Seven, count ’em, SEVEN months pregnant. Officially in my third trimester. It’s similar to the feeling you have when running a marathon and you hit mile marker 20. You’re not done by any means…but you’re soooooo freaking close. That’s where I am and that’s almost exactly how I feel.
Have I felt him move? Ohhhhh yes. This little guy is strong. He wakes me up at night with either the hiccups or he has restless leg syndrome. Both are kinda brutal. Then just the other day I was sitting on our couch watching quality Bravo tv when I noticed, out of the corner of my eye, my belly twitch. I thought “Oh. That’s kinda weird.” So I pulled my shirt up to get a better look and low and behold I saw the entire right side of my belly shake and move. It was just me and Beau on the couch and he didn’t share my excitement. Drew has even been able to feel him move which was also exciting!
We had our last ultrasound yesterday and he’s still a thumb sucker. Actually he had his entire hand in his mouth.
If I understood correctly, the rest of our appointments are to monitor heart rate and dilation. We’ll see him again in 11.5 weeks in our arms! YIKES!
The entire month of December was pretty awful for Drew and I both. Our family on Drew’s side lost “Pappa Joe” in early December. We traveled to Florida for one of my most moving and touching veteran services I’ve ever attended. Not a dry eye. The silver lining is that we snuck an extra day into our trip to visit dear friends of ours who relocated from Columbus to Fort Myers. Ummm….talk about jelly jealous of their new climate!! Drew and I kept reminding each other that we choose to live in Ohio. Not one person is forcing us. We day dreamed the whole flight home of moving to the beach.
Then came Christmas. We had plans to be with our families in West Virginia the Saturday and Sunday before Christmas Eve. We had the presents wrapped and ready to go! Friday night I didn’t feel very well. And Drew came home early from work with a fever. The rest….is history. We made it to Urgent Care the next day where we both tested positive for the flu. Have you ever been tested for the flu? It’s traumatic. They stick the longest q-tip I’ve ever seen straight up your nose. Feels like it’s stabbing your brain. But really it’s just dipping into your nasal cavity. Horrific. They treated Drew and I together in the same room and we both looked even worse than below (if possible) after the nostril violation.
I called my mother on the drive home from Urgent Care and burst into tears. They scared me a little bit with having the flu and being pregnant and making sure it doesn’t turn into pneumonia or else I’d have to be hospitalized (you know I freaked out after hearing that.) Mom, Dad, my brother and his girlfriend were all waiting for us at my Grandma’s in WV. When my mom heard my voice and I started crying, she said “Daddy and I will be there first thing in the morning.” And they were. Mommies are magical, aren’t they?
Here is a little iPhone photo of our nursing team in action. Making soup and Daddy getting ready to run to the store. (Duh!)
I was down and completely out on the couch for more than 8 days. EIGHT DAYS! I wouldn’t wish pregnancy + flu on anyone. In my previous life (pre-pregnancy) if I’d been down with the flu, barely eating for eight days…I would have lost 6 or 7 pounds. I was a little excited to get on the scale thinking maybe I’d lost at least one?? I gained 2 pounds.
Here is a little photo montage of our last five and half weeks. I repeated the Urgent Care photo for the timeline’s sake.
I’m a little sad I didn’t even get up to do a belly shot during weeks 26 and 27. But I was so miserable that I avoided mirrors more than I normally do. We’re starting to get gifts for BBD off of our registry and it’s even more exciting than when we received gifts for our wedding. Things I registered for during our wedding were all things I (I mean, we) wanted. The registry for BBD is full of things we desperately need! I never thought I’d be so thrilled with a rotating booster/high chair (thanks Mom!). Myyyyy how the tables have turned.
We have our maternity photos next week with the talented and beautiful Jenny Barnes of Jenny Barnes Photography. I’m actually very excited. I was hesitant at first to do it because I’m swelling up more and more every day, but I wanted to experience it. Especially because I always encourage my expectant mothers to have their maternity photos done and now I can come from a place of experience and even greater understanding. So to all my fellow pregnant mamas and future preggin ladies…I’m doing this for you. Not to mention Jenny will make us look fab. 😉