It's officially my birthday week...but let's be real. My birthday is celebrated until May 1st. I at least give Bailey one month out of the year to celebrate his birthday. From May 1 - May 31, Bailey celebrates all he wants. The other 11 months? Different story. It's not uncommon for me to ask for something in January and say "but my birthday is coming up..."
Anyway - enough about me. W'e're having a baby. His name is Grant. And apparently he's huge. I had the appointment on Friday to check on his heart. SO much information came from this appointment. Here's a little secret - when you don't drink sugary drinks prior to your appointment, apparently they have a habit of cooperating with the ultrasound tech :) She told me he was still measuring about 8 days ahead of my due date, which she says every week, so I sort of just took it as normal since it's not the first time I've heard it. But y'all - the craziest thing happened while I was laying on that table. Towards the end, Grant started to stretch and move a little bit. The first few times, I watched him move on the screen, but couldn't feel a thing. Then I watched him punch my belly button with his little balled up fists, and felt it as it was happening. It was the craziest thing, and I loved it!
After the ultrasound, I met with my doctor, who took more measurements. To be honest with you, I'm not sure what he measured, but the measurement is supposed to coordinate with how far along I am (i.e. 25 weeks, whatever he measure should be about 25 cm) - mine was 29. Which means Grant is huge. And also means I have to go to a high-risk ultrasound specialist in a few weeks because he's growing so large. EEK. I have 3 appointments scheduled during the next 5 weeks, 1 being the glucose test (again). We received info from the doctor today on setting up a hospital tour, birthing classes, and lots more information overload. THIS. IS. HAPPENING. And here's a selfish praise - I've been getting pretty bad headaches lately. They're a combination of the pinched nerve that I've had for a couple of years, and I think a little bit of just plain pregnancy headaches. But they knock. me. out. There have been days I come home from work, grab a glass of water and an ice pack, and fall asleep at 6:30, because I haven't been able to take anything. This week, the doctor prescribed me pills for my headaches. HALLELUYER! Granted, I still don't want to take them at the first sign of a little headache, but I'm so thankful to have something to turn to when the headaches become unbearable.
Thoughts that ran through my mind while at the doctor's office on Friday:
1. HOW IS THIS THING COMING OUT OF MY BODY?
2. If his feet are pointing up, and his head is pointing down, how does he not have the ultimate brain rush of all time?
3. That baby has my nose for sure. I hope his head grows bigger so the nose doesn't look so big.
4. (as a follow up)...nope. I don't need that head to grow any bigger until he is out of my body.
5. This thing has a face. He's real. He's coming whether I am ready for him or not.
I'm not normally a fan on ultrasound pictures. I can never read them, and lets be honest - most people don't care to see pictures of your baby, but especially not one that's still in your belly. BUT - he has a face! EEK!
I know I keep saying "this is real, I can't believe this is happening, yadda yadda yadda". But until this week, it's still sort of seemed surreal. I asked my sister-in-law, Katie, where she got the "lovies" for her kids - the little kid size blankets that look like cute little animals. She sent me the link to them, and I may have gotten teary eyed sitting at my desk. That moment is when it became so incredibly real. You'd think it would be when the doctor confirmed we were pregnant, when we found out the gender, or when I felt him move for the first time. Nope. It was picking out a stupid blanket. So now I just keep repeating how real it is, so that maybe, eventually, I'll believe it before I waddle into the hospital to have a baby. Of my own. That I'll keep forever. Or until I get tired of him (just kidding).
Besides the doctor appointment on Friday, last week was pretty uneventful (per usual). Friday night I FINALLY started packing. Y'all. we packed for four hours on Friday night and I still haven't fully packed one room yet. I started cleaning out our office closet and threw away 4 garbage bags of junk. I don't want to move anything we haven't used or aren't planning on using in the new house. But then I get completely ADD. I start packing up picture frames in one room, and feel the need to pack ALL the picture frames in the house. I start taking things off of the wall in one room, and then take down the things on ALL the walls. Needless to say, our house looks like a tornado hit it. And then came back and hit it again. Saturday morning we packed for a little while, and then Cooper had a vet appointment. Poor thing had an allergic reaction to something and has scratched himself raw. A chunk of change later, he's got a steroid shot, antibiotics, and Benadryll. Such a druggie puppy. :) On Saturday night we went to South City Kitchen for a birthday dinner with some of my favorites - it was DELISH! We got home about 9, at which point I was exhausted beyond belief and crashed :D After church yesterday, Bailey and I went back to babies r us to try to decide on a crib. I think we've finally made a decision - WHEW. And I know you're not supposed to buy your own baby clothes, since you inevitably get tons from other people. But I couldn't help it. LOOK at this! How precious :)
So that's about all of the baby news we have for this week - it's a lot! In other news...we found out on Thursday that our loan was officially approved, and we are all set to close on our house this Friday at 2:00pm. Bailey and I are both off that day, and plan on touring daycares on the same day. Who knew that you had to start looking at daycares 6 months in advance? I've called 2 that already have a waiting list for February! Who knew?!
Once we close on the house, we have 2 weeks to paint the entire interior, get carpets cleaned, and deep clean the kitchens and bathroom. Normally Bailey and I would take on the task ourselves (with the help of our friends and family, of course :D), but since there's not much I can do in the way of paint and cleaning fumes, we're hiring people. I just feel so silly hiring painters and maids (not knocking those who do hire people to paint and clean - I just hate spending my money that way :D) BUT we have to save our family and friend's energy for MOVING DAY on Labor Day weekend:)
I forgot to take my weekly bumpdate picture - this rain has got me all sorts of messed up! I'll upload that later tonight :)
update - here's the picture - Bailey tells me I don't smile normally in these pictures. This was my attempt to make him happy :)
Barefoot and pregnant...typical
How far along: 25 weeks
How big is baby?: An eggplant (9 inches, 1.7 lbs) - Grant's lungs are continuing to form and his nostrils (however large they may be) are beginning to open!
Total weight gain/loss: Not too bad :)
Maternity clothes: all the dang time!
Sleep: Eh, I'm tired so I fall asleep quickly! But my arms fall asleep just as quick. So between that and bathroom breaks, I'm not sleeping as soundly as I like. and we all know how much I enjoy my sleep :)
Best moment this week: Feeling Grant move as I watched him move on the ultrasound!
Food cravings: Deli style pickles. YUM. and Nutella. But because I'm trying SO hard to watch my sugar intake, the Nutella indulgences have been kept to a minimum
Food aversions: Still chicken, but not as bad as before.
Gender: He's still a boy..
Labor signs: Negative, ghost rider
Pregnancy symptoms: Swelling and pretty bad headaches. The leg cramps still randomly happen in the middle of the night, but nothing horrible!
What I miss: a full night's sleep. I know, I know - I better get used to it.
What I am looking forward to: Starting our baby boy's nursery in the coming weeks :)
Milestones: No huge milestones this week :)
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