Strapping flour (19w3d)

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I just strapped a 5lb bag of flour to my chest. I was a dork and didn’t grab a new 10lb bag of sugar at Costco. (I was too distracted by the Carter’s stuff, again…)

But for a first time tryout of my new SleepyWrap, I’m hella impressed. It’s gonna take some practice to get it on by myself, but it’s not hard. It ties in back on me, but ties in front on Paul.

I’m gonna keep practicing, and looking for heavier things to stick in there. Paul seems pretty interested too. I showed him pics of men wearing these wraps from their website, and he totally gets why I need to get comfortable with it. (I hurt my elbows catching a falling computer several years ago. As a consequence, I can’t carry anything more than a few pounds for more than a few minutes without significant pain – and when I’ve carried something for too long, I loose my grip and drop it with no warning. So using wraps is gonna be a necessity for me – I’m terrified of dropping the baby.)

Now I just gotta figure out what other colors we want. I’m thinking orange or brown or gray to go with the dark green I already got. OR, there’s several other styles of carrier (like ring slings or MeiTeis) that could work for me too. WAY too many options, but it’s fun to get to choose!

Half-way (19w3d)

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I am half-way through my pregnancy. Yes, 20 weeks is the usual half-way mark, but seeing as I’m not going to go to a full 40 weeks – I did the math and the magic day is today! (currently Dr. Schwartz is aiming to induce me a week early on July 10.)

There is SO much to do. We’ve made a little progress, but between Paul’s work schedule and me getting totally sick (and now Paul is sick) it’s been hard to get things done. Plus, while I’m not exhausted like I was during my firxt trimester, I am pretty beat after a full day at work, so I don’t have much left after getting home, doing homework and getting dinner made. But I have faith in us.

We’re hopefully picking wall colors for the nursery and baseboard colors for the house. I think once we have the paint purchased and in-house it will lend a new sense of urgency to getting the office emptied and getting the guest room cleared out.

But… Um, yeah. I’m half-way through this. Hopefully that means that I’ll start feeling something soon. I’ve felt a couple of flutters, but I’d like to start having poking contests with my kid in the near future.

(19w2d)

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I had a moment (or two) of weakness. Costco is to blame.

I got really good at ignoring all things baby in the last 7 years or so. So when I found myself in Costco on Friday picking up supplies for my office, I was surprised as heck to find myself swaying in the breeze in front of a table piled high with Carter’s rompers and sleepers. I guess the blinders are off for good.

I managed to get out with only a couple of rompers and a few sleepers in sizes 3mo and 6mo. But um… I forgot to get coffee, so I had to go back to Costco today. And um… they had onesie sets. Yeeeeah. (And let me just say the prices at Costco are fantastic, especially for Carter’s stuff.)

And if that wasn’t enough… I found an awesome website for secret sales on baby/kid stuff. And I had a coupon. So here’s what I got (in a 3-6mo size) for a smoking deal:

Asian Koi print embroidered onesie set
(In case you can’t tell, it’s an Asian print of Koi and Dragons in oranges and blues. The cardigan, hat and booties are embroidered.)

Yeah, the stuff I’m getting is kinda boy-leaning. I think it’s a boy, but even if not I’d still have no problems putting a girl in the stuff I’ve bought this weekend. (The sleepers and rompers have dinosaurs, froggies, monkeys, and bugs on them. OMG, dinosaurs and froggies!!)

But I’m done shopping for clothes, at least until after the shower. (Which will be on May 15th, BTW) Friends have already told me it’s understandable, but I’m a little nuts for buying anything. I have a tight grip on my horses now. But it was really, really cool to be able to buy things for MY baby. (Paul thinks the stuff I got is super cute too!)

Physicality (18w5d)

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Random physical stuff:

