So I am two weeks into my third trimester and I am starting to feel REALLY pregnant. Not only has Baby Spills been practicing his or her karate skills, but I have recently learned the hard way that morning sickness, or all day sickness as I like to call it, can creep back into the mix. The tricky part now in the third trimester is that as I am heaving into the porcelain thrown several times a day I have to try extra hard not to pee myself in the process. Luckily I haven't had any accidents at work, knock on wood, but I have found myself needing to do more laundry at home. Must be a level of comfort thing...
As my belly area expands farther outward, I have also received more comments about my mid-section region - some that are nice like "you are all belly" or "you must be having a boy because your face hasn't gotten fat," and then some that are not so nice like "you're looking extra pregnant today" or "wow, you've really popped." Thanks a$$holes I still have about 3 more months to go. Can't wait for your comments come September.
Speaking of less than 3 months to go, I am also at a loss when it comes to deciding on baby names. We have our boys names lined up - sorry they are a secret - but our girl names have recently been stolen from underneath us. One by a family member once removed and the other by a dog, which also happened to be my favorite of the two. I just can't name her - if she's a her - the same name as a puppy. What if they are in the same place at the same time and the owner calls out for the puppy and my child comes running? Or worse, the owner tells the puppy to sit and my child obeys... Talk about self image issues down the road.
As I get increasingly closer to the finish line, I have also found that I am masochistic in that I can't tear my eyes away from "A Baby Story" and as more and more of my friends have their babies, I must know all the details about the pain that they have suffered through during labor. This one is really none of my business, but I can't seem to help myself the words "so how painful was it" are out of my mouth before I have a chance to stop them. On one hand I want to know what I am in for and on the other hand it's too late to turn back so why oh why do I need to hear all the gory details? I don't know what it is, but I am apparently guilty of it too, people feel that they can ask a pregnant woman or a new mom personal, over the top questions like "did you poop during the delivery," "did you need an episiotomy" and "have you decided to breast feed" ... clearly these questions do not come up during regular every day life, and for good reason, but for some reason after the miracle of birth these overstepping inquiries are at the top of everyone's must asks.
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
Monday, July 1, 2013
The dreaded Glucose test
On Saturday, I had my third trimester Glucose test, which indicates whether or not I have gestational diabetes. I have dreaded this test since I found out all pregnant mommies have to get this between 24 and 28 weeks. I of course procrastinated and waited until the last Saturday before my deadline.
For those unfamiliar with the test, you fast for 4 hours - I fasted the whole night, since my appointment was first thing in the morning - then when you get to the diagnostic center, you sign in, they give you an orange drink that I chugged as quickly as possible and then wait an hour for the blood draw. It honestly wasn't bad at all. The drink was cold, so it didn't make me want to throw up, and I even got to sit in a back room with recliners, a flat screen tv and another pregnant woman having the same test done at the very same time.
We talked about our pregnancies, discussed morning sickness, baby names and then compared weight gain - she's 30 weeks and only gained 14 so far, and so now I feel like a hippo. It made the time go very quickly though, and it was nice to meet a woman who has had similar experiences during her pregnancy. She was also very sick the first half of her pregnancy and suffers from low blood pressure. She also told me about the birth of her first child which resulted in a C-section and how she'll have a C-section with this one too.
After Saturday and our discussion, it started to really set in that this baby will be here in roughly 12 weeks. That's really soon, and there is still so much to do. It's also starting to feel real that I'll be going through the labor process in just about 12 weeks too, and I suddenly have found myself having nightmares about pushing, the hospital stay, and nurses from hell. Not to mention the sudden dose of reality that I know nothing about keeping a newborn alive and out of harms way. I can be a bit of a flake when it comes to remembering where I left my keys and whether or not I shut and locked the front door. What if I forget that I have a baby one day and start my drive to work only to remember I left my infant at home asleep in his or her bassinet? Or what if the baby doesn't like me? Or worse, what if I am a terrible mom? It's something I have wanted for a very long time and went through great lengths to actually get pregnant, but what if I really suck at the whole mom thing? I love taking care of my nieces and nephews, but at the end of the day, I get to send them home. This child will be with me 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. That's a lot of responsibility. The worrying has just begun, but I'll just have to take it day by day.
For those unfamiliar with the test, you fast for 4 hours - I fasted the whole night, since my appointment was first thing in the morning - then when you get to the diagnostic center, you sign in, they give you an orange drink that I chugged as quickly as possible and then wait an hour for the blood draw. It honestly wasn't bad at all. The drink was cold, so it didn't make me want to throw up, and I even got to sit in a back room with recliners, a flat screen tv and another pregnant woman having the same test done at the very same time.
We talked about our pregnancies, discussed morning sickness, baby names and then compared weight gain - she's 30 weeks and only gained 14 so far, and so now I feel like a hippo. It made the time go very quickly though, and it was nice to meet a woman who has had similar experiences during her pregnancy. She was also very sick the first half of her pregnancy and suffers from low blood pressure. She also told me about the birth of her first child which resulted in a C-section and how she'll have a C-section with this one too.
After Saturday and our discussion, it started to really set in that this baby will be here in roughly 12 weeks. That's really soon, and there is still so much to do. It's also starting to feel real that I'll be going through the labor process in just about 12 weeks too, and I suddenly have found myself having nightmares about pushing, the hospital stay, and nurses from hell. Not to mention the sudden dose of reality that I know nothing about keeping a newborn alive and out of harms way. I can be a bit of a flake when it comes to remembering where I left my keys and whether or not I shut and locked the front door. What if I forget that I have a baby one day and start my drive to work only to remember I left my infant at home asleep in his or her bassinet? Or what if the baby doesn't like me? Or worse, what if I am a terrible mom? It's something I have wanted for a very long time and went through great lengths to actually get pregnant, but what if I really suck at the whole mom thing? I love taking care of my nieces and nephews, but at the end of the day, I get to send them home. This child will be with me 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. That's a lot of responsibility. The worrying has just begun, but I'll just have to take it day by day.
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