Foxlet: Week 26 (Glucose Screen Results + Nursery Sneak Peek!)

Aloha! We’re back with another update — and actual things are happening… good and bad lol! Let’s jump in, shall we?

Foxlet’s Size: Foxlet’s just under 2 pounds and about the size of a head of lettuce or package of Oreos.

Weight Gained: My scale ran out of batteries and apparently I have like 6 boxes of AA batteries but nary a single AAA battery in my house, so I’m not really sure where I’m at this week. But I think I might’ve gained another pound or so, which would bring me back up to to -5 lbs from my pre-pregnancy weight.

Symptoms: Eh, heartburn, insomnia, SPD, general uncomfortableness… there’s not a whole lot of new stuff going on with me physically. Just some more unfortunate-but-normal stuff, which seems to be pretty much par for the course with me.

Foxlet is SUPER ACTIVE (not sure where she’s getting her athleticism from, because it certainly ain’t her couch-potato mama) and loves twirling around and punching and kicking me to high Heaven. Sean was able to feel her kicking from the outside for the first time last week, which was a really special moment for us. I think the “realness” of this whole thing is finally starting to set in for him — he’s been super sweet about rubbing and talking to my belly, and has been really into discussions about baby names and baby stuff lately too. 🙂

I’m also already deep into nesting mode — my baby shower isn’t for another few weeks, but I haven’t been able to help myself from starting to set up a few things already. Which, I know, is kind of silly because I still have months to go, but I can’t help it! Nesting! The nesting is real!

Our plan is to have her sleep in the bassinet we got in our bedroom for the first however-long and then transition her into her crib in her room downstairs when she’s sleeping “through the night” (whatever that means at the time, lol.) Our bedroom isn’t very big, with two big closets taking up an entire wall, so we just kind of have to make it work by shifting some things around (including Harry & Daxter’s beds, haha.)

Luckily, we don’t really use that one side of the closet that much anyway — it mainly houses Sean’s and my fancier clothing — suits and cocktail dresses and whatnot.

Emotions: Sooooo, as I mentioned last week, I had my 1-hour glucose screening test…

…and I failed with a blood sugar level of 146 (my OB office’s cutoff is 135). Womp wompity womp.

Not gonna lie, I was SUPER bummed out about failing my initial screening. Like, crying on the phone to the poor woman who had to call me with my results. And then crying to Sean about it. And then crying to my sister. This is despite already knowing that lots of women fail the 1-hour test, and many of those who do fail go on to pass the 3-hour test. (Dr. Google says anywhere from one-third to one-half of tested women fail the 1-hour screen, while only 3 – 9% of pregnant women actually have legit gestational diabetes.)

Well, even being aware of all that beforehand, I was still pretty upset when I got the call and am distinctly NOT looking forward to having to do the more invasive tolerance test. ESPECIALLY considering the lab tech who drew my blood last time left me looking like I’d been in some kind of weirdly specific forearm fight:

Le sigh. Anyway, my doctor’s office didn’t make it seem like it was too urgent for me to take my 3-hour glucose tolerance test, so I’m doing it at the end of this month. Basically, I get to drink another super sweet glucose drink (TBH I kind of liked the first one — it tasted kinda like super sweet non-fizzy Fanta), and then they draw my blood 4 times over the course of 3 hours (once at the beginning to establish a baseline, I believe, and then again at hours 1, 2, and 3.)

If my blood sugar is elevated outside of the normal range for 2 of the 3 blood draws, I get officially diagnosed with gestational diabetes. Which means I’ll have to go see an endocrinologist and follow a special diet and have to do those finger prick things and maybe even potentially have to give myself insulin shots! Buuuuuuuut, before I spin out of control (again), I just need to remember that those are all attached to a big “if” at this point.

So for now, I’m going to try to remain hopeful that I’m in the 20-plus percent of women that will go on to pass my 3-hour, and if I do end up having GD, I’ll cross that bridge then. After all, Foxlet’s health is obviously the most important thing here, so of course if those things need to happen, they’re gonna happen. But it doesn’t mean I’m gonna be happy about any of it, lol.

Cravings/Aversions: Been craving lots of sweet things — fruit, desserts, bubble tea. Maybe it’s my mind telling me to get in my sugars while I can, just in case I do end up having to go on a stricter diet, lol. No real aversions right now though, so continued yays there!

Sleep: Sleep is a tricky thing. When I do finally fall asleep, I think I sleep pretty hard. But the actual falling asleep part is really hard. I get uncomfortable staying in one position for too long, but sometimes it hurts to change positions while lying down because of my aforementioned SPD. Plus, my acid reflux means sometimes I need to be laying kind of upright so as not to aggravate my esophagus. I continue to be very grateful that I work from home and don’t have to adhere to a super early alarm clock.

Purchases: I went ahead and ordered a Nanit baby monitor — they’re backordered until August, so I figured I’d go ahead and bite the bullet now. Calling itself the “Tesla of baby monitors,” this monitor is supposed to provide a great quality picture, secure access via your phone, includes temperature + humidity sensors, a special night light that’s not supposed to wake the baby when you go check on her, and white noise/nature sounds functionality as well.

Plus, the “Nanit Insights” feature (an extra subscription) stores video from throughout the night and even compiles a little highlight video for you each morning so you can check on how well the baby did the night before. It has a bunch of sleep analysis features as well that are supposed to let you know how well your baby slept, and help you figure out sleep improvements and whatnot. Which, eh, I’m mildly skeptical of how accurate/scientific that part of it all is, but I’m sure it’ll still be fun and interesting for us, haha.

I was also lucky to receive a couple more baby gifts this week, so in addition to getting her bassinet set up in our own bedroom, I have wasted no time starting to get Foxlet’s room in order as well. Sean’s parents very generously gifted us with our crib and mattress, and I just couldn’t keep myself from setting it up!

Man, talk about making this whole thing feel real! A crib feels VERY REAL, let me tell you.

It’s taking a bit of time to figure out how everything’s going to work in her room, as our house only has two bedrooms, so her room is also our guestroom. So it was already full of furniture that I’m trying to repurpose for the baby as best I can. The main thing is trying to work around the bed, which I’m reluctant to get rid of because I think it’s sure to come in handy after she’s born — whether for actual guests or just for me, haha.

So setting up her room is involving a lot of trial-and-error, shifting things around, and just seeing where things fit (or don’t.) For example, in order to fit the crib in there at all, we have to push the bed pretty far over to one side (it used to be centered in between the two windows). It’s not ideal, but I think it kinda works? I’ll be playing with the layout of everything a lot more, so I guess we’ll see how it all ends up.

So there are still tons of changes to come, of course, along with swapping out a bunch of the current decor, adding new stuff, and performing a general girlification of the room, hehe. But consider this your very first peek at what Foxlet’s nursery will be like!

I also haven’t decided if I like the cranes pulled to the side like curtains (how it is pictured above), or if I want to cut some of the strands so they all hang straight down (the way they used to), but in a way that kinda forms an arch over/around the crib. It’s probably kind of hard to visualize, but… thoughts? If I leave it as it is now, I’ll definitely be putting a decal or some artwork or something on the wall in the middle.

In other news: I’ve put together a rough birth plan document and pre-registered at the hospital (for anyone who’s familiar with the local hospital system, I’ll be delivering at INOVA Fairfax), and am now looking into birth classes for Sean and me to take. Although, I have heard some mixed things about taking birth classes.

Some friends say they really loved theirs and thought it was really valuable, and some have said it didn’t really provide any new information and was kind of a waste of time/money. As someone who is neurotic Google-happy watches a lot of medical tv shows prone to doing tons of research and self-education anyway, I am wondering if I’ll fall into the latter category. I mean, I’ve already read through like 3 baby books, am constantly perusing the BabyCenter forums, and am listening to the Pregnancy Podcast every night before bed soooooo… lol.

I imagine birth classes are one of those things that can’t possibly hurt to do (and might be especially great to get Sean more comfortable with things), but I’d love to hear from you guys on whether you felt taking a birth class was necessary (or, if not necessary, then at least warranted.)