  • I am rapidly approaching the end of useful life for my sole remaining pair of jeans. Getting them on right out of the dryer is becoming a challenge, and they’re not as comfortable when I’m sitting as they used to be. I will be completely in the realm of knit pants from here on out, methinks. (since maternity jeans in my size do.not.exist.)
  • Speaking of disappearing waistlines…. mine is slowly but surely disappearing. And the way I can really tell is that I can FEEL the honeydew melon of my uterus now, right at my waistline – in line with my bellybutton. I still haven’t felt anything (OK, maybe one or two flutters, but I’m not sure) so it’s reassuring to finally be able to feel *something* that confirms this isn’t all in my head. I showed Paul and had him poke my waist… just weirded him out.
  • Round ligament pain isn’t any fun. It’s terribly disconcerting. And, um… it hurts!
  • I’m finding that I do feel a difference now when I’m laying in bed and I end up on my back. The books say that laying on my back at this point will put pressure on a big vein and/or nerve. They’re right. I can feel it, and notice a difference when I roll to one side or the other. (It’s kinda cool when the stuff in the books turns out to be correct.)
  • I have ugly shoes. But I’m totally OK with this. Because for the first time in a long time, I have comfy shoes. AND they slip on, so no more bending over to tie my shoes. (I can tell that putting on socks is gonna get interesting in another month or so.) I got two pairs of these beauties, and they really are comfy!
  • Wilford Brimley is my hero. He (OK, the folks at Liberty Medical) finally sent me new insulin syringes. The ones I got at Walgreens sucked. At least once a week I would jab myself, only to have the dang needle not go in. Couple that with increasing dosages requiring me to jab myself multiple times, several times a day… I’m thrilled to have the largest insulin syringes available with the smallest, finest needles they got.
  • Lastly, while I’m all about winter all the time; I can’t wait for it to warm up enough to use the pool at my in-laws. I have every intention of heading over there after work each day and walking or swimming laps or something. The exercise will do me good, and the temporary relief of pressure off my back will be wonderful too. Our highs have been kissing 70 for a few days, so maybe it’s not so far away!

Random Weekendness (18w2d)

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We are now the proud owners of two bumpers and a baby comforter. They’re sitting on the green couch in the front room, and they look SO WEIRD to be in the house.

I went to Target today looking to buy a set of the blankets or something from the nursery stuff we picked out so we could figure out paint colors this weekend. But what do I see on the shelf? Both the bumpers and the comforter. None of which was at the other Target we went to on Thursday – they just had pictures and empty shelves. So I jumped on it and bought all three. I was grinning like a loon the whole time I wandered the store to pick up toilet paper and other exciting items, while glancing at the treasures already in my cart.

I’ve also found a new favorite activity. Wandering baby clothes stores. I went to the outlet last night to look for some shirts for an upcoming family gathering. But there happens to be a Gymboree outlet and a Carters Store there too. I went into both to poke around and see what outlet prices work out to. (Gymboree had some good deals, but I’ve seen better prices on the Carter’s stuff at BRU and Kohl’s.) What I LOVE about this though, is that I can talk about baby stuff and being pregnant and 10 years of trying and whether it’s a boy or a girl, and THEY DON’T MIND. Not only do the shopgirls not mind, they seem to be interested in what I’m saying and will actually converse with me!! (Yeah, I know – they’re hoping I’ll buy something… but I really don’t think that ladies who are giving me their names and reaching out to hug me as I’m leaving are being completely insincere.) It is SO NICE to find someone – ANYONE who will let me talk about this stuff without making me feel like I’m boring/annoying them.

I guess being pregnant is a lot like planning a wedding. It’s the most exciting, all-consuming thing in your life. And no one cares even remotely as much as you do. You find yourself craving to talk about the minutia of the whole journey, and since you’re researching everything – your mind is bursting with new information and ideas. But within 30 seconds of bringing it up, everyone’s eyes glaze over and they start scanning the room for methods of escape. I think everyone forgets pretty quickly what it’s like to be pregnant for the first time.

So I’m taking full advantage of shopgirls at baby stores. I’m not buying anything yet (I bought one clearanced pack of adorable onsies at Target on Thursday, but that’s all the baby clothes I’ve bought.) But it’s just so great to walk into a store like that and not be choking back tears or feeling an icy stab in the heart. It’s like I’m finally a member of some secret club, and they’ve got really adorable swag. (OMG, little onsies with monkeys and dinosaurs on them!!)

But speaking of clothing, I’m continuing my quest to find maternity clothing for me. I’ve found three websites that seem to carry maternity bras in a size that will be appropriate for me at the end of all of this. Even better, they seem to have really reasonable prices too. Maternity clothes are another story. The “plus size” maternity fashions fit me now. I’ve got room to grow in them, but I doubt they’ll be cutting it in June. But before that, we have a Gorman family gathering for Paul’s grandmother’s memorial service in mid-April. It’s in Orange County, and there will be a lot of family there. I’ll be 27 weeks (6.5 months) by then and hopefully showing. I want to find outfits that will make me look more pregnant than fat. (I know, tall order.) I found a couple of pretty good tops last night, but I’m still looking. I want to make a nice impression on the family as Paul’s wife. Not that I haven’t met them all before… just wanna make carrying our baby look good. I don’t want to be sloppy. Ah well. If this is the worst thing I have to deal with, I’ve got it easy.