The fantastic homemade yellow sweater set Great Grandma Lorraine made
All of the sudden, our street is hella busy for 5:45 in the morning and cars are having to drive around our stuck car. So here we are, unable to get the car back in the driveway since the hill into the driveway is too great, and we can't back it up into the street because that hill is too steep. We call his parents who live 4 minutes away, and wake them up, they head over and all three of them are pushing while I am behind the wheel, since I can't push b/c I already messed up my belly. We get it over to a parking area and try to jump start it, but the battery is hidden below other parts of the engine and the jumpstart box we are supposed to use has a lid on it that we can't get off...finally, after 5 minutes of pushing and prodding, Mike gets it off. It finally works, Brian's car is running and they all take off, leaving me home alone. I head inside, by this time, my alarm is going off, so here I am, extra tired from going to bed an hour and a half late, and getting woken up an hour and 15 minutes early...so now I am going to have to go to work on 2 hours and 45 minutes less sleep than normal (I know, I know, it is still more sleep than I will have once the baby arrives, but I was not ready for this today)...grrr....
The puppy is pawing to get out of his crate, I let him out and all of the sudden he is wound like a top. I let him outside into our fenced in backyard, and go down to shower. The shower drain is clogged. I can't figure out why it worked Sunday morning, but not today, and then I realize that Brian, after so nicely steamcleaning the carpets for me, poured the dirty water down the tub drain, which is filled with hair and lint and string that was embedded into the carpets, so now there is 4 inches of standing water in the tub, before I even switch the lever from bath mode to shower mode. I go find our plastic drain unclogger thing, and finally pull some gross crap out of the drain, and go to stand up from leaning over, and that burning pain comes back to my belly and it hurts so bad I want to cry. I put the declogger stick thing back and turn on the shower and get that over with. I get out, dry off, and go to get the dog from the backyard because if he is left alone for too long, he finds all sorts of trouble to get into or barks at things he thinks he sees. Of course, today, he thinks it will be great fun to not listen when I call him from inside our house, so I, in my towel, step out onto the deck and try to persuade him up.
Here comes the fun part, ready? Our flippin idiot cat, that I absolutely hate and want to get rid of (she decided my red chair would be a great new litter box last week), decides she wants an adventure and runs out through the sliding door, through my legs and into the yard. Now I am pissed. I run down the stairs, in my towel, and try to chase her back up. The dog thinks this is great fun and tries to jump up and grab my towel as I am trying to hold it up and grab the cat, all while yelling her name and swearing...good thing it is only like 6:15, so no one else is around or awake. Eventually the dog catches on to what I am doing and starts to chase the cat (a new fun game!) and after 30 minutes of this stupid literal cat game, he gets the cat back up the stairs, into the house. I am so angry I want to kill the cat on the spot.
So now, I have 15 minutes to get dressed, get the puppy fed, and get out the door or I will be late for work. On my way down the stairs to the bedroom, I see a huge spider on the wall. I HATE SPIDERS!!!! I grab a flip flop, bend over since it is sitting where the carpet meets the wall, real low, and smoosh the shit out of it. I feel somewhat vindicated from the stress of the morning and after stepping back to stand up, my tummy starts to hurt again, and I lose my footing and come this close to falling down the stairs, which my body reacts to by tightening up and my belly muscles clinch, making my pulled muscle strain even more, which hurts so bad I want to scream.
I have not been emotional this whole pregnancy, have never cried once or teared up or anything. At this point, I am very close to reaching that level where if I start crying, I am afraid I won't be able to stop. I swallow my soon to be tears and grab the puppy, who is sitting at the top of the stairs with his head cocked, looking at me like I have 3 heads, and bring him down to the bedroom so I can finally get dressed. He decides to be nice and just lays down on the bed, so I can get dressed. I put on my favorite and most comfy stretchy yoga pants, to see there is a whole in the crotch. AWESOME!!!! I grab my second favorite pair and put those on. I look through all my drawers to find a maternity shirt, find one, put it on, it no longer covers my ginormous belly. I chose another one, same thing. Pretty much, overnight, my belly has exceeded the size limit for all my maternity shirts and I look like white trash with my preggo gut exposed. I say f@#$ it, and grab a dress from my closet and keep my pants on because I am afraid that bending over will hurt my belly again. Isabella, at this time, has woken up and is deciding the place that is the most sore is a great place to stretch into, and is now petruding out where the muscles are stretched. I am miserable. I look like a tool, with a dress on and yoga pants, my hair is still wet, bangs are not blow dryed, but I have no time to do anything, because I have to get moving.
I feed the puppy, pen him up, grab a water bottle and head out the door. As soon as I get in my car, I see I am riding on Empty. I have enough to get to work, so don't pay attention to that anymore. I am 5 minutes away from home, and I realize, I haven't brushed my teeth, put on deoderant or face lotion or cocoa butter, which is the only thing that relieves my itchy belly skin. I still have mascara under my eyes from yesterday that the shower water helped come off and I look like a racoon. My bangs are drying frizzy, I am completely tired and worn out and to top it off, thanks to the F@#$(&* cat that I hate more than life itself, I am already going to be late for work, so I can't turn around and finish being hygenic.
I feel gross, already became an exhibitionist to the neighbors when my towel would fall off, my belly hurts and itches, Isabella is pushing on my sore muscles, I didn't grab breakfast, I am exhausted and I am late for work. I get there and see that I am working with the most crotchedy, crumudgeon employee ever to be hired at the Dept. of Corrections, which means I won't be able to listen to the radio since it "bothers" him, and I have to sit in silence (with the exception of his keyboard clicking...he types with one finger and bangs the keys like they won't work unless maximum force is applied) and just keep thinking about and reliving this awful morning. All this culminates to me wondering, IS IT AUGUST yet?
Some of the clothes we got included:
A Milwaukee brewer onesie with a bib and booties that match, from Matt Moldenhauer
A cute Hershey Kisses onesie from Leslie and an adorable Hershey kisses t-shirt from Mike (Brian's parents) (will take pics and upload them later!)
Grandma Lorraine made Bella some amazing handmade apparel, which includes a yellow jacket, yellow booties, yellow bonnet and a matching yellow blanket (I will get pics and upload them later). On Etsy.com, there are these cutie crotched baby hats that you can buy, and I found one that looks like a bear that I absolutely loved, and Marcie had a pattern made and bought the yarn, and then grandma made the hat that looks just like it! It is so perfect! I might use it for the birth announcements!
Cathy gave us a quilted blanket that was handmade from someone at the hospital she works/volunteers at. There is an organization, called "Project Linus" (like the Peanuts cartoon character that always has the blue blankie with him), and they make blankets for newborns. Some people, for whatever reason, do not keep the blanket for their baby, so she grabbed us one that was left over, and it is so cute!! I love the organization and am thrilled to have a blanket by them!
I will try to take some pictures of some of the stuff we got and post them so everyone can see how awesome the gifts are and what amazing people Isabella is going to have in her life! Thank you everyone!
I should add, that Justin and Amanda and Erin and Noa sent us our baby shower gifts a while ago, and they include a fantastic jogging stroller and a car seat sac/cover for the winter time, so Bella will not freeze in the frigid Wisconsin snow! Thank you to them again as well!
Your mind may not be anywhere near ready for your baby to arrive but your body is already making preparations. One of the ways it's getting ready is by "practicing" for labor in the form of Braxton Hicks contractions. Luckily, these are generally painless, although somewhat annoying as they can occur frequently (the middle of the night, during an important meeting, while you're trying to focus on Access Hollywood, etc). Braxton Hicks contractions feel like a sudden tightening of your uterus. This is just a little preview of what real contractions will feel like. They usually start to become noticeable around the eighth month and can become very strong by the end of your pregnancy. While you can't get rid of Braxton Hicks contractions, there are some things you can do to make yourself more comfortable, like gentle exercise (such as walking) or taking a warm, relaxing bath. Calgon, take me away. ...
From this week on, your baby will continue to gain around ½ pound a week until shortly before birth (even though it may feel like a whole lot more with every step you take). Other highlights this week:Due to increasing space constraints, your baby's arms and legs stay drawn up close to the body now, known as the fetal position (oh, so that's where that name came from!). Plus, your baby can now process information from all five senses—so she'll be all set to smell the pureed peas, taste them, feel them as she mashes them into her hair, hear you crack up and then see the flash as you grab the camera to snap picture after picture. By now, your baby's lungs are the only system not fully mature. And by mature, we're not saying that the rest of your baby's systems are mature enough to be out past 10 PM with the neighborhood hooligan, just that her lungs need a little bit more time to bake before they can kick it in the outside world. Your baby weighs about 3½ pounds and measures a little over 16 inches, about the same length as that miniskirt you used to wear (and will again someday!).
Week Thirty: Baby puts on pounds
Length is 40cm and your baby's weight is 1.4 kilograms.
The head is almost 3.5 inches (8cm) in diameter.
The feet are nearly 2.5 inches (6cm) long.
The wrinkled skin is becoming smoother now.
The baby controls its own body temperature. For several months, the umbilical cord has been the baby's lifeline to the mother. Nourishment is transferred from the mothers blood, through the placenta, and into the umbilical cord to the fetus. Their bone marrow is now responsible for red cell production. These red blood cells will continue to service your child's body by transporting oxygen and removing the wastes. Your baby begins storing iron, calcium and phosphorus. The fetus now weighs about 3 pounds. She will gain about half a pound a week until week 38. Baby is getting fatter and beginning to control its own body temperature. Baby continues to put on fat stores and the major weight gains will occur in the coming weeks. Eyebrows and eyelashes are fully developed, and hair on the head is getting thicker. Head and body are now proportioned like a newborn. Hands are now fully formed and fingernails are growing, eyelids are opening and closing. You may be starting to experience some swelling of your ankles and legs. If you have not experience swelling yet, it is highly probable that you will, as approximately 40 to 75 percent of women experience mild swelling related to pregnancy. Your uterus is now about 4 inches (10cm) above your bellybutton. It may feel like you are running out of room as your uterus grows up under your ribs. However, your fetus, placenta and uterus will continue to get larger, you still have 10 weeks to go. The average weight gain during pregnancy is 25 to 35 pounds. About half of this weight is concentrated in the growth of the uterus, the placenta, the baby and in the volume of amniotic fluid. At this point, you should be gaining about a pound (500 grams) a week.
Here are her legs, from the knees down to her feet. Her feet are actually pushing on my bladder in this one. The tech was like, "this is the exact reason you have to go to the bathroom so much. She is pushing on it right now!"
Here she is demonstrating her flexibility. Her hand and foot in the same shot. She plays with her toes a lot. Her hand and fingers are kind of curving over about to grab the toes.
So all in all, everything is looking good, the Septum isn't creating problems yet, but it might be preventing her turning to a non breech position. She actually plays with the little piece and boxes with it and grabs for it, so it is kind of like a built in play thing, ha.
We start Birthing classes on Thursday! We are both very excited! I will keep you posted!