Anyway, that certainly catches us up (and then some!) to what’s been going on lately. See you in week 27!

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.

Foxlet: Week 14

Ahhhh, week 14! This update is coming at you a bit belatedly due to all the extra vomiting and terribleness that has plagued me for the past few days. Luckily (*knocks on wood*), yesterday seemed to be a turning point where I was able to go the entire day without feeling super nauseous AND was even able to eat an entire Egg McMuffin meal to boot. I can’t even remember the last time I ate anything that you could call an actual “meal” so this is a real boon!

I had an Elite Event last night, too, so it finally gave me an excuse to get out of the house, wear makeup, and not look like a total sorry-for-myself butt. Huzzah!

Foxlet’s Size: Foxlet is currently the size of a nectarine, or a donut!

Weight Gained: Feeling like a broken record, but nothing has changed here. In fact, the few pounds it looked like I had re-gained last week have disappeared again, so I’m back to about 15 pounds down from my pre-pregnancy weight. Who knew that this was the weight-loss solution I’ve been searching for my whole life!

Symptoms: Cross your fingers for me that I really am in the homestretch of my “morning” sickness and nausea! It’s hard to predict, because one day I’ll think that I’m turning a corner, and then the next day I’ll be crouched over my porcelain throne for 25% of the day, but yesterday was my first legitimately good day since, um, week 4. Please, pleeeeeeease let this awful stage of baking this little cinnamon bun be over!

Aside from that, I’ve mainly been experiencing exhaustion, some round ligament pain as my uterus is growing and stretching, and of course…

Emotions: Unsurprisingly, I’m a huge, ridiculous mess when it comes to watching movies these days. I went to see Beauty & the Beast with Ben & Tay and cried sooooo much (also, I loved it!). I mean, like, literally as soon as it transitioned from the Disney intro with the castle into the classic opening theme, I was already a wreck (it was such a seamless transition!).

I also re-watched Moana for the first time since seeing it in the theatres and was destroyed multiple times. God, it’s so good. Like, I’m legitimately getting teary just thinking about it again now.

Cravings: No super strong cravings yet, although last night when I ate my post-event Egg McMuffin, I wanted another one, so I’m going to chalk that up as a kind of craving? Mainly I just want to celebrate that I ate a real thing! And still wanted more! What a novel feeling after the past couple months!

Aversions: Red sauce is still the bane of my existence, and I still have that know-I-should-eat-something-but-just-can’t-fathom-putting-anything-in-my-mouth feeling more often than not. I just stare into my open refrigerator, breathing through my mouth because the smells emanating from the fridge are a little bit much, wracked with indecision.

Sleep: Still vacillating between being a sleep monster and an insomniac. The night before last I went to bed at 9:30 and didn’t get out of bed until… 9:30. And then also took a nap from 2 to 4. The night before that, I could hardly sleep at all.

Wearing: I tried to wear jeans to my Elite Event last night and had to bust out the wide waistband extender, so I think my decision to primarily wear leggings and dresses is still a good one.

Missing… being carnivorous. I guess it’s not really a bad thing, but my meat consumption is way, way down and I do miss the idea of a delicious steak (even if I’m not missing steak itself.)

Looking Forward to… God-willing, being over this nauseous, sad-sack side of pregnancy and hopefully on my way to the whole joyous, glowing, wonderful second-trimester stuff I keep hearing about!

Foxlet: Week 12

Week 12 is here, hallelujah! This means I’m almost out of my first trimester (I guess that technically happens at the end of this week?) and hopefully *fingers crossed* am on my way out of these first trimester symptoms as well. I was 12 weeks on the dot yesterday, but I wanted to wait to post until after my doctor’s appointment, cause I got a new framer to show you, hehe.

That’s a real human baby in there!

Foxlet’s Size: Foxlet is currently the size of a plum, apricot, or my personal fave, a french macaron!

