Pregnancy Update: The I’m not pregnant anymore edition

Welcome to the world, Marcella Novelle!

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Baby Marci joined us at 6:54 am on March 1st. Full birth story to come later. For now, enjoy some cute baby pics!

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And one of Stella and Marci. Stella loves her so much that she actually can’t stop touching her. I love it and am so freaked out by it at the same time.

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Pregnancy Update: Still Pregnant

It’s been a long time since I did an update. In fact, it looks like the last time I did one I was 25 weeks pregnant. That’s not even the third trimester! Well, now I am in the third trimester. Like the super third trimester.

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According to the guesstimate, I’m 40 weeks and 2 days pregnant. Not only is this the most pregnant I’ve ever been, but I have a stomach virus… Thanks Stella. So, here’s hoping I stay pregnant for the next 24 hours or so.

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Typhoid Stella



How far along| 40 weeks, 2 days. Still haven’t picked a name.

Baby’s Size| My midwife guesses about 7 pounds… same as Stella 

Weight Gain| I actually lost 2 pounds since last week. This is almost definitely because of the stomach virus. Because I’ve definitely eaten a large number of girl scout cookies since last week… like a LOT.

Sleep| According to my Fitbit, really well.

Cravings| Any food. I’m so hungry and so afraid to eat…

Food Aversions| Pretty much everything.

Symptoms| Back pain, contractions, etc.

Movement| Lots. Mainly in the form of punching my bladder.

Belly Button| Weird combo of half-innie and half-outie.

Baby’s Position| Head downwaaaay down.

Highlight of the Week| Last day of in-office work! From here on out, I’ll be working from home in my yoga pants and sweatshirts.

What I miss|  Stella not using my belly as a step stool.

Pregnancy update: 25 weeks

Last time, I talked about how I finally got a baby bump. I’m still super excited about that, but now I’m starting to worry. Fair warning this is going to sound very very vain/weird. I’m worried that my belly button is going to turn into an outie. This didn’t happen when I was pregnant with Stella and it looks like it might this time and I don’t really know why I’m worried about it. But I am. I like having an innie belly button.

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Not quite a possible outie belly button selfie. 

Anyway… it’s been a big week. I had my last ultrasound of the pregnancy earlier this week and baby is still a girl (and everything else they check for during the ultrasound is good, too). I got some nice ultrasound pictures that look vaguely baby-esque to me but apparently look like an actual baby to other people. And, most importantly of all, I found out my midwife will let me eat a very specific breakfast to do the glucose tolerance test instead of drinking that absolutely disgusting and probably carcinogenic drink.


How far along| 25 weeks. Yikes! We should probably reassemble the crib or pick a name or something.

Baby’s Size| Ultrasound says almost 2 pounds. So maybe almost 2 pounds. 

Weight Gain| Who knows? Not me.

Sleep| Would be better if Stella hadn’t recently decided that she could only sleep when directly on my face.

Clothes| With today’s weather (high of 34 degrees!), all I really want to wear is a Snuggie.

Cravings| Peanut butter. Particularly crunchy peanut butter. This is really weird because I actually hate crunchy peanut butter. It’s like whoever was making the peanut butter was too lazy to finish blending it.

Food Aversions| Good news! Not broccoli anymore. We’ve moved on to cabbage. And chicken, which smells like a dead animal to me (that’s what it is… so…).

Symptoms| None really. Unless you count the terrible calf and foot cramps that showed up yesterday.

Movement| The difference in movement between Garfield and Stella is ridiculous. I not sure if there’s actually a difference or if I’m just noticing the movement more, but whoa. There’s just so much.

Belly Button| In… for now.

Baby’s Position| According to the ultrasound, head down. Which would be awesome and exciting if I was 40 weeks pregnant, not so much at 25 weeks.

Highlight of the Week| Final ultrasound and finding out that I don’t have to drink the neon orange glucose drink.

What I miss|  Not waking up with a terrible calf cramp.

Pregnancy Update: 22 weeks

Guys! I finally got a baby bump!

Just when I was starting to be convinced that I was just going to look chubby for this entire pregnancy, a bump appeared. I don’t think I’ve ever been more excited to have a round belly. Did that sound vain? I feel like that sounded more vain and vapid than I meant for it to. Oh well. Just know that what I meant was I’m super excited that people can finally tell that I’m pregnant by looking at me instead of wondering if I’m pregnant or just had a big lunch.

