Last Big Belly Photo

This is the last picture of me pregnant. It was take November 5th--two days before Noah arrived. I took it with the webcam for Jerusha. She wanted to see just how big I had gotten. :)

Photos: 37 weeks!

It's been 7 weeks since I did my weekly side profile shot so the belly is bustin' out quite a bit in comparison.

• Photo 1: 37 weeks


• Photo 2: 35 weeks (from our one year anniversary trip up the coast to Mendocino County)

It looks like I've really popped in the last two weeks. Crazy!

30 weeks

Week 30. Wow...only 10 more weeks to go (11 weeks max since they'll be inducing me if the little guy hasn't arrived by November 14th--thank you Gestational Diabetes).

I can't say my 3rd trimester is going as swimmingly as my first two. After getting past the "virus" and getting normal blood sugar readings for a week I seem to have slipped back into some very high (and very sporadic) readings. I'm getting really burnt out on pricking my fingers and obsessing over every little bit of food I eat. I actually ended up losing 3.5 pounds this week so that brings my grand total of weight gain since my pregnancy to 10.5 pounds. While they warned us that women with GD will sometimes lose weight eating this way I can't help but feel that I'm also getting beat down and bored by food and food options. It's no longer fun or interesting to eat. It's more like a stressful waiting/guessing game--"will this screw up my blood sugar or not?" I fear that medication is the next step--I'll find out next week. Honestly though, at this point it might be for the better because playing this game is stressing me out.

Including my commute I usually work a 12 hour day. I'm beginning to think that this is starting to negatively impact my overall health too. This week I noticed that by 5:30 I was completely beat down and could no longer concentrate. By the time I left work I was shivering (in 85 degree heat), half way home I'd have to have the AC on because I was hot and then I 'd get home and could barely move for the rest of the evening. It's a tired so big and deep I have to literally convince myself to stand up 20 minutes before I actually do. After the 20 minute pep talk to get up I've been getting a mild fever (aound 101 degrees) which in turn jacks up my blood sugar readings so then I go to bed frustrated only to wake every hour or so all night long to go to the bathroom. When the morning comes I feel fine...until 5:30pm hits and then the vicious cycle starts all over again.

Aside from all that my lower back is constantly in pain. Unfortunately there's not much I can do for that--aside from pelvic stretches and Tylenol. I'm also looking into some prenatal massages. I keep telling the little man that perhaps he should find a new position. Although he seems dead set on this diagonal, head down thing....apparently the same way his Daddy was positioned in Grandma's belly.

Obviously something's got to change. My doctor is supposed to call me in the morning. We'll see what he says.

28 weeks

Okay, so turns out the ickiness I was feeling last week was indeed some nasty little virus. By Friday I was sick as a dog. It was the strangest little virus ever though. One minute I felt great and the next I was burning up with a fever of 102/103 and then it would break and I'd be chilled and just shaking to the bone.

We were down in Costa Mesa visiting Jeremy's parents so in my good spells I managed to hit up some stores with Grandma/YaYa/Booboo-she's-still-deciding-on-her-Grannie-name Yoches. She was out of control and spent way too much money on me and Baby...but, we're both fashionable now and very grateful. When I tried to pay for some things I was immediately reprimended. It's cool how the Grandma hormone just appears out of nowhere and rages. If there's one thing I'm slowly learning--you can't really argue with a Grandma no matter what name she goes by. :)

So, the whole point is that I'm feeling back to my normal self and am ready to deal with the next 82 days or so.

25 weeks

I felt like I grew so much this week, but in comparison to last week's I guess it's not as much as I felt. :)

24 weeks

I'm feeling really good. I have energy and am still sleeping very well. I guess I should enjoy it while it lasts.

Baby is super action kung-fu fighting in my belly a lot--especially when I'm at work and when I first go to bed. His favorite move is obviously 1-2-Kapow! That way he first suprises me (sometimes I even jump) and then gets me in quick succession. It's enough for me to actually stop in my tracks, grab my belly and ask him, "Baby! What are you doing in there?!?"

I don't call him Speck so much anymore--he's kind of too big to be called Speck anyway. And, I know Grandma Yoches isn't too keen on Speck as a nickname. She says it sounds insignificant. And she's right....this baby is anything, but insignificant. :) But occassionally I'll let it slip--out of habit. We have a name that we really like, and are 99% positive that we'll go with, but it feels too early to commit. I mean, shouldn't we SEE him first?!

The only other thing I've noticed is that my upper ribs hurt when I sit for long periods of time. A rapidly expanding belly is a very weird thing.

23 weeks

Last week was so hectic we skipped that photo, but here's week 23! Okay, so there's obviously no denying that I'm pregnant now, eh?

I feel good. Actually, I feel "normal"...except for the big 'ole belly, the kicking, and my obsession with vanilla milkshakes.

21 weeks

Over half way there!

20 Weeks!

Halfway there! I'm definitely getting big, but somehow I thought I'd be bigger at the halfway point.

We've got two back to back doctor appointments tomorrow morning. One for an ultrasound and one regular check up. I can't wait to see the little guy--it'll be one month tomorrow since my last check up where I got to hear his heartbeat. It's nice to have these reassurances that all is well with the baby.

18 weeks, 5 days

Gettin' round!

17 weeks, 5 days

More belly!

16 weeks, 5 days

Got a bit of a pooch starting to show.