Friday, December 31, 2010
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
How big is baby? Los is about 7 lbs. and is in the 80th percentile! According to one website he’s the size of a watermelon… on another, a duffle bag. Both seem extremely large when I try to picture it in my stomach so I’m just going to go with “he’s the right size to come out and not kill me”.
Maternity Clothes? I’ve given up on looking cute. Last week I was a real trendsetter: I wore Jason’s sweater to work one day and yoga pants another. Unless there is a client meeting on my calendar don’t expect too much from me!
Sleep: Some nights it’s great (only getting up once to pee) and others it’s awful. Last night happened to be an awful one so there is a lot of glaring and crabbiness exuding from my office.
Movement: Most of the blogs you read will talk about a decrease in movement by this stage since the baby is usually so squished… Well lucky for Los I’m pretty lengthy so he’s still able to move and groove. I actually think this is my favorite stage for movement because you can tell what’s moving across your belly... “Oh, that was his foot” or “I think he just punched my ***”!
Food cravings: I’m trying to reframe “craving” in my mind – this prego weight isn’t going to come off if I’m still eating ice cream and Baby Ruth’s every night!
What I miss: Every little thing that I miss can be summed up into one big thing: I miss my old body. I never thought it was tight enough or strong enough but after being this round… this “waddley”… I’m thinking I was pretty damn perfect!
What I am looking forward to: I’m looking forward to the final piece of this crazy prego-puzzle… ‘LOS! J and I are as ready as we will ever be so bring it on! I’m ready to get my ass kicked in labor, to be sleep deprived from having to feed him every few hours, to get peed on when I attempt to change his diaper… I’m ready to make silly faces for hours on end, to snuggle with his chubby cheeks (I’m just assuming here), to take millions of pictures of every little face he makes… I’m ready to be a mom.
Milestones: This kid is cooked!
Say What?: Hearing the doctor say I was already 3 cm dilated was very cool… but now very annoying. Every night you go to bed hoping to be woken-up by contractions… you wake-up in the morning wondering if you’ll have to leave work early because your water’s going to break… updating a status sheet before you leave work every night in case you don’t make it in the next day… Basically I’m spending WAY too much time thinking this kid is going to come and I blame my stalled cervix.
Friday, December 3, 2010
Thursday, December 2, 2010
This one, today... Wow!
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
So here's my fun, digital collage of all things cozy and sparkley:
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
It started with a nice short week at work (Monday-Wednesday). The weather wasn’t the greatest all week but I had a pretty cute driver when it got really bad on Wednesday!
Thursday = Thanksgiving
I don’t think there is anything better than being pregnant on Thanksgiving. You get to wear pants with an elastic waistband and no one looks at you funny when you go back for thirds on dessert!
In all honestly, Thanksgiving was wonderful this year – It was spent at my aunt Lindsay’s house with my wonderful family… I wish J could have been there but he spent the holiday with his dad’s extended family in Wisconsin. He got another deer so I we won’t be starving this winter.
Friday was my 28th birthday: I got to spend the day with one of my bestest friends, Jen. She was back from NYC and we decided to do a little pampering… massage for her and much-needed haircut for me. Then it was lunch and some shopping before heading home. That night Jen, Nicole and Amy came over for some good ole girl talk accompanied by unhealthy food.
Saturday started off with another epic kitchen fail (cheese cake pops are NOT easy to make) and cleaning… then it was off to my final baby shower hosted by Jen and Nicole.
It was SO fun!!!! So many good friends from all over and SO much good food! I was completely spoiled (once again) and left with the biggest smile on my face. Thank you SO much ladies!!!!!
Saturday night I had two fun house guests: Ashley and Olivia. Got some great advice from Ash and learned how to give a cute lil’ girl a bath in the sink!
And that brings us to Sunday!
Sunday morning was my last yoga class (teaching) until Spring. It was a wonderful class of about 30 energized students including my newest yoga addict, Jason.
So that pretty much brings us up-to-date!
Upcoming Events: Last ultrasound on Friday, finishing up baby/nursery shopping, decorating the Christmas tree, Holiday parties for work, Slota’s MN wedding reception, and waiting for Los to arrive… I’ve been given strict instructions to have him before Christmas so people can meet him when they’re home!
Monday, November 22, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
Friday, November 12, 2010
I started to write this blog a few weeks ago but then lost track of it. I opened it back-up today and didn’t like it. So I deleted everything I wrote, except for the title, and started over. I’ll warn you upfront that this is a little heavier than previous posts.
