I had every intention of posting an update at 26 weeks to keep these evenly spaced every four weeks. Then the hubs got sick for a week with a cold. There were a brief few days where he felt better and I hadn't yet gotten sick. Then, I got sick with a slightly different cold and it's been over a week and I'm still not feeling 100% better yet. However, the hubs is going out of town and well I needed a "bump" picture before I crossed over the 28 week threshold. So here we go at 27 weeks and 6 days.
Yes, I kid you not, that's the level of detail in which prenatal doctors track your pregnancy. I think they start throwing hours around when you get over 40 weeks :)
Baby's Size: Nearly 2lbs and the size of a head of cauliflower. The kid has nearly doubled in size over the past five weeks and I pretty much feel the same way.
I'm Feeling: Mixed emotions going on here. I had been feeling pretty good about myself and I guess I convinced myself that I was "all belly." Well, an individual remarked to me, "I'm surprised by how much weight you've put on" and it crushed me. Look, I've got weight insecurities like everyone else and those are certainly magnified now that people generally greet me with an enthusiastic, "look how big you've gotten!"
Other than the negative emotions, I've really been trying to be as positive as possible. Sure, it's definitely tougher on the days when it's 90 degrees and I feel gross as soon as I step outside, but all I need is a Chalupa Batman dance party in my abs and I'm good to go. If I could get offered a seat on a standing room only train I'd take it, but so far that hasn't happened.
Physically: Major change, but my belly button "popped" at 25 weeks. Unfortunately, it's not like a turkey popper because I've got quite a bit more cooking to do on this kid. I feel like I almost need two recaps: how I was feeling before getting sick and then after! I'm still able to move around pretty well, but going up and down stairs frequently takes more out of me than I would like. I try to walk up and down the steps in our house for 10 straight minutes a night and I'm huffing and puffing a lot more these days. I haven't ran in 10 days and I'm itching to get back out for a few miles. I received the all-clear this week from my doctor to continue running for another month and I want to take advantage of that while I still can. Granted, my runs are in the 10:30 minute mile pace at the moment and anything over than three miles has to include both a walking break and a pee stop, but it's not terrible. Maybe I have one 10k left in me, but if it doesn't happen I'm at peace with it.
My Wardrobe: It's pretty much a rinse, later, repeat on a weekly basis. However, last month I found my unicorn maternity jeans. I love them. I wear them pretty much non-stop Fridays - Sundays. I still have a few non-maternity tops that fit, but I think they're only going to last for another week or so. I'm borrowing casual wear tshirts from the hubs for lounging around the house. Thankfully, my heels still fit!
I'm Sleeping: Much better. I've got this whole "pillow between the legs" thing down pat. The hubs has even stopped stealing my extra pillows. I surprisingly still don't have to get up all that often during the middle of the night to head over to the restroom. Naps are also my new best friend on the weekends. Love me some afternoon nap time. Jax and Jewels are a fan of nap cuddles as well. Jax likes to think of my growing belly as a cushy pillow for his head.
Food Aversions & Cravings: I don't remember exactly when it went away, but I can't even think of the last time I needed a Tums to cure some nasty heartburn. It seemed that the first trimester nausea was quickly replaced by heartburn, but now I can safely leave the house without my safety bottle of Tums. I've been trying to eat more fruit lately as an afternoon snack and watermelon and cantaloupe have been on heavy rotation in our house. However, I miss tuna. Seriously, every week when we're at the grocery store I'll longingly stare at the fresh fish display and gaze upon the tuna.
What I'm excited for this next month: Really working on the nursery. The dresser/changing table is assembled and I'm starting to wash and organize some of the clothes we've received from a dear friend. She has two boys under the age of 4 and has stocked us up on cute boy clothes! I'm heading up to NY to visit my family and then at the end of the month my aunt is throwing the hubs, Chalupa Batman, and me a non-baby shower, baby shower. It's going to be co-ed and held at a minor league baseball stadium. EXCITED doesn't even begin to sum up how I'm feeling about that party. I know a lot of moms-to-be are heavily involved in their shower plans and details whereas I'm about as hands off as possible. So when my aunt told me that the party was co-ed and at a ballpark I was jumping up and down with glee. My excitement must have spilled over because the hubs immediately told his brother and now his brother is trying to figure out if he can make the trip up to NJ to go with us. To sum up: a mid-30s year old man wants to attend a baby shower because it sounds that awesome.
The Hubs: He's amazing. He's got these intense to-do lists and he's checking things off with gusto. I didn't like any pre-made shelves that we found in stores for the nursery. So he built shelves. He's never stained wood before, but I wanted to stain the shelves rather than paint them so he did it. He wasn't about to let me stain them due to the odor and he didn't even complain. Sure, he's still trying to win me over and have us name our kid Stetson, but other than that he's been awesome. He's not the most touchy/feeling guy and I think he was actually a bit disappointed for a few weeks when he couldn't feel Chalupa Batman's kicks. He woke me up one night when he first felt Chalupa Batman kicking and it was adorable. He even adjusted the thermostat when the weather heated up and I was a bit warmer than I would have liked. That's LOVE!