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33 Weeks

You could at least brush your hair... 
Approximately 7 weeks left! Every time I think that I follow up with, "but omg, it could be any day!" and "omg it could take even longer than that!"

We are in getting-everything-ready mode.  I find myself wandering in to the nursery just to look at the baby stuff and fold things and look at the little books. We have collected a pretty decent amount of stuff at this point, we've had a couple of showers, and I have been hoarding any free samples I can get my hands on. OH! and we won a drawing at Babies R Us for a big gift basket full o' baby stuff! When the lady called me to tell me that I'd won, I almost pooped with excitement. It feels really good to win things!



Tim and I have been just completely baby obsessed. We've spent several weekend nights just going to baby stores and looking at stuff, and setting up bogus registries just to get free gift bags. We are becoming experts on baby stuff. My mom DVR'd a pregnancy episode of The Price is Right (which was VERY entertaining) and I was super good at product price estimating. We are trying to get some more preparation reading in as well, I got some library books about labor and breastfeeding. No matter how much research/prepping I do I feel very unprepared for what's coming... AHHH!

We got a carseat installed in the Jetta, and this weekend I think I might start packing my hospital bag just to get it done. Speaking of the hospital, we ended up getting a second tour of the place. We were signed up for a childbirth class at the doctor's office this past Saturday. The class cost $100 per couple.  Well, the instructor met us at the office, but she doesn't actually work there and no one was there to let us in, so like 10 couples just sat around awkwardly waiting for this class to begin. The instructor decided to improvise and sent us all to Riverside instead where she figured we could have the class in a conference room. So everyone hauled over there and we were wedged into a tiny room. The class morphed into a tour of the hospital, because it was so cramped in that room. Well, we had already done that, and it was freaking free! I had been expecting some instruction on breathing and relaxation techniques, some sort of packet of materials, and maybe even a snack provided since it was at 8 am and lasted 3 hours, but we got none of those things. Not that she wasn't knowledgeable as a nurse who had attended many deliveries, but the instructor had never actually given birth herself.  Any teaching she was doing just kinda felt like a reiteration of the notion that every birth is different, because she had seen them all.  I didn't leave feeling like I had learned anything. I really felt ripped off. I have submitted a complaint to the doctor's office, I guess we'll see where that goes. $100 my eye!

Man, a lot has happened in the past week. On Sunday I had my first shower with my lady friends thrown by Nikki. It was adorable and fun! Nikki thoughtfully got us the gift of a photographer so we could have some really nice pregnancy photos. We got pictures of the shower activities, and then a bunch of group shots, some of just me and the bump, and some of me and Tim. I can't wait to see them. Of course, I also got many lovely and adorable gifts from the girls who attended. Thank again to everyone!

I also had a surprise shower at work, with Timmy attending and everything. My co-worker Natasha carefully planned it so I would be surprised. It was fun to be the recipient of a party at work rather than the planner! haha. We got some really nice gifts from that too.

I sent my blood sugar numbers to the dietitian on Monday, and she said that they looked good.  The levels that come up on the meter seem like nonsense to me sometimes, like the little machine is just displaying random numbers.  I had some cake at each of my showers and figured I would have crazy high blood sugar, but neither time was it that bad. I just have to continue to work on keeping it steady. My weight has now remained unchanged for over a month.  At first I was worried that the baby had stopped growing, but now it is CLEAR that the baby is growing. I feel like my abdomen is going to burst. It's not my skin that feels tight, its the muscles/layer just under the skin. My tum feels like an over-inflated basketball, and my ribs are killing me. I am getting the feeling that this baby is going to be big even if I avoid making it into a fatty with my diabetes diet. Tim was a 10 lb 10 oz baby, and I was 9 lb something something. Oh dear.

Bonus ultrasound this week! They wanted to check the amniotic fluid because gestational diabetes can cause an excess of fluid from the baby peeing too much. The tech told us that the amount of fluid looked fine, and that the baby is head down. She did note, however, that the baby is indeed big (5 lbs and I forget oz. already) and also that the baby has, "a buttload of hair." See below for a chubby forearm and the baby's head, the fuzzy stuff around it being hair. So, basically we are having a giant hairy sasquatch baby. YES!


I finally made it to prenatal yoga this week. It helped that my newly announced pregnant friend Amanda was able to come with me. It was a nice class, I realized during the relaxation parts that I was super tense, and rather than feeling super relaxed afterwards I just felt more aware of how tense I was. There were only 4 people all together taking the class and parts of it got weird as the instructor guided us through relaxation with things like "Now imagine you are inside your womb with your baby... note the beautiful curly blue umbilical cord and the placenta that nourishes your baby..." it was such a weird thing to hear while you're in a state of meditation. I almost lol'd.

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