Monthly Archives: May 2014

Week 25

How far along: 25 weeks

How big is baby: Length of a zucchini, which is scary for anyone who grew up with a garden full of zucchini, and happened to go away on vacation during harvest… those things can GROW!

Best moment of the week: After taking a more relaxed approach to the weekend, I was actually able to play with my niece and nephew… including picking them up and tossing them over my shoulder. It wasn’t until after the gym on Tuesday that my joints went “Really? You think you can do that?”

Food cravings: For the most part, sweets. I’m sustaining cravings, so now it finally makes sense to add something to the grocery list because, chances are, when we buy it, I will still be craving it. I consider that a good thing.

Symptoms: Braxton-Hicks… yay? I like to think of myself as a bit of an athlete so I appreciate the need to train. But can’t I train on my own schedule? I spent a good portion of an hour standing at my desk working one day, because that was the only way my stomach would relax.

Gender: Is it misandry if I go with boy because this kid is annoying me this week and boys are more annoying?

What I’m looking forward to: We booked our hotel this week for our little getaway. No where fancy or exotic, but it’ll be nice to get away and spoil myself a bit.

What I miss: Honestly? This week it’s living in an apartment. Working up the energy to tackle the garden this weekend.

Husband perspective: She can react to light?! Through skin?! She has x-ray vision!
My face matched my skirt
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Week 24

ow far along: 24 weeks

How big is baby: length of an ear of corn (apparently an ear of corn is 30cm/12″?)

Best moment of the week: Incomes tax returns came in. Typically getting money back means that you paid too much over the year, but we were eligible for a lot of tax breaks this year, because of the new house and our province’s tuition rebate program, we ended up with some pretty sweet cheques. Sweeter than expected. We paid off our car loan, have a nice bundle of cash for the bathroom renovations, and the remainder will likely cover the baby’s “start-up” expenses. That feeling of financial security only tends to last for a fleeting moment, but we enjoyed it! (And we may have gone out for supper and ate so much my poor innie belly button became an outie for the night)

Food cravings: If we have sugary treats at home, it’s salt I want. If we have salty treats, I want sugar.

Symptoms: This week was overwhelming and exhausting. I can’t even tell where the physical exhaustion started, the mental exhaustion continued and the emotional exhaustion ended. Not a day went by without a complete meltdown. After a “rage coma” (Scott’s term for when I apparently unloaded on my mother and sister and don’t really remember it… err… sorry Mom & Deb), we sat down and re-evaluated our “goals” for the summer that align a little more with my current abilities, and hopefully that will accommodate those days when my projects that don’t get finished when I want them to, either because my body gives out on me (ugh, far too common) or when life gets in the way. And of course, within a day of working at my (new) speed, I was actually able to accomplish more than I set out to begin with.

Gender: I can only envision this child as male at around 15 years old, when he’s got that snarly attitude, hair in need of a cut (and style), and spends his time alone in his room with his computer. But that image alone might be what gets me set on this being a boy (at least Scott wants me to try using the male pronoun in reference to the baby at least half as often as I use a female pronoun).

What I’m looking forward to: Playing in the yard with the kid next summer. We have a wