Boy oh boy!! I cannot believe how much has happened in the past few weeks and how BIG I am. Remember the days when I kept looking for a little bump and getting all excited to finally start showing? Well now there's no hiding it. I'm out of the closet and there's no turning back. You know you've popped when complete strangers bring up the fact that I'm pregnant without even asking first. I really want to pull that, "I'm not pregnant" card and make them all feel like jerks, but I don't think I could say that to someone with a straight face.
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| This was at the beginning of week 28. I'm plumping up quickly. |
I am 29 weeks pregnant (and 5 days). At my last doctors appt a few weeks ago, she (some new chick that I've never seen before) assured me that my weight and belly growth are right on track. I refuse to know how much weight I've been gaining-for me, weight loss and scales never mixed, and the thought of adding pounds stresses me out, so guess what? I go into complete denial and tell them not to tell me my weight, and only tell me if I need to start gaining/losing more. So far, I've had no problems.
I am getting frustrated with the JBER medical clinic right now. I'm in the 3rd trimester-it's go time. But the doctor I've been seeing for the first 2 trimesters is all of a sudden "too busy" or whatever so my last appt and my next won't even be with her. When I called to try to change my next appointment so that I can see her, they told me, "chances are, when you have the baby, Dr. Hansen won't even be available to deliver your baby. You usually don't get your practitioner when you deliver." Um... excuse me? Could you maybe have $#(*@&% told me this to start? So I guess she has a "team" of 6 people that I rotate with and I'll see anyone on that team-except for my next appt. They tried to make it with some midwife that wasn't even on her "team" and I was not cool with that. I got my appt changed, so next week I get to meet a 4th random teammate.
Another frustration of mine. I went to take the glucose test. I wait at the lab for an hour before I'm even called up there. Now of course, the doctor didn't really give me details of what I was going in for, just that I had to go in the day before my appt to get blood work done. They call me up, draw some blood (from both arms, two different tests) and I'm off on my merry way. This was at 9am. At 3 pm, as I have groceries and my dog in the car, I get a phone call saying they messed up the glucose test (they were supposed to give me that drink, which they never did) and I had to come back. Well, this was at 3, they closed at 4:30-so they said to come first thing in the morning. I went back before my 10am appt, got my drink, sat there for an hour, and got called back to take blood. The girl giving me shots messed up-twice and had to call another guy over to draw my blood. By the time I left there, I had 5 needle holes in my arm from a 24 hours time frame. I was not a happy camper. I still don't even know what the test results are.. so hopefully they fill me in at my appt next week (oy!). Gotta love the military. I guess you get what you pay for...
We had a ball for my husbands brigade a couple weeks ago. Not many places sell maternity gowns, in case anyone was wondering. After shopping a bit, I discovered that I can fit my belly and boobs somewhat well into a size 12-so I went with it. I had a good time, as most designated drivers do at a celebration.. but felt large. I didn't feel beautiful like I usually do in a ball gown, and being the pregnant girl on the dance floor honestly made me feel like I was one of those girls on 16 and pregnant or something. I feel like pregnancy and sexy do not mix. I did have fun, but I also felt really uncomfortable most of the time. I even lost my earring down my dress and couldn't find the backing of it until I got home and took my clothes off. It was hidden in the giant abyss of boobs I have going on down there. They are now officially so big you really can lose things in there.
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| At the military ball. I must admit-this was a good picture. As the night went on, I looked more and more like Shamu on camera |
On a more positive note, my husband and I ran the Color Run this past weekend!! And we actually did run it (I don't do this walking nonsense). We started at 8:00 and crossed the finish line at 8:25. I don't think it was a 5k-at least, it didn't feel like it was 3.2 miles, but maybe it was, but I think our time was really good. My husband said he was proud of me and it feels good to be acknowledged like that :) On top of that, it was so much fun! We both had a really good time, but didn't stay too long because I didn't want to be on my feet all day. I'm going to try to convince him to do another 5k with me next weekend. We'll see how it goes!
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| After running the color run!! |
Overall, I have been dealing with some minor symptoms as I enter this trimester. Acid reflux is a bitch. I try to watch what I eat because that stuff SUCKS! So miserable. I get a lot of muscle spasms when I'm trying to sleep and when I wake up. In fact, the idea of going to bed is no longer appealing because I feel so miserable laying down and trying to get comfortable. My skin isn't comfortable anymore. I'm either itchy, or achy, or dry, or too hot, or too cold. And to think, this is just the beginning... I think I'm overdue for another pre-natal massage. I need to remember that it's okay to spend money to pamper myself. It's just hard when there are so many other bills to pay. *Sigh*
This is been a longer update, so I'll end with this. Over the weekend, a couple girls out here threw my a baby shower! It was so beautiful and special (they made amazing decorations and food-like Pinterest come to life) and I had such a lovely time. It still doesn't feel real that I'm going to be a mom and have a baby, but getting gifts from people slowly is making that thought come to life. Sometimes I get so caught up being annoyed with pregnancy that I forget once it's over, there's an actual purpose to it. I get something back out of it and it's not all just for nothing. I have to remind myself that there really is a baby that will be coming home with me in just a few months. It seems like a DUH thought, but despite all the changes and the hustle and bustle of my every day life (I still don't even feel like I have time to sit down some days) it's very easy to forget.
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| Diaper bouquet from my shower :) |
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| Just some of the many decorations |
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