How far along? 32 weeks for the sake of this post. I will actually be 33 weeks tomorrow!
Total weight gain: Ohhh boy, well, I'm officially well on my way to becoming the beached whale I keep talking about being..I've gained a total of 25 pounds (146 pounds for this girl). I'm pretty sure that eating 58 red velvet cupcakes has nothing to do with that either.
Stretch marks? No stretch marks & the scar on my stomach hasn't gotten bigger. But sometime within the past few weeks I've become very...vein-y? My stomach looks like an alien is forming with all of the veins showing through my skin!
Here's a picture from a few weeks ago. See the veins?
Sleep: Need more. Not going to happen. Not thrilled about that. Not going to survive. Not very optimistic about any energy coming back. Ever.
Best moment this week: I had a quick ultrasound, not a 4d or anything but I did get to see the little booger. I also got to finally figure out how she is positioned in the big ol' tum tum.
Just like the picture below:
Worst moment this week: Heartburn is back in full force. I'm eating Tums like it's my job. Adam started reading the label and informed me that it says "do not consume more than 6 tablets within a 24 hour period." He then asked me how many I had eaten. Which I replied, "Seven. And that was just during the past hour."
Food cravings: Fried Rice. I'm planning on going to Tokyo for lunch tomorrow and only eating fried rice. Or maybe I'll go to Hooters and get wings?! Damn you, cravings!
Gender: Girl-Presley Grace!
Labor signs: Thought I was having contractions but turns out I had a UTI. More on that in a minute.
Belly button in/out: It's hanging on for dear life. It'll be a complete outtie before too long!
What I miss: Sleeping on my stomach! I'm so tired of sleeping on my (left) side!
Symptoms: Swollen feet/ankles, aching back, clumsy-ness, and the lovley aching vag.
What I am looking forward to: Moving in a few weeks! Then I can finally get her room set up! Right now everything we have for her is in our kitchen..it's ridiculous!
This past week has been a rough one. I definitely feel very pregnant and strangers don't let me forget that I am knocked up. Pretty much everyone asks when I'm due, followed by the "Oh, but you're so tiny!!" comment. It also doesn't help when my (almost) 8 year old nephew says,"Dang Linds, you're about to explode!"
I also made a quick trip to the ER one night. For the past two weeks I had been having really bad cramping starting at my belly button that would shoot down. I ignored it for a little bit because I assumed it was just ligaments stretching and all that junk. After a few more days of it going on non-stop I decided to call the on-call doctor at the hospital. He told me to take a warm bath and lay down for a little bit to see if that helps. Well, like the concerned parent I am, I fell asleep and went on with my life. A few more days pass and I called the nurse at my doctors office just to see if I should be freaking out at this point. She tells me that it's probably just ligament pain but if I start to bleed or "leak water" to freak out. I said okay, then started to wonder how I would know if I was "leaking water" if I was spending the whole day in a pool? Naturally, I ignored the pain and got my tan on. (Sorry this story is dragging on!) Any who, a few days later I finally gave in and called the on call doctor working that night and told him what had been going on. He told me since it had been going for so long that he'd like for me to come in and get monitored to see if it was contractions. Adam was out of town so my Mom came over and took me, I got hooked up to those super annoying belt things and sat there for 20 minutes.
CONCLUSION TO THIS SUPER ANNOYING STORY.......
a freakin UTI.
One dose of antibiotics and I'm golden.
Like I said, I'm done. Done. With. Pregnancy.