Life is Crazy = Life has an odd way of working out even if you don’t understand it. It has a weird way of taking what YOU think is going to happen, shaking it up and laying it all out. It messes with planned timelines; delaying and accelerating. It changes attitudes and priorities. The question of “where do you see yourself in 5 years” now makes me giggle because I’m not where I thought I would be and I can’t even start to think of where I’ll be in another five. Life is just crazy like that. You really never know, you can’t plan, but you can keep an open mind, a smile and look forward.
Life is Crazy - A few examples in my own life:
I got married at 25. I never thought I would get married that young but life is crazy like that. Life threw this smart, handsome, tall, goofy guy at me one night and I never looked back. And I was the type that ALWAYS looked back. He constantly makes me laugh and I manage to keep him on his toes… We will be celebrating our two-year wedding anniversary this December. Life is crazy.
I’m a yogi. Five years ago I was 22. I was in my senior year of college and was coasting through until graduation. I didn’t know anything about Sanskrit or asanas. I knew what specials were at which bars and where to find parking on campus when I woke-up late for a 10:00 class. I went to the gym and went through the motions. I wore baggy shorts from my high school basketball days. Now I crave my sweaty yoga mat and the natural high you get after a two-hour practice. I love wearing tight pants and tank-tops so I can see my alignment in the mirror in-front of me. I love breathing slowly and loudly. I tell other people to breathe loudly and slowly. I teach pregnant women how to hold a posture and breathe through-it so they are better prepared for labor. I’m jealous of people who can meditate because I can’t yet. Life is crazy.
I’m pregnant. About a month after my 28th birthday I will be bringing another person into this world. I will have created someone. Not something… someone. I will be starting someone else’s crazy life and hopefully not making it any crazier than it’s already going to be. I will, for the rest of my life, watch over this person. Watch him develop a personality all his own. Watch him grow. Watch him learn and laugh. Watch him fall in love and get his heart broken. Watch him succeed and fail. Watch him become whatever he wants to become. Watch him change his mind and become something else. Watch him navigate through this crazy life. I will be a mom.
Life is really crazy.
Monday, November 8, 2010
Sunday, November 7, 2010
How big is baby? At our last ultra sound he was measuring average! My last doc appointment (this past Friday) my stomach was measuring on track with my weeks. Guess all the fear of having this humongous baby might have been for nothing. Our doc isn’t so positive so I’ll still be getting one more ultrasound on December 3rd.
Maternity Clothes? I think I’m running a 5 outfit rotation from here on out. This belly will not be hidden any longer and non-maternity dresses are about 6 inches higher in the front than the back! Not very cute...
Sleep: It’s pretty much clockwork that at 3:45am I wake-up to pee… after that it usually takes a while to fall back asleep since Los thinks its fun to show-off his yoga moves. His little butt likes to move up into my ribs and then back down (downdog to plank?) several times before finally settling down.
Movement: As mentioned above, he’s taking a break from his soccer skills and is now deepening his yoga practice. I guess it’s my own doing but the near constant stretching is starting to get annoying!
Food cravings: No cravings but per the last “weigh in” I will be laying off my Sunday baking routine! Carrots and apples anyone????
What I miss: Not having to wonder if the bottom of my belly is hanging out :: caring if my belly is hanging out :: having people stare at you because you spilled on yourself and not because you look like you have a boulder under your shirt
What I am looking forward to: 'LOS! Every time I’m in one of our birthing classes or prenatal yoga sessions I realize more and more how much I just want this little guy here. I feel like I’ve seen enough births, heard the term “squat” more than necessary, taken too many trips to Babies R Us… let’s get this show on the road! [note: I know it’s still too soon… he still needs to cook for a bit longer]
Milestones: The nursery is almost done and I put together the glider all by myself!
Say What?: Strangers don’t really approach me (again, I think I must look angry all the time) but the comments of (after looking me up-and-down) “wow, you must be close” or “looks like your about done” are really not that awesome. 1) I’m already counting down the days so I really don’t need your reminder; and 2) That comment tells me that I look like I’m smuggling an exercise ball under my shirt and/or look miserable – either way it’s not nice.
The BEST comments I’ve gotten (all from women who have surely been pregnant before): “Oh my gosh, you look so small for being that far along!” To these women I say "thank you" and "I love you"