Little's Life

Little's Life

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

From 0 to 20 in 6 months

So today was my 24 week (6 months) appt. I can tell Andrew's grown quite a bit in the last 2 months based on my new profile and the fact that only 2 pair of my pre-pregnancy jeans pull on past my thighs but BOY was I thrown for a loop when the magic numbers appeared on the scale today. Before I hopped on, I told the nurse, "I'm gonna guess 131" - that was about 2 more pounds than I was really hoping for but since I gained 6 pounds the month before, I thought I'd guess on the high side. ......................................I didn't.
I weighed
((((ready for this???))))
That's a 9 pound gain from last month! I didn't think it was even possible to gain 9 pounds in a month! At my 4 month checkup, I had only gained 5 pounds. In the 8 weeks since then, I've packed on 15 more. GREAT GOOGLY MOOGLY! I've gained 20 pounds already and I've still got up to 4 months to go. At this rate I will weigh 175lbs and birth a 42 lb baby. My Midwife actually handed me a flyer to one of the gyms on post and told me I might think about giving them a call. . . .sigh. Ok, in my defense, the gym has been closed for a month and won't re-open til Nov 1st. Until it closed, I was going twice a week and doing yoga 3xs a week. Apparently that's what was keeping my weight gain below average. Because I haven't changed the way I've been eating. I'm not a fast food person - I have it maybe twice a month. I cook dinner just about every night. Yes, I eat sweets, but I've always eaten sweets, so that's not new. UGH! Oh and when I told Midwife that my original goal was to not outweigh my husband she laughed and said, "Yeah well that's probably going to happen. You should just get used to that now." I almost fell off the exam table. HILARIOUS! I am so glad I have a midwife with a sense of humor. As horrified as I was at literally blowing up in the last 2 months, Midwife had me cracking up the entire time I was there.

The good news is that weight gain is at its worst during the end of the 2nd trimester, which is where I'm at right now. About a month from now, my belly will still expand and Andrew will gain weight but my overall gain should slow. Midwife said that people who start off with a height/weight/BMI like I did can gain about 35-40 pounds without it being considered excessive.So I'm not "excessive" yet but I am well on my way.
Guess what I'm doing tomorrow? Yup, finding a new gym or walking outside now that it's below 70 in the mornings/evenings.
So here's what a 135lb, 6 months pregnant Katherine looks like.

Oh, you wanted to see the belly. My bad. But isn't my new camera wonderful?! Canon Rebel XTI!

So I've definitely got a kid in that belly, but I don't think I look fat. And if you think I do then you can kindly keep it to yourself (Christie). ;)

In other news, I've finished painting the nursery finally! It took an entire week thanks to a 3 day migraine, several trips to Sherwin Williams, and a husband who refused to lift a paint brush. Yup, that's right ladies and gentlemen, Samuel T did not place one drop of paint on his son's walls, he made his very pregnant wife do it all by herself. I even had to paint inside the closet bc it was mint green (now it's white). Yes Mom, Brooke, Sherry, and Mamaw, I did wear a mask. Sam had one in his crime scene bag - it was attractive, let me tell ya! The design came out exactly like I'd pictured it. I'm really excited with how it turned out! I will absolutely NEVER paint without Gran ever again, though. If she can't come then we're hiring someone local. I still need to get a little table to go next to the recliner, which I slipcovered so the year of baby barf wouldn't ruin it, a lamp, and a closet system (a bookcase or some other form of shelving). I also have to add the letters, put up shelves, and put together all the furniture. Maybe Mister will actually help me out on this part... pictures once it's finally done!

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Belly full of Wiggles

Last night when I was lying in bed, Andrew decided to float to the surface. He was right under my belly button, face up and flailing around. It was the creepiest thing ever.... hahah! There was so much motion that I was afraid to look. I thought I'd see something like this:Obviously, I wouldn't bc this picture is a fake but still. I put my hand over him and felt all 4 limbs moving at once. There were ripples and punches and kicks and he rolled over a few times...all under my hand. I actually felt his entire little body moving around. He's still so tiny! He barely weighs over a pound, according to THE pregnancy manual -

Book says I should really start expanding now since I'm in the last 4 weeks of my 2nd trimester. Yep, that's right, I've been pregnant for 6 whole months now. 3 full months and some weeks to go. Unless of course Andrew is one of those kids who refuses to come out and I have to carry him for 42 weeks before they'll hit me up with pitocin. But I hope that doesn't happen. My mom was induced with all 3 of hers so we'll see. I want to go into labor spontaneously, not because some Doctor drugged me into it. I mean heck, if I'm gonna be pregnant, I want to go all out and experience all of it. Now I'm not saying I want a natural delivery - no no NO! Hit me with the epidural! I just want to have the "Hey Babe, I think it's time" moment when you realize these aren't Braxton Hicks and little man is really on the way. But once I'm at the hospital? Yeah, stick that needle in my spine, please.


~ 6lbs, 15.5oz ~ 20in ~ Sept.26 3:12 a.m. ~

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Thou shalt not feed thy fetus pancakes

Ok, ok, I get it! You don't like pancakes! BLAH. I made it to 21 weeks and 6 days without "revisiting" a meal but Andrew decided today was the day. I NEVER throw up (un-alcoholicaly, that is - yeah, I made up a word. That's how words get invented; someone just blurts one out). And hopefully this will be the one and only time it happens. Do you hear that, son? Do not make Mommy barf! MAN I'm glad that was never a part of my morning sickness those 2 weeks I had it.

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Half Baked

So I hit the halfway point on Thursday - 5 months down, 5 to go! (Yes, that equals 10 months....pregnancy is 40 weeks, not 36. I have no idea why everyone says 9 months when it's really 10)
I've gained 11 pounds so far but it feels like 20. I can only imagine how heavy I'll feel when I really do hit the 20 pound mark.
I am dead tired in this picture but it was the day I hit 20 weeks so I wanted to mark it with a picture. It is SO hard to sleep on your side when you're regularly a belly/back sleeper. I keep waking up to flip over bc my hips hurt from the pressure.
We had a new ultrasound the other day but I'm not posting those pictures bc they are crap. I could scribble on a piece of paper and paste it on here and it would be just as clear as what the Army tried to pass off as Andrew. I think we got spoiled at 4D Peek. They have WONDERFUL equipment there.

I feel like I just found out like a week ago and I'm already halfway done. Good grief, I need to get on that nursery. We've ordered the furniture already - here it is:

We are thinking chocolate brown on the walls with either his name or a Bible verse scripted onto the wall. Any suggestions? No, we're not using the quote from 1st Samuel about "For this child we have prayed" bc we already have that on a ceramic plate (thanks Gigi!) that we'll have in there. Plus he wasn't planned so we didn't technically start praying for him until after he was already growing in there. We still have to move all the guest room furniture out and into the office, paint the walls, figure out what else is going on the walls, find bedding, finish fitting Sam's stuff into my closet (which has been ROUGH! I had to give up half my closet that was already over stuffed), order a slipcover for the recliner after we figure out the nursery colors....pick the high chair (we've narrowed it down to 2), find room in the kitchen cabinets for bottles and whatnot, BLAH! Do you know how frusterating it is to find time to do these things when your husband really wants to help but is hardly ever home on the weekends bc he's off saving the world? And when he is home on a Saturday, he usually has duty which means he cannot be more than 30 minutes from the base and the closest place to buy baby stuff is in Nashville, 45 min. away? WHY did I have to fall for Superman? Now I know how Lois Lane felt. eesh.

BUT, HEY - HE'S NOT IN IRAQ OR AFGHANISTAN, RIGHT? Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand he's not going anytime soon!!!!!!!!!! We found out a few days ago that he's being held back from the next deployment bc they want him to stay behind as a senior agent to help run the office. So Mr will get to see the first crawl, the first step, hear the first word, etc instead of hearing about them from me or watching them on a webcam or dvd I send to the desert. THANK GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now of course this is the Army and all things are subject to change at any second of any day - but as of now, Mr's not heading to Afghanistan next spring. WOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOO!