Foxlet: Week 27

Woo-hoo! We’ve hit the 27 week mark, people, which means that I’m either in my third trimester or about to hit my third trimester, depending on what resource you’re looking at. Many places state that 28 weeks is the beginning of the third tri, but 40 weeks divided by 3 trimesters is 13.3333333333 (ad infinitum), so it’s really more like 27-and-a-half, so I think we’ll just call it at 27. After all, I certainly *feel* like I’m in my third trimester, and that’s what really counts, right? Ahahaha.

Baby Foxlet is a super active little fetus, constantly pushing, prodding, and moving around inside. I certainly am not worried about having to meet my requirements for kick counts, that’s for sure. I can even see her moving from the outside now! It’s suuuuuuper weird and alien-like and creepy and amazing and awesome. Pretty much like all of pregnancy.

The coolest thing about week 27, in my opinion, is that viability rates shoot way up at this point. If for any reason I were to go into premature labor and Foxlet needed to be delivered now, she’d have a 90% chance of survival! I obviously want her to keep baking for many more weeks to come, of course, but it’s still a bit of weight off my shoulders to know that with every day that passes, she becomes more and more equipped to meet and thrive in the “real world.” Isn’t science awesome??

Foxlet’s Size: At 27 weeks, Foxlet weighs around 2 pounds and is the length of a head of cauliflower, a bottle of sriracha, or (my fave) the size of a fennec fox!

Weight Gained: Another pound up this week, I think? My weight fluctuates by a pound or more every time I step on the sacle, but I think I’m trending upward overall. So about -3 pounds from pre-pregnancy weight now.

Symptoms: Let’s talk about (dun dun dunnnn) stretch marks!

I can’t say I was surprised to find out that I was developing stretch marks during my pregnancy, since I already have some battle scars from my teenage growth spurts (on my boobs) and just from being fat (on my stomach). But even knowing that, I was still hoping in vain that I wouldn’t get any new ones, since I haven’t been rapidly putting on weight and my stomach has been growing at a pretty steady pace this whole time (versus “popping” very suddenly.) Plus, my (obviously much fitter and more petite) sister hasn’t gotten stretch marks with any of her pregnancies.

But oh well, clearly that just isn’t the case for me. I’ve been very liberal with applying lotion and making sure I’m well hydrated and moisturized and stuff, but they say that doesn’t really have anything to do with it — either you’re gonna get ’em, or you’re not (and the majority of pregnant women do get stretch marks of some kind.) So I’m in the majority on this one, but honestly, despite the fact that of course I’d prefer not to develop new trenches in my skin, I’m not really that broken up about it. (Which kinda is the surprising part for someone as vain as myself, ahaha.)

My stretch marks so far are primarily on the main part of my stomach, deepening ones that already existed with little tinges of pinkish purple at the edges (but not like the dark purple “tiger stripes” that some women get — not yet, at least.) All of my previous stretch marks are the faint silvery-white kind, so I’m hoping that’s how these will end up after all this is done as well. That said, I guess I really shouldn’t assume anything since I’ve still got an entire trimester to go!

I’m also newly experiencing swollen feet/ankles if I’ve been on my feet all day or have been traveling. Even the 45-minute plane trip I had to make to North Carolina last week turned my feet into little hippo stumps. On Instagram, several of you guys recommended I pick up some compression socks, so I did just that and have tried to remember to keep my legs elevated when I’m working on my laptop or watching TV.

Oh, and I can’t let a symptoms update go by without mentioning my heartburn, of course. GUFF. THE HEARTBURN. The past few nights in particular have been baaaaad —  my acid reflux tend to act up right before bed, which contributes to me not being able to get to sleep because, well, duh, my throat is on fire. I’m starting to figure out which foods trigger it more than others, but mostly I think it’s just another lovely symptom with which I’m going to need to learn to cope. After all, non-pregnant Gretchen also got heartburn, so the fact that this has been exacerbated can’t come as a surprise to me… I just am most definitely NOT gonna be happy about it.