In case you missed it, here’s my last (also first!) update for this pregnancy.

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Le Bump

And now for the actual update:

How far along| 22 weeks. More than halfway through!

Baby’s Size| According to the interwebz, about the size of a spaghetti squash. According to my back, much much larger than a spaghetti squash.

Weight Gain| 10-ish pounds. This one is hard since I don’t ever weigh myself so I’m not sure how much I weighed pre-pregnancy.

Sleep| Oh, the insomnia. Seriously. Is this normal?

Clothes| All the maternity pants.

Cravings| Orange sherbet. I had a stomach virus this weekend and was reunited with orange sherbet, which I haven’t had since I was about 6, and now I’m obsessed with it.

Food Aversions| Still broccoli.

Symptoms| Back pain. Some heartburn (for the first time ever, btw).

Movement| So so much. Stella has now been getting kicked and she’s not really a fan.

Belly Button| In.

Baby’s Position| Who knows? She moves a lot.

Highlight of the Week| Getting the baby bump!

What I miss|  Still booze. Also sleeping for more than a 2-3 hour stretch at a time.

Big news!

I know. I know. I said I was back and then I disappeared for like 3 months. But, guys, there’s a good reason.

I found out some pretty big, HUGE, news on the summer solstice that I didn’t want to share but it was the only thing I wanted to write about. Weird, right? So, I had to just not blog for a while. Now, though, I feel “safe” telling everyone.

I’m pregnant! Baby Girl #2 will be joining us at the end of February or beginning of March 2015!

 

I’m not down with OPPC: Other People’s Parenting Choices

I wish that wasn’t true. I wish I was very zen about other people’s parenting choices (OPPC). But I’m not. And it’s probably the biggest surprise to me since I became a parent.

Understand when I say that  “I wish I was very zen” I don’t mean that I’m out there berating parents who make parenting decisions I wouldn’t make or that I think my choices are the gold standard of parenting or that I’m perfect. Just the other day, I decided to keep Stella out of the dogs’ water bowl by giving her her own bowl of water. Shockingly, SHOCKINGLY, I ended up with a mad wet baby and a puddle of water on the floor.

What I mean, and what’s been a huge surprise to me, is how much seeing other parents make choices I wouldn’t bothers me. I suspect OPPC upset me because I just don’t understand. 95% of the parenting choices I’ve made (and Sean has agreed with), I made because my instinct told me to do it that way. Stella slept on my chest for the first three weeks of her life because it felt like the right thing to do. We practice baby led weaning because my instinct told me she didn’t need purees at 4 months old. I wear her a lot because keeping her close feels right. I think because my parenting “book” is just my instinct, I don’t understand how or why people make other choices.

A lot of parenting choices I make aren’t exactly mainstream. I know the way Sean and I parent isn’t for everyone and that all parents do what they think is best for their child. Hell, other parents probably even have different instincts. But. That doesn’t make me feel less sad when I find out a friend gave up on breastfeeding two weeks in because they didn’t have family support.  I hope that the intense… feelings I have about OPPC will fade with time. Or that at least I’ll get so used to it being there that I can ignore it. Right now though it’s raw. I know I’m not the first mom in the history of the world to have this problem, so any suggestions for dealing with this?

Who interrupts my slumber?

Confession time: when Stella was born I never really had a period of sleep deprivation. I mean, for the first three weeks of her life the days and nights ran together with really no separation at all, but I slept whenever she did. So, while I may not have known whether it was 5pm or 5am, I wasn’t actually that sleepy, just confused.

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Once she got her days and nights sorted out, it was smooth sailing. Sure, she woke up at night, but she went back to sleep quickly and I just napped with her during the day to make up for lost sleep. Then, miraculously, when she was about 6 weeks old, she started sleeping through the night. There have been a few hiccups since then. She doesn’t like sleeping unswaddled and now prefers sleeping with us to sleeping alone. Generally, though, Stella loves sleeping as much as we do.

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Fast forward to today. Stella is six months old and I think I’m finally getting a taste of that infamous newborn sleep deprivation. Today is morning two of me waking up after only getting three hours of sleep a night. I know, I know it’s only two nights. But, seriously. This sucks.

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I’m too tired to think of a clever ending or even just a conclusory sentence, so I’ll just end with a question. Anyone have any idea why my formerly sleep loving baby has suddenly decided sleep is the devil and can only happen in hour long increments during the night?

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