Weight Gained: Still down about the same amount from the beginning of my pregnancy (~13-14 pounds), so no weight gained, although I can definitely tell the shape of my body is starting to change. So no new weight seems to have packed on (yet…), but things appear to be redistributing, lol.

Symptoms: Every time I think I’m on the up and up nausea-wise, it tends to rear its ugly head. Things are still the worst in the evenings, starting around 5 PM and lasting until I go to sleep. But the daytime tends to be all right most of the time, so I’m taking what I can get!

My current most-hated symptom is actually not the nausea, but the terrible terrible terrible breaking out that is happening to my skin! I know this is like sooooooo #whitegirlprobs, but I’ve always had really clear skin, even in high school, so dealing with acne now is actually starting to affect my self-esteem. Let’s just say that glowing, I am not. Le sigh.

Emotions: Errrrm, yeah. I had a dream the other night that Sean and I got a new puppy, and then when I woke up and it wasn’t true I started bawling in bed. Also am crying every time I find Foxlet’s heartbeat on the fetal doppler at home (point of fact: I do not recommend getting a fetal doppler because I couldn’t actually find the heartbeat until 3 days ago and it was causing a lot of “Is my baby dead?!?” anxiety). Also cried at the OB’s office yesterday. Also started bawling when I started thinking about the possibility of Harry dying before Foxlet is born. Also may be getting choked up right now just typing that sentence.

Cravings: Still no specific cravings, as finding food that seems palatable is still my main mission every day. In general, I seem to prefer sweet foods to savories, and can always eat fruit, so I look forward to my future hyperactive sugar-baby.

Aversions: Some of my aversions seem to be subsiding, so that’s really good! I’ve been able to start eating french fries again (huzzah!!) although am still super turned off by the thought of pizza and most meat.

Sleep: Been battling insomnia for the past week, so I have to take a sleep aid at night (Unisom – safe for pregnancy) to help me fall asleep. Once I’m out, though, I’m pretty good at staying asleep and am still getting enough hours in at night that I’ve been able to avoid napping (for now!).

Wearing: The maternity clothes that I ordered arrived this week, so I’ve tried it all on and I kiiiind of love them. My bump is still not so much a bump as my normal bowl full of jelly + some super fun bloating, but as I mentioned above, I can tell that my shape is changing and that means that even without having gained weight, my pants are already much tighter than they used to be. Enter:

The new hotness.

I got like 3 different types of maternity shorts (over-belly, under-belly, side panel) because I’ll be my most pregnant at the hottest time of the year in Northern VA (not great panning on my part) but seeing as how it’ll be 70 degrees today, I might bust these puppies out a little bit early, gahahaha. I’m sure you’ll be seeing the rest of my maternity wardrobe very soon.

Purchases: Aside from some new clothes for me, I haven’t bought anything else new for baby yet.

Missing… nausea-free evenings.

Looking Forward to… Well, as of this time yesterday I would’ve said I was looking forward to finding out the sex of the baby. Which, obviously, I still am (VERY MUCH SO), but I thought that at my appointment yesterday I was getting a blood test that would A) screen for genetic stuff, but also B) able to tell me the sex of the baby (so early!). Weeeeell, turns out that is a different kind of test than the one I actually got, and the kind I want likely wouldn’t be covered by insurance because I’m not having a high-risk pregnancy. (Which, I get is a good thing, I know.) And without insurance would cost like $2,000. Lol.

Anyway, I’m just bummed because I thought I was going to get to find out early, and now I won’t get to know until the 20 week anatomy scan like everyone else. I know, I know, woe is me. I know this all probably sounds super dumb, but I can’t help it: I wanna knooooow! So now I’m considering going to one of those elective ultrasound places where you pay like $70 and they can tell you as early as 14 weeks (although I’d probably wait til at least 16 weeks to increase accuracy.) Does that seem stupid to pay extra money just so I can find out the sex a few weeks earlier? I mean, if we have the technology…

Okay, enough whining about that. It should go without saying that obviously my biggest hope is just for a healthy, happy baby, and so far, the docs say that everything looks exactly as it should, and Foxlet is perfectly on track for 12 weeks — yay!