Emotions: Irritability and general moodiness has been high this past week. I’m just so cranky these days! I had to fly to North Carolina for a super quick work trip last Thursday (like, 24-hours-quick), and while the trip went just fine, the hassle of traveling (delays, swelling, exhaustion) ruined my mood for, like, 4 days straight. Not a completely rational response, I realize, but ::shrug::

Basically, apologies in advance if I seem extra whiny, short-fused, or am just kind of the worst right now.

Cravings/Aversions: I’ve been craving everything fresh and summery lately: watermelon, salads, veggie-tastic sandwiches, etc.

 
I’m not really having specific aversions, but I have picked up on the fact that avocado gives me heartburn (cryyyy), so I’m trying to avoid it… which is hard when avocado is on everything that sounds good to me, and is also delicious! I’m starting to wonder if tomatoes are doing the same since, I’ve been eating quite a lot of them lately and I know they’re quite acidic… I’ll be super sad if that’s the case though, because I’m really digging raw tomatoes right now! Which feels somewhat ironic considering I spent the first 20+ weeks of this pregnancy vomiting into my mouth at the sight or smell of tomato sauce, lol.

Sleep: Well, this is a loaded question today in particular, since last night I had heartburn so bad I swear you could’ve broken into a bank vault with the amount of acid in my throat. Ugh. I had an event for work last night, which went awesomely, but I was wiiiiiiped out when I got home. So, of course, all I want to do is crawl into bed, but my acid reflux kicked into like, super high gear and completely prevented me from being able to fall asleep.

When I finally was able to pass out, it was that terrible kind of sleep where you know you did fall asleep, but it doesn’t feel like you did. Do you know what I’m talking about? Like, logically I know that I didn’t just lay there awake for 5 straight hours, but that’s what it felt like. And then I had to get up insanely early this morning to run an errand… and I have another work event tonight. I’m hoping to be able to take a nap before I have to go do that, or tonight will be particularly interesting…

Purchases: My baby shower is just a couple weeks away, so I’m trying to be good about not acquiring new baby stuff on my own. That said, I totally caved and ordered a couple of things from Target’s latest baby line because they’re just so darned cute, and I feel like Target is constantly running out of stock on things and apparently when it comes to Foxlet I have retail-specific FOMO, lol.

I got a crib sheet, changing pad cover, some gold polka dotted blackout curtains, and the cutest little pillow you ever did see. Can’t wait ’til they arrive and I get to jazz up the nursery even more!

Looking forward to… This weekend, Sean and I are headed off on our babymoon! We’re spending a long weekend at a beautiful B&B in the Shenandoah Valley, and I’m really excited for us to spend some QT together before this little one comes to totally rock our world. 🙂

And finally, in other news: I no longer seem to be the only person in Fox household who’s acting ready for this little one to get here! Sean has been so sweet & loving lately — kissing the belly, talking to her, saying goodbye to both of us when he leaves for work in the morning — and getting excited for the hospital tour and birth class stuff I signed us up for (thanks for all of your advice on this topic from last week, btw!)

Daxter has been super attached to my bump lately as well. Yep, heart officially melted.

Foxlet: Weeks 23 – 25

Hihi! Wow, I’m definitely overdue for an update! Time is really starting to fly — I feel like I’m staring down the barrel of my third trimester, and things keep moving more and more quickly. I spent last week in Atlanta with my also-pregnant sister, getting to see my beautiful nieces and going on what we dubbed our #sistermoon!

Basically, we booked ourselves an overnight stay at a fancy spa, ate some fancy meals, and spent some serious QT together. It was pretty great! Of course, the actual pregnancy pampering stuff was only a small part of my visit — I spent the rest of the time partying with my awesome nieces and scaring people away with how white my belly is, ahaha:

 

I also got to attend Mia’s very first dance recital! She was a little rockstar, and I got to experience what it must be like to be a pageant mom by loading up a 4-year-old with makeup and a sock bun.

