A Bun in the Oven


I still can’t believe it – we celebrated my first pseudo Mother’s Day this year. 

As I said to my awesome girlfriend: It’s just not fair that Josh gets to hold a sweet baby on Father’s Day 2011, while I get a few swift kicks to the ribs and some heartburn to keep me up at night.  I hope this doesn’t foretell future Mother’s Days. 🙂

Everyone keeps asking when I’m going to get maternity photos taken.  Since I’m so into photography, I think they just assume that I’ll get the standard mama-to-be photos all tangled in a sheet, head thrown back, belly exposed.  But…no please!  For some reason, maternity has just never been something that floats my boat.  I think pregnant mamas are absolutely gorgeous, don’t get me wrong, they just don’t inspire me like the sweet babies they produce do. 

However, first thing this Sunday morning, on my almost first Mother’s Day, Josh convinced me to let him take a few pictures of me in the nursery.  And honestly?  I’m really glad he did 🙂 

I wasn’t dressed, my hair was all a ruckus from our evening out on Saturday night, but I look happy.  And pregnant.  And that’s how I want to remember this pregnancy.  Because although it’s had its highs (baby’s movin!!) and it’s lows (OMG opening my eyes makes me want to puke), it’s been an awesome ride so far, and I’m so thankful for that.

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Dear little baby inside my tummy,

I’m a little concerned.  See, you’re currently at 30weeks, 2 days gestation – which means that you still have AT LEAST another 6 weeks of cooking to do – and I can tell you already want out.  You have wiggled, poked, kicked, punched, rolled, and stretched more in the past 3 days than I ever thought was possible for someone who only weighs in at around 3lbs.  Even now, as I sit at work and lean against my desk to type, you are pushing so hard that my body is being physically shoved away from my desk.

Don’t get me wrong – I absolutely LOVE to feel you move around.  It’s a constant reminder of the perfect little life growing inside me, and it makes me pause for a moment to dream about what you’ll be like when you finally arrive.  Since we don’t know if you’re a boy or a girl (though your daddy and I each have our own opinions on that), my thoughts lean more towards what you’re little (or big!) personality will be like.  I’m guessing that you’re going to be a bit of a firecracker. 

So thank you for the little hello’s during the day, and feel free to keep them up as often as you feel necessary.  Let’s just be clear – no coming out until week 36 please!

Love,

Mama

Today I’m 20 weeks pregnant.  Half way to what I expect will be one of the most life altering moments I’ll ever experience.

Fittingly, I woke up with Bon Jovi’s “Livin’ on a Prayer” stuck in my head.  (You know – “Whoaaa, we’re half way there”).  Awesome – happy Tuesday!

I’ve started to feel teensy tiny baby movements, which has to be one of the coolest things I’ve ever felt.  Finally some “proof” that there’s actually a baby in there (and that I’m not just getting pudgy with a superhuman sense of smell).  I think I felt them for the first time almost 2 weeks ago, and even in just 2 short weeks they’ve gotten significantly stronger.  At first I could only feel them if I laid perfectly still on my back and kept my hands on my little bump, but now I’ll feel them at the dinner table, or watching tv.  It honestly feels a little alien-esque!  It’s awesome.  Josh finally felt some significant “bumps” last night, and I know it just made his evening.  Up until now, I’m not sure he knew what he was feeling for, but last night baby gave a few swift kicks that moved both of our hands.

In other pregnancy news, I’m finally back up to my pre-pregnancy weight.  I can’t believe it took me that long to get back.  I was sure that through the holidays I’d gain quickly, but body and baby had other plans.  Regardless, I’m thrilled because this means that I finally get to start eating normally.

In the beginning I didn’t eat a damn thing – lived off G2 gatorade and one taco bell bean burrito a day.  I just can’t believe that’s the ONLY thing that didn’t make me want to hurl!  It’s got to be drunk college kids and pregnant women keeping that place alive.  After that I was just eating everything in sight to try to gain my 10lbs back.  I was so worried about baby’s development falling behind that I was packing in calories left and right. (Not that I’m complaining, mind you.  It was deliciously amazing). Now I’m finally where I should be, so I can start to eat yummy, but healthy, foods regularly.

However, I’m still not giving up the TB or the ice cream.  Sorry baby 🙂