Week 32
7:10 AM
Late Friday afternoon, Daniel moved the finished crib into the nursery! The sun had already set for the day, and I felt like I wasn't going to get a full appreciation of his hard work until the morning. I was SO right. When I woke up and went into the nursery on Saturday, I feel completely in love. The crib he's been dreaming up and slaving over for months is a reality and is finally in place. The wood came from a friend's late father's wood shop- solid walnut once used as church pews. We still have a ways to go in the room to get it finished, but this was such a huge emotional step forward in this pregnancy. Frankie has a "place" in our house now... not a revolving room used as storage, not shifting hand-me-down boxes around for "some day". Her place in our home is clear and the spot I'd been dreaming of for a crib has finally come to fruition. Once we have the other items hung and placed, I'll make sure to share photos of the whole space, but here's the section of the nursery with the crib:
How far along? 32 weeks
Maternity clothes? I'm getting to the point in which maternity crop tops are fashionable. At least that's what I'll keep telling myself.
Stretch Marks? No, and how, I have no clue.
Sleep? Even with the best of nights' sleep, by 8 pm, I'm done-zo. No late night holiday parties for this lady.
Best moment(s) this week: THE CRIB! Also, my sister got to feel a serious dance party happening in my belly on Sunday and that was so special. I know that she and Frankie are going to be so close, and introducing them is something I cannot wait for!
Miss Anything? Feeling carefree. I've always been a high-anxiety lady, but lately the feeling of being in over my head and WAY overwhelmed is so pervasive. I have NO Christmas presents for anyone, no money or time to really buy any, and the guilt/anxiety I feel about it are pretty intense. I just have to hope our families will forgive us this year!
Movement: She's got to be running out of room in there because the movements look insane from the outside. They also hurt! Daniel loves to mess with her feet when they stick out and make her kick me even more... Dads are so nice.
Movement: She's got to be running out of room in there because the movements look insane from the outside. They also hurt! Daniel loves to mess with her feet when they stick out and make her kick me even more... Dads are so nice.
Food Cravings: Its back to all sweets. Donuts, toaster strudels, chocolate chip cookies.
Anything making you queasy or sick: Not really, other than eating too much
Gender: One busy little girl
Labor Signs: No
Pregnancy Symptoms: 20 lbs gained so far! Swollen everything, high anxiety, heartburn/confusing appetite, back pain. But on the good side- my hair is super thick and my nails are growing like CRAZY.
Belly Button in or out? The pop outward could happen any day!
Rings on or off? Off. As are most of my shoes for the foreseeable future.
Happy or Moody most of the time: Moody, unfortunately. Anxiety, lack of sleep, appetite issues, pain/discomfort... they've been weighing me down.
Looking forward to: I hate to be this person, but..... for the holidays to be over! I'm ready for a major slow down in my schedule. I usually ADORE the holidays, but this year it is just tough to keep up. Not to mention... January means I'm so much closer to holding this girl in my arms.
In not so fun news, we also had our first little scare this week. About mid-week, I started feeling especially crummy. I wasn't sleeping much beyond an hour or so a night due to intense nighttime heartburn, my back and shoulders were sore from trying to sleep sitting up, and my hands and feet started swelling a LOT more than usual. All of these things I figured were just the fun of the third trimester. We've all seen how yucky things get towards the end of pregnancy. Then on Thursday, my vision started cutting in and out and I started seeing spots. That was what actually scared me and I knew then I needed to call the doctor. Daniel took me in and they determined it was probably not preeclampsia after testing my urine and blood pressure, but that more than likely, I was dehydrated. I'm on orders to rest, drink A LOT more fluids, and keep my feet elevated for a few days. Its so difficult to say what is normal and what isn't when you're pregnant for the first time. Even though it appears all is well and that this is just a part of my body's normal reaction to the third trimester, I'm so glad I went in. I'd rather be 100% sure that Frankie and I are okay. I'm usually not the type to call and go into the doctor unless death is knocking, but this time its different. I'm responsible for a whole other life in there! I'm doing my best to take it easy and stay off my feet, but with Christmas a few days away, that's proving really difficult. For now, my feet look like baked potatoes or hoagie rolls and I'm drinking all the fluids I can!
In not so fun news, we also had our first little scare this week. About mid-week, I started feeling especially crummy. I wasn't sleeping much beyond an hour or so a night due to intense nighttime heartburn, my back and shoulders were sore from trying to sleep sitting up, and my hands and feet started swelling a LOT more than usual. All of these things I figured were just the fun of the third trimester. We've all seen how yucky things get towards the end of pregnancy. Then on Thursday, my vision started cutting in and out and I started seeing spots. That was what actually scared me and I knew then I needed to call the doctor. Daniel took me in and they determined it was probably not preeclampsia after testing my urine and blood pressure, but that more than likely, I was dehydrated. I'm on orders to rest, drink A LOT more fluids, and keep my feet elevated for a few days. Its so difficult to say what is normal and what isn't when you're pregnant for the first time. Even though it appears all is well and that this is just a part of my body's normal reaction to the third trimester, I'm so glad I went in. I'd rather be 100% sure that Frankie and I are okay. I'm usually not the type to call and go into the doctor unless death is knocking, but this time its different. I'm responsible for a whole other life in there! I'm doing my best to take it easy and stay off my feet, but with Christmas a few days away, that's proving really difficult. For now, my feet look like baked potatoes or hoagie rolls and I'm drinking all the fluids I can!
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