It was a great trip, though one that ended a little more bittersweetly than usual when I realized that it might be the last time I see my nieces for quite a while! I’ll get to see my sister again in a few weeks when she comes up for my baby shower, but I might not see the girls until Christmas! Which, yes, okay, I realize isn’t really that far away, but given that I’m accustomed to getting to see them pretty much every other month, it certainly feels like eons. Although Sean pointed out that I miiiiiight have a few other things on my mind in the interim anyway, so maybe it really will seem like no time at all, lol.

And speaking of those other things, on with the Foxlet update?

Foxlet’s Size: At 25 weeks (today!), she is apparently the size of a myriad of different fruits: cantaloupe, rutabaga, acorn squash? Take your pick. She’s also apparently the size of a baseball mitt, which seems ginormous!

Weight Gained: I have officially gained another pound, which brings me back up to 7 pounds below my “starting” weight.

Symptoms: The past few weeks have been good on the food/nausea front (thank goodness!) but kind of terrible on the aches & pains front. I’ve been dealing with some pretty harsh SPD, or symphysis pubis dysfunction (also referred to as pelvic girdle pain), which basically means that because my ligaments have gone all loosey goosey to make it easier to, y’now, squeeze a watermelon out of my hoo-haa, the alignment of my pelvis has gotten a little out of whack. It’s very painful to change positions in bed when I’m laying down, and hurts to do things that requires putting weight on one leg (like putting on/taking off pants or getting out of my car.)

I’m also dealing with some heartburn and insomnia, which I’m actually pretty used to since non-pregnant Gretchen had heartburn/acid reflux and don’t really sleep all that well anyway. Both just seem to be popping up a little more frequently is all. Also a symptom lately:

PREGNANCY BRAIN IS SO REAL.

Emotions: LOL, what do you think? After I got back from my trip, I literally cried into Sean’s shirt for like 15 minutes straight over how much I missed him, how I missed the dogs so much, how I wouldn’t see the girls until Christmas… not to mention the fact that every episode of Grey’s Anatomy that I’m rewatching right now turns me into a potential tear-bomb. Basically, if you see me, there’s like a 70% chance I’m either currently crying, just cried, or am about to cry. Just ignore it.

Cravings: Still craving fresh fruit and raw veggies, along with all things sushi-related… le sigh. Cooked rolls are delicious, of course, but they just don’t fill the void that salmon nigiri has left in my life.

Aversions: No real specific or strong aversions have popped back up, so huzzah!

Sleep: As mentioned, I’ve been battling insomnia every few of nights, and have to sleep with like 3849283498 pillows (much to Sean’s delight.) My mom surprise gifted me with a new body pillow though, which I slept with last night and am in looooooorve with.

Purchases: Haven’t made any personal baby-related purchases lately, but I have been extremely fortunate to be the recipient of several gifts lately — including the entire stockpile of baby girl clothes that have lasted my sister through raising two awesome little girls. I brought an entire extra suitcase with me to Atlanta, and was only able to fit like a third of the stuff she’s handing over to me!

I feel super blessed to be able to get so much awesome clothing (granted, much of which I think I bought for Mia & Kira in the first place, lol) and baby stuff. It’s definitely nurturing that nesting feeling, too. I just want to get everything here, put away, and organized in her room. 🙂

In other news: Tomorrow morning I go in for my glucose screening test, which involves me drinking a super sweet drink and then getting my blood drawn an hour later to check and see if I’m at risk for gestational diabetes. Whether or not I could have GD has weighed on me pretty heavily so far this pregnancy, so even though I really hope that I don’t, I’m thinking it’ll be a relief just to know either way. (Well, technically even if I test positive on this screening, it doesn’t necessarily mean I have it for sure, but that I’ll have to undergo an additional, secondary blood test to find out.) So… onward!

 

Foxlet: Week 19

 
Foxlet’s Size: Foxlet is the size of an heirloom tomato according to one app, a mango according to another, and, according to a third, a hot dog! Which feels more than coincidental, considering I’ve eaten a hot dog every day for the past 5 days.

Weight Gained: I think I’ve gained another pound-ish, so I’m slowly edging back up towards my pre-pregnancy weight, yay!

Symptoms: Stiiiiiiiiiill nauseous, but pretty sure it’s continuing to get slowly better, so… yay? (Sigh.) Actual vomiting seems to be down to no more than once a week, and yet, still manages to keep me on my toes (I threw up in the sink while brushing my teeth — a first for me!) My face broke out again a few days ago as well, which is never fun for me.

The main symptom that’s reared its ugly head this past week, however, has been round ligament pain. It’s apparently very normal to feel some pain as Foxlet grows and my uterus expands. Sometimes it feels just kind of like a stretching feeling, and sometimes it’s more of a series of pangs… but the latter is, unfortunately, quite unpleasant. Apparently some women don’t really notice it, but, shockingly, I am not one of those women. On the bright side, it’s a good sign that Foxlet is growing, and is probably dancing/kicking up a storm in there.

I feel like I complain a lot when it comes to my pregnancy symptoms (though in my defense, it does feel like I’m experiencing a disproportionate amount of the bad ones), so to focus on the positive side, my hair seems to be growing faster, and my nails are supah strong!

Emotions: This week I am apparently taking a break from being my usual sobbing, weeping mess, and instead, I’m just crankypants. This past week I’ve been very irritable, and very easily annoyed. I don’t think the nasty weather from the past few days has been helping much… and my crankiness is also probably compounded by the stress of last-minute planning for the huge work event that I have coming up on Friday (my biggest event of the year). Then toss in the fact that I’m not very physically comfortable right now, and here we are. At least I’m cognizant of this being outside of the norm for me? And I like to think I’m relatively aware of when I may be overreacting to small annoyances… although I probably am not really that self-perceptive.

Cravings: Still feeling the call of fresh fruit and raw veggies, which is good, because my other recent pregnancy cravings are decidedly less good for me. Namely, hot dogs with lots o’ mustard, and ham & cheese Hot Pockets. Only that kind of Hot Pocket, though. Bring me a pizza-flavored one and watch in horror as I throw up on your shoes.

Aversions: Pizza, pasta, the dipping sauce that comes with Sean’s mozzarella sticks… red sauce is still 100% banned from my life. Aside from that, most foods are fair game… although my lingering nausea means that I still have a hard time deciding what I want to eat, and am still not eating frequently enough.

Sleep: I’ve stopped taking Unisom to help me fall asleep, and finally feel like I can get to sleep and stay asleep on my own. So, hooray! I also feel like I’m sleeping a good amount of hours, and my Fitbit doesn’t seem to indicate that I’m any more restless than usual. But, that being said, I’ve been staying up kind of late and have also been getting hungry super late at night. So, to make myself less likely to puke first thing in the morning, I’ve been getting out of bed to make myself a midnight snack most nights, lol.

Purchases: My sister gave me a Children’s Place gift card for my birthday and I just couldn’t hold off on spending it any longer, hehe. Behold the cuteness and squee:

Wearing: full-panel maternity jeans/shorts and bodycon maternity dresses pretty much exclusively. And loving it.

Missing… I mainly just miss feeling good. There is always at least a couple of hours each day where I feel pretty awful, whether it’s from feeling nauseous, being hungry, being tired, round ligament pain, or whatever combination of the above. But I count it among my blessings that I haven’t really felt super deprived of anything during this pregnancy so far, so that’s a plus for sure!

Looking Forward to… really feeling Foxlet kick! I think I may have felt her a couple of times now, but each time was like a one-off thing and it’s been really inconsistent. It feels kind of like a bubble popping inside of me? So, could be baby… or could be gas, lol.