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: 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: Week 20 (Halfway there!)

Well helloooooo Week 20! We are officially at the halfway point of this pregnancy, which is kind of crazy to think about. On the one hand, it already feels like I’ve been pregnant forever (partially because I found out pretty much as early as one is able to, lol), but on the other, it feels like September’s gonna be here before I know it!

Foxlet’s Size: Foxlet is the size of an artichoke, banana, or a pint of root beer. Mmmm, root beer…

Weight Gained: Holding steady this week; nothing gained, nothing lost.

Symptoms: Nausea is continuing to get better, huzzah! I had a super visceral vomiting reaction to Sean showing me something that had gone bad in the fridge and asking “Do you know what this was?” (recommendation for all husbands/partners/families/roommates of pregnant women: don’t do that.) But other than that one off, I haven’t been throwing up, and my nausea in general seems to finally be lightening up… as long as I keep food in my stomach, that is! If I let myself get too hungry, I get super nauseous and feel terrible, but now that I’ve identified the cause, it’s definitely my own fault when it happens. Which means I can’t really blame the baby anymore, darn.

I’m still experiencing pretty bad round ligament pain though, and what I think is a mild form of pelvic girdle pain. On the bright side, those little maybe-gas-maybe-baby pops and bubbles I was feeling last week? They’re definitely Foxlet rolling around in there! I can feel her multiple times a day now, especially at night or when I’m leaning forward. It’s both totally weird and super awesome at the same time.

Emotions: Less cranky this week than last, and just kind of all-over-the-place-emotional again.

Cravings: Fruuuuuuuit (as always), xiao long bao (soup dumplings), ham & cheese Hot Pockets, and blueberry eggo waffles. I am the healthiest.

Aversions: Hallelujah! I think my red sauce aversion seems to be going away! I successfully ate dishes that had some kind of red sauce not once, but twice this past week! Sean made eggplant parmesan one night at home, and I noshed on some meatballs at Alta Strada when meeting a friend for lunch. Victory at last!

Sleep: It’s been okay this week. It takes me a while to really feel tired, and I get hungry around midnight so my bedtime routine lately has included a late-night snack, lol. I’m really loving the pregnancy wedge pillow I picked up on Amazon shoved under my bump.

Purchases:  So my lesson this week is that I’m not allowed to go into baby stores anymore, because I will buy something. Apparently window shopping just isn’t really a thing for me anymore. Exhibit A:

Also, Sean and I met up with his aunt & uncle who were in town visiting us, and they totally spoiled Foxlet! Not gonna lie, I’m finding that the getting-presents part of being pregnant is pretty great. 😉

Wearing: started busting out the belly bands and I really love how much support they give. Plus I feel like they help round out my bump and makes it look cuter, heh.

Missing… raw fish, man! At my big event on Friday, one of the vendors was serving up these insane poke bowls, while another was serving perfect-looking sashimi, and I wanted both soooooo badly.

Looking Forward to… my Level 2 ultrasound next week! This is the “big” ultrasound where you get to see tons of stuff, they explain all about how the baby is developing, and you find out the sex (unless you’re me, and you elected to find out on your own 4 weeks ago, lol.) I’m super excited to get into all the nitty gritty details of how she’s developing (and to confirm that she really is a girl… juuuust in case).

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 17 & 18

Helloooooo! So in case you missed last week’s news

We found out that there’s a baby girl growing inside me! Sean and I are both super excited, and extra terrified, hehe. And now we’ve successfully arrived at week 18, so read on if you’re interested in how this little lady (squee!) is doing!

 
Foxlet’s Size: Foxlet is the size of a tall Frappuccino with whipped cream on top! Or, y’know, a bell pepper or an artichoke.

Weight Gained: I don’t even know right now. My weight seems to fluctuate up and down by 2-3 pounds on any given day, and sometimes more than that. I actually kind of freaked out a few days ago because the scale said I’d dropped an additional 5 pounds, which would have brought my overall pregnancy weight loss to almost 20 pounds! And, as I’ve said before, while it’s not uncommon nor a bad thing for me to have lost weight (since I started out overweight), I’m getting to the point where things should probably be evening back out. But since that 5-libbie loss occurred after a night fraught with toilet-hugging, I realize (now, in the light of day and sanity) that it doesn’t count.

If I had to guess based on, I dunno, averages or whatever, I’d venture that I’m like 12-ish pounds below my pre-pregnancy weight. I think I’m slowly starting to gain my lost pounds back, but I’m still in the red for right now. And I still barely even understand how that’s the case, since hardly any of my non-maternity pants fit anymore and I already feel like a walking stomach.

Symptoms: Dude, I am EIGHTEEN WEEKS and my nausea still hasn’t gone away! I’m starting to get to the point where I’m more pissed about that than anything else. 12 weeks, they said. Then 14 – 16 weeks. Well, heeere we are, and I’m still spending most nights rubbing my belly (in an attempt to quell my nausea, not for good luck.) I’m trying to keep things in perspective and remember that it wasn’t that long ago that I was nauseous literally 24/7, so things really have been getting better, it’s just still not great. I’d say I feel good like 30% of the time, okay (not great, but not terrible) 40% of the time, and still pretty damn awful 30% of the time.

At least the active puking seems to have primarily taken a backseat… aside from twice this past Sunday, including once while at church. Happy Easter to me! (Don’t worry, I made it to the bathroom and didn’t end up heaving into the collection plate.) And the lessening vomitous activity is definitely a good thing, because (and this most definitely has TMI written all over it, but whatever, pregnancy is gross) lately throwing up has involved simultaneously peeing my pants. YUP. Now, if you’re suddenly thinking that I’m the most disgusting person who’s ever walked the face of this planet, this is apparently a pretty common issue at this point in pregnancy — just ask the hilarious genius behind Alpha Mom if you don’t believe me:

(Side note: if you’re pregnant and not subscribed to Alpha Mom’s weekly pregnancy updates, you are seriously missing out. They. Are. Everything.)

Aside from those oh-so-lovely symptoms, additional ones lately include breast tenderness, round ligament pain (a kind of stretching/pulling/occasionally sharp pain as my uterus continues to grow), and getting embarrassingly short of breath from doing things like… pacing while I’m talking on the phone. Lol.

Emotions: Here are just some of the most recent Reasons that Pregnant Gretchen is Crying:

  • My mom asked my dad to switch seats during Easter brunch
  • I died in a video game I’ve been playing
  • My friend Jackie unexpectedly brought me bubble tea when we met up for dinner
  • I’m babysitting Pixel (my brother’s dog) and all three dogs looked up for a photo at the same time

  • Phoebe temporarily died for the 34892598th time on Charmed
  • I couldn’t find my right flip flop
  • Daxter crawled into my lap while I was trying to take a belly pic and fell asleep on my baby bump
  • I ate all the hot dog buns in the house but we still had hot dogs leftover
  • My sister sent me a ridiculously cute picture of my niece Kira

Okay, I guess you can’t really blame me for that last one. ::heart eyes emoji::

Cravings: Raw fruit and veggies are still a big craving, as is sandwiches with lots of mustard on them. Raaaaaandom. In general I’m just so happy that appetite has started coming back (yay!), so I’m finally able to eat foods that I have barely been able to look at for the past few months. Though, I’m definitely not back to my old self by any means because I’m still awfully picky about what I want/am willing to eat.

On the more stereotypical pregnancy craving front, I have been indulging in ice cream relatively regularly, and I ain’t mad about it.

 
Aversions: Still having that big marinara/red sauce aversion, which means I have officially surpassed my lifetime record for the longest period of time gone without eating pizza. On the plus side, meat’s finally back on the menu! Huzzah!

Sleep: Sleep’s been kind of iffy. I’m trying not to take Unisom as often right now, as I fear I’ve been getting too reliant on it (plus it made me sleep SUPER late sometimes, which delays eating, which makes me more likely to be nauseous…). Which means that sometimes I sleep fine, but sometimes I toss and turn all night, or I have those nights where even though you know you must have fallen asleep at some point, it feels like all you’ve done for 8 straight hours is lay there thinking about stuff. Also, my crazy vivid pregnancy dreams have been making a comeback lately.

Purchases: I made the grave mistake of going to Target on Monday to pick up supplies for a Yelp event I’m planning, and got immediately waylaid by the baby section. And while you should be VERY proud of me for being able to resist picking up the teeny watermelon baby bikini below, I couldn’t quite stop myself from procuring just a couple of wee little baby tings. Heh. It’s just a set of socks and washcloths though, so I still think I was rather restrained!

 
Wearing: I have fully jumped aboard the maternity clothes train and I’m loving it. Why haven’t I been wearing maternity clothes my entire life?! They’re so comfortable and they make my bump look way cuter. I’ve picked up the majority of my maternity wardrobe online from Old Navy, got a few pieces from H&M (didn’t even know they carried maternity or baby clothes until recently!), and I also just ordered a dress from Pink Blush Maternity after salivating over the gorgeous maternity dress that Ashley wore for Easter. Love that they have a huge, well-stocked plus size maternity section to peruse!

Missing… not much right now, actually! I’m not really feeling deprived, I just continue to be eager to have my nausea be gone 100%… and am getting a little fearful that that might not ever really happen for me.

Looking Forward to… my big Yelper Party next week! It’s my biggest bash of the year — free food, awesome entertainment, the works! — and this year’s theme is Yelp Goes Gatsby, so it’ll be extra fun! (Though admittedly, trying to find an era-appropriate dress that works with this belly has been slightly less fun.) This is one of just a few events I throw that’s open to literally anyone who RSVPs on Yelp (plus it’s totally FREE to attend with the option to donate at the door to benefit the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society) so if you live in the DMV area, you should totally come out!