Saturday, January 26, 2013

25 weeks and the 'joys' of pregnancy

We meet again...4 weeks later...right on time!

So, last time I left off at the end of December. Let's keep going, shall we? On New Year's Eve, Chris and I went to Bloomington for a New Year's concert at the Bluebird! The band was Reverend Peyton's Big Damn Band and they are amazingly awesome. I like to refer to them as 'punky bluegrass'. You can Google them and give it a listen you want! I know, I'm sure you're all thinking "Whoa, whoa, whoa...you are pregnant! Why are you going to a concert especially that late at night?!" Well, firstly, yes, I am crazy. I was 21 weeks pregnant at the time of the concert. To make this as easy as possible, my lovely husband suggested (forced me, rather) to call the bar and see if we could reserve a table (I thought they would laugh at me). Shockingly, they did let us reserve a table (at no extra cost!) and it was a great view of the stage but back enough out of the way that we wouldn't be surrounded by people. We got to the venue pretty early and, thanks to my lovely hubby again, they let us in early so I could sit at the table and not have to stand outside in the cold for the doors to open! We met a really (drunk) nice couple that we ended up sharing our booth/table with. They were from Illinois and drove all the way here to see The Rev! We were impressed to say the least. The woman and I talked about my pregnancy and body image, oddly enough. Granted, she was drunk enough that she asked me how far along I was about 3 times...so I'm not sure how serious of a conversation we were having in a loud bar. The show was amazing, the crowd was awesome, we didn't go to bed until around 3 am, and I made it through the night without giving up and just wanting to go home! (Well, back to the hotel we got for the night that was a block away from the venue.) I did, however, manage to pull my groin towards the back of my right thigh while maneuvering around my uncomfortable booth seat at some point during the night.

I thought I was just chaffed. That's what it felt like...at first. Then I realized my leg was hurting when I lifted it or put pressure on it. Only I could manage to have a totally smooth pregnancy so far and pull my groin while SITTING IN A BOOTH. A week after I realized it was probably my groin, I called my midwife. They said to use ice and heat and rest it. Which I pretty much figured, but I wanted to make sure they didn't want to see me for any reason. Thankfully, they didn't. It has been 4 full weeks since pulling my groin...and it still hurts. My midwife said it will probably take longer than usual to heal since I'm pregnant and all my joints and muscles are all loosey-goosey.

So, moving on! At the end of the 2nd week of January we had our 2nd anatomy scan. This one was much faster but still fun. The tech got some good shots of our baby and they will be below! This was a great in-and-out day at the doctor's office. Oh, we also started our baby registries! We registered items at Target and Burlington Coat Factory. We only have about 30 items each registered and still need to go to Babies R Us...I'm exhausted already! I finalized plans (aka gave them a list of what I do and do not want) with my mom and sister and I have a date for my Muncie (hometown) baby shower. I also think I have a date for the baby shower my mother-in-law is throwing for her side of the family. Then, I still need to get a date for the baby shower my ex-step mother in law wants to throw for Chris's dad's side of the family. Yes, that's right, I'm having 3 baby showers...yes, I am exhausted already. So, needless to say...we need to get more stuff on our registries! I also intend to do books instead of cards, which is an excellent idea I got from my friend Elizabeth.

The 3rd week of January (last week), we started our Bradley Method classes. I was really looking forward to this class! I was very anxious to see how many other couples were going to be there and I was curious to see if I was the fattest woman there. (This is a fat girl thing. I guarantee every fat girl, at least once in her life, has checked a room full of people to see if they were the biggest one there...I am, if you're curious.) Our Bradley instructor, Dana, is very happy and chatty. Her house is huge and is located in Carmel, Indiana. Lots of big houses in big editions where you have to pay dues to live in your neighborhood and have rules about what you can and cannot have in your yard. (Sounds lovely, right?) She is also a professional jazz singer and musician, which is part the reason I chose her! As for the class, there are 10 other couples NOT including Chris and I. Her basement was literally full of pregnant girls. They are all very nice so far. Lots of different types of people with different jobs...I'm pretty sure Chris and I were some of the poorest people there, but that's really a moot point. All the women there want the same thing...a natural birth! A couple of the women even want a water birth. I had a couple women ask me about my hospital (one said she had gone on a tour there already and thought it was dirty. In reality, it's just one of the oldest - and best - hospitals in the city to have a baby in). All-in-all, if I don't get burnt out with life (the class is 7-9 pm on Thursdays), I think these classes will be very beneficial. We have already learned some relaxation positions and some exercises for stretching and strengthening muscles we will be using in labor and birth. I think Chris will get a lot out of them and will be a big help during labor when the time comes. Yay, exciting!

