Weekly Update: Week 32

This week was an eventful one for our little family.

I had a doctor appointment on Thursday and it went really well. Her heartbeat is up a little, but Doc says that's normal. Because of where she located the heartbeat she says Baby Girl's head is on the left of my tummy, which means her little feetsies are on the right ... and just under my ribs. Ribs make a great kicking target. We also talked about my heart burn (I'm upping my Zantac intake), newborn stuff (carseat, newborn class, etc.), and different pain management options while I'm in labor. Kinda nerve racking to know its gonna happen in a few weeks!

Also this week Gavin start a new job! He is now a finance manager at Car Pros Hyundai in Renton. This job comes with steady days off, better pay, and friends Lonnie and Max! Gavin's first day was Saturday and so far he seems to like it. I'm excited for him to have 2 days off each week!

Just 2 more months! Crazy to think about!

• Baby Girl's size: a squash (about 16 in.)
• Baby Girl's weight: 3.5 lbs.-ish
• Cravings:Strawberries
• Best part: It's almost over ... Haha! I've started recognizing body parts when she pushes against my tummy.
• Worst part: Sleep is difficult because I'm up and down a lot, not to mention a comfortable position can be difficult to find.
• Her development: She's packing on the pounds to get ready for her debut; the layer of soft lanugo hair that covers her body is starting to shed; her skin is starting to become smooth and soft.
• My development: I'm also packing on the pounds, but I doubt I look as cute as she will. Haha! otherwise nothing too new with me, just growing and prepping for Baby Girl.

What NOT to say to a pregnant woman (courtesy of Gavin)

Sometimes its hard to think before you speak. My boyfriend is great at doing this, especially when it comes to my pregnancy. There are just some things you don't comment on or mention when a woman is pregnant -weight, expanding tummy, and being pregnant in general.

Now most of the time when he makes a comment, I turn around with exaggerated shock on my face, eyebrow raised, ready to give him crap for it. It usually only takes Gavin half a heartbeat to realize what he's said. We enjoy the moment with a laugh and file it away to joke about later. *wink wink* Haha!

Here are a few examples that will hopefully amusing you as much as they amused us:

"You're a huge, HUGE, girl!" 

Oh, gee, thanks Babe ... Being called huge when your prego is never good. In this case we were at Rite Aid and I was complaining about something that Gavin considered to be a very female thing to complain about (can't totally remember what it was, but I'm sure it was super girly ... I have my moments ya know).
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"I'm just giving you room to grow ..."

This little gem was spoken early in the pregnancy, so I wasn't even showing yet. The last thing I wanted was a comment on how big I'm gonna get.
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"It's like you have udders!" or "Maybe you'll be able to squirt milk!"
Last time I checked I'm not a cow, but the comparisons just keep rolling off his tongue. I guess he thinks my breast feeding will be like a scene from a cartoon, where the farmer squirts the milk into the kittens mouth or something. Lol. To be fair, when I referred to myself as a feeding machine, he said that was a horrible comparison and didn't want me to compare myself with a machine. (That's a start, right?)
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This last one needs a little background first: I was in my 1st trimester and always crazy nauseous. Walking made the nausea worse, so when we went to the mall one night I asked him to park as close as possible. Gavin ended up parking like a freaking mile away! I said "you should have parked in the expectant mother parking" to which he responded with ...

"But you're not expecting!"

Oh really?!? I'm not expecting?!? He swears he meant was that I wasn't showing and he didn't want people to think we were abusing the expectant mother parking spot. I was a bit hormonal, very feisty, and didn't care one bit what other people thought. I ended up storming into the mall, bought what I needed, not speaking to Gavin for a good hour or so. Now we laugh at the memory and Gavin has decided it definitely tops the list of what NOT to say to a pregnant woman -no matter what stage she is in.

Weekly Update: Week 31

This week brought some new milestones for Gavin and me. As you may have read in my last post, we decided to venture into Seattle for the Seahawks parade. Of course it was a bazillion-below zero (about 25 degrees) so we had to bundle up in order to not freeze our cute asses off. I decided to wear leggings under my jeans, which turned out to be quite the challenge. Gavin had to help me not only put the jeans over my leggings, but also pull on my socks and then tie my shoes. I felt ridiculous but Gavin thought it was hilarious -we joked about it being good practice for him later dressing our daughter.

The rest of the week was pretty chill. Gavin had 2 days off -something that hasn't happened since Christmas- and we were able to spend all day Wednesday together. Friday did get a little crazy when we decided to bust out the game Battleship. We're both very competitive, which made the game pretty fun. the smack talk was at an all-time high for sure. As Gavin said that night after he lost the first round "I may have lost the battle, but I haven't lost the war!" He went on to crush me in the next 2 rounds, effectively winning our Battleship game night.

Now for the Week 31 update!

Bump view from both sides.

• Baby Girl's size: a pineapple or 4 navel oranges
• Baby Girl's weight: 3-3.5 lbs.
• Cravings: Chocolate -cake, candy, ice cream. I want it all.
• Best part: I have a great boyfriend who doesn't mind going to the store at 10pm to get chocolate cake!
• Worst part: It's getting hard to put on socks and tie my shoes. And the stretch marks have appeared.
• Her development: She's gaining weight and filling out; her skin is less red and more pink; her irises can dilate and she can sense changes in light.
• My development: A lot of growing and stretching as my body prepares for having and feeding a baby. 

Sea-what?? SEAHAWKS!

As the whole world knows by now the Seattle Seahawks won the Superbowl!!!

Having been born and raised in the Evergreen State, I am a huge Hawks fan and have been for years. To celebrate our domination, Seattle threw a pretty good party parade that an estimated 750,000 fans showed up for. Gavin and I braved the cold, crowds, and controlled-chaos of the Seattle streets to celebrate with the rest of the 12's. Hope you enjoy the photos from our adventure!

(Note: Gavin is a HUGE Kansas City Chiefs fan, but was awesome enough to spend the day in Seattle with me, decked out in Hawks gear, freezing his ass off, while I cheered and celebrated our victory. Thanks Babe!)

Me and Kelsey

The line to get tickets for the light rail. Took us an hour.

Like cattle on a train ...

The streets were crazy! I did love it when everyone started singing Queen's "We Are the Champions".

Linebackers

Defensive line

Legion of Boom! "LOB! LOB! LOB!'

Dange-RUSS! And the other Quarterbacks.

Running Backs

Special Teams

Wide Receivers

Max and Gavin just a little tired after a long, freezing cold day.

Weekly Update: Week 30

Prego Complaint Warning: The following message contains excessive whining, complaining, moaning, grumbling, and borderline childlike tantrum behavior. Be advised to skip the following paragraph all together if you don't wanna hear it, have no sympathy, or just don't care (no hard feelings).

I'm convinced heartburn is going to kill me and I'm almost just willing to let it happen. The lava that likes to creep its way up my chest and into my throat burns so bad it keeps me up most nights and has driven me to tears on more than one occasion. It's like someone poured gasoline down my throat and then lit it on fire. Like an angry dragon lives in my chest cavity. I try to tame the beast, but to no avail. "Take Zantac" my doctor tells me, but it only takes the edge off. "Get ultra-strength Tums" the pregnancy books advise, but you can only take so many before you hit the daily max advised. "Don't eat acidic foods" all the websites say, but the raging fire comes even with plain, white toast. FML. I've never been in so much pain, nor been caused so much discomfort, in my entire life. I know it makes me sound horrible, but I hope pregnancy heartburn is hereditary.  End rant.

In other news, Gavin and I had a fun date night this week. We went to a restaurant called Vino and had some delicious Italian food and great conversation, followed by the movie Lone Survivor. I highly recommend seeing this movie if you don't mind a little war-gore and can handle all the different emotions it throws at you. It was such a great movie and I'm glad we saw it in theaters -it just won't be the same on the small screen. Gav and I were also able to catch up with our good friends Alex and Sarah afterward. Being the crazy kids we are, we stayed out until almost 1am! It's been a while since I've been out that late. Haha! Only a few more weeks of being able to have a stress-free, babysitter-free, night out on the town for us.

From a round fruit to a long, skinny veggie I guess. Weird.

• Baby Girl's size: a cucumber (or so all the websites tell me)
• Baby Girl's weight: 2 3/4 lbs
• Cravings: Chewy Runts candy
• Best part: Only 10 more weeks to go!
• Worst part: Heartburn, aches and pains, hourly bathroom breaks
• Her development: Her brain is getting more wrinkly -to make way for all her smarts; her skin is getting smoother; and she is strong enough to grasp a finger.
• My development: Nothing too new here, just the continuation of the Braxton-Hicks and my ever expanding waistline. Apparently I get a hormone boost in the next few weeks which will make me even more emotional that I already am.