just call it a draw…

Welcome to 34 weeks. Blech.

A week later and the cold is pretty much gone. Now my usually crappy sinuses (which end up being downright shitty to me when pregnant) are just doing the cleanup work of getting rid of all the congestion. Seriously, how much snot can a body make in a one week period? If you have an answer, I’d love to know. And while you’re at it, find 10 synonyms for mucous and I’ll bake you a batch of oatmeal cookies.

The bright spot in my week was a surprise baby shower thrown by my friend Kecia last week. Its amazing to feel loved, isn’t it? I walked in the door and saw all my friends and family standing there and burst into tears, true estrogen overload style.

I didn’t remember to take any pictures at all, and true to procrastinator form I forgot until the very moment I sat down to write this post that I never did ask anyone to email pics to me like I’ve been meaning to all week. So be on the lookout for those next week.

The obsessive need I’ve had for months to go buy every baby thing in the world in preparation for Baby has slowed, if not disappeared all together. Now we’re working on figuring out where to put everything because I forgot how much stuff babies have. It does my heart good though to look and see shelves full of diapers and bags (that are yet to be unpacked because of the previously mentioned cold) full of accoutrements.

Despite having planned/vowed to get going on the quilt, I still haven’t. If I don’t get a move on now, I’m going to be hand stitching that thing at the hospital between contractions. I guess its doable as long as I’m not having to push out a one year old. Because that would just be downright scary.

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week thirty three

We’ve reached a new fruit size this week. Finally! Baby is the size of a honeydew. Honeydew sounds absolutely delicious right now (because, yes, I am still on my fresh fruit kick). Too bad I’m allergic to it. Like really, really allergic.

Childbirth and breastfeeding classes are done. We’ve got a hospital tour this weekend and then that’s it. We’ll just be chilling until Baby Kamm decides to make his appearance.

Actually, no. I won’t be chilling. I’ll be feverishly working on finishing up knitting projects, quilt projects and bedroom design projects within the next six weeks. I’ve got all the supplies. Now I just need the get-up-and-go which is nowhere to be found right now.

This week’s OB appointment was quick and uneventful as usual. Baby is head down (despite nightmares I’ve had of him doing back flips and turning breech), still hanging out up high in the belly. The Braxton Hicks are getting a little more intense but other than that all is quiet on the action front. Which is good because we’ve still got about six weeks to go. One more two week appointment then starts the march of heading to Dr. Castillo’s every week.

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week thirty-two

This week, I’m toting around possibly over four pounds of baby. I’m not even going to talk about how much of me is being toted. Because you don’t want to know. Its kinda scary. TheBump.com wants me to think Baby is still the size of a squash but I like imagining him to be the size of one of those cute little baby watermelons instead.

Week thirty-two has been wonderful to me. I’m not sleeping much at night but middle-of-the-day catnaps have been my godsend. All signs of hip pain have disappeared along taking my backaches with it. Huzzah! I’ve even managed two walks around the zoo in a two week period – that’s how good I’ve been feeling.

The heartburn is a different story. There’s nothing like waking up at 2am because your chest and throat are on fire. Don’t let the relief methods deceive you. Maalox, Tums, Pepcid? Don’t work. Watermelon? Ick. Sleeping straight up? Sometimes. I guess its par for the course though. If the old wives tails are true, Baby is going to have a crazy head of hair at birth. His brother sure did and Lord knows I suffered through heartburn then that was 10x worse than anything I’m feeling now.

{ Kaleb and his crazy head of auburn hair }

As of today, we are down to 50 days til D(ue)-Day. I’m starting to take early bets on the day baby plans to make his appearance. I’ve been talking myself up to expecting this boy will want to stay in there longer than planned just like his big brother. If I’m prepared to be overdue and long-laboring, I won’t be crying into Dr. Castillo’s shoulder about how tired I am of being pregnant and could I just please oh please have a tiny bit of Pitocin and my water broken? Lol. I am secretly hoping that the predictions I’ve received to date are true and Baby will decide to come on time and quick, though.

{ day 49 }

Kaleb’s excitement these last couple of months have been a huge relief joy. He’s been attentive, helpful and very interested in the baby and my pregnancy in general. Last night after a bout of near hysterical laughter at the dancing act my belly has been doing lately, he looked at me and said “Mama, I like seeing your belly. It makes me think of how cool my baby brother is going to be”. [insert awwws here].

{ excited big brother }

The fruit cravings continue. My body must really be missing summer because all I can think of are plums, pluots, cherries, blueberries, blackberries, nomnomnom. Last night I had a bunch of grapes and five (yes, FIVE) Cuties for dinner. And I just had another two while typing this paragraph. Because Cuties are awesome. And tasty.

{ Because he loves me and knows I hate the smell of citrus peel on my hands, he peels my cuties for me <3 }

On the robot rumpus room front, I finally decided on fabric, bedding patterns, and wall decorations. After a surprisingly productive trip to Target and a search through the dollar bin, I picked up a few awesome accent pieces to put on shelves and bedside tables. One fabric order has come in so far and the other is out for delivery today. Our UPS guy better watch out – I’m so excited he may get a hug. Lol.

{ Robot Factory Organic in Earth }

This weekend, we’re starting on the wall canvases. The crib and Kaleb’s new bed are being delivered within the next couple of weeks. The nester in me is finally happy. :)

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