The next Thursday, I had a midwife appointment in the morning. I met with Jill and she had a midwife-in-training with her as well...which I am totally okay with. I'm all about teaching and educating people, so why not let someone experience a pregnant fat girl with a lap band? Jill was very happy to see that I had only gained 2 pounds since my last visit. That's right....I gained 2 pounds in 4 weeks AND I haven't been able to walk stairs all month due to my pulled groin (I tried in the beginning...it was awful, and kind of dumb). I gave myself a mental high-five for that one. I have gotten WAY bigger (I think), but only gained 2 pounds! Yay, for only gaining baby weight! I also brought up a birth plan. I had no idea what Methodist already does automatically for birth since they are considered a 'baby friendly' hospital. What she told me was freaking awesome. Generally, she said, they prefer natural childbirth above all else, they allow women to birth in the water birth tubs (some places only let you labor in the tubs and not give birth), they do NOT do episiotomies (cutting your junk open to make it easier for the baby to come out) or c-sections unless absolutely necessary, they will do skin-to-skin contact with the baby immediately after birth if no issues, and they prefer breastfeeding as soon as possible after birth.... all of these things are items some women have to ASK for in a hospital. If that tells you anything about how messed up the birth process is in some hospitals. I was truly thrilled to learn they did all of these things without me having to ask. She even gave me a packet to help make your birth plan of stuff you can request happen or not happen. It. was. awesome!

That evening, we had our 2nd Bradley class. It was a bit boring as we mostly talked about the benefits of breastfeeding (which I am already aware of and fully intend to do) and the importance of nutrition (which I also already am very educated on). It was still a good class though, but I had a lot of trouble getting comfortable for the relaxation time at the end. My butt was numb from sitting on the floor and I was really bloated! TMI ALERT... Every time I tried to relax completely, I was afraid I would fart (baby boy was even helping by kicking my insides at the same time)... and then I would start to giggle because the thought of farting during relaxation time is pretty hilarious. Thankfully, I didn't burst out laughing or fart, so that was good. If you know me at all, you would know that I am really good at laughing at inappropriate times and when I get 'the giggles' ... forget it. I'm done. Thankfully, I held it in this time. (HAHAHA! HELD IT IN! Get it??)

Overall, this month has been pretty good. I am growing more and more. I am dire need of some new, bigger underwear but I'm torn as to what kind to even get. I am about to grow out of my first pair of maternity jeans. Work is going well. It's crazy busy, but I did have my 90-day review and got a pay 'bump' for being so awesome! (My words, not my boss's.) I've also been given some big projects to work on to go over during my annual review.

Mentally, I'm doing okay. I haven't gotten to talk to my counselor this month yet, but my awkward feelings have lessened (though not stopped completely). I have my crazy days or moments, which I'm sure my husband can attest to. I have my crying moments. I have my overwhelmed and completely exhausted moments. I have my share of "I'm so uncomfortable I can't sleep" moments. (This is especially because of my stupid groin. It hurts to get up, to get down, to roll over, to stay in one place for too long...basically it hurts all the time.) And, finally, I am starting to get my share of joint pain and aches. My carpel tunnel in my right wrist that was in the beginning stages before pregnancy and rarely bothered me is really starting to hurt. It's not as bad today, but Thursday and Friday I could barely hold a pen or open a doorknob. It sucked, to say the least.

Despite all the annoying things I am experiencing right now, I still get total joy from feeling my baby move on a regular basis. Chris felt him move finally a couple weeks ago! He was shocked and thrilled at the same time. It was great to see his face light up. Truly amazing! I love seeing Chris experience the things I have been feeling for so long. Baby boy also responds to Chris's voice, which is pretty cool. I also am able to see him move from the outside now. It's pretty obvious to me, from my angle, but it may not be for others. I hope to get it on video when he gets a bit bigger! It's crazy to think he's not as big as a full-grown baby yet (he is currently the size of a rutabaga) because he can kick so hard! Sometimes, he kicks so hard it makes me jump! His favorite time to move around and dance is right as I go to bed, or when I have to pee really bad. He loves jumping on my full bladder! Apparently, that is like a trampoline for babies in utero.

Anyway, I think that's all I have to ramble about tonight! See more pics below! Enjoy!

Concert attire!


24 weeks 

25 weeks, today! See the difference?




8 week comparison
25 weeks, today





Fist! 23 weeks

Profile, 23 weeks 

Creepy "he's looking at you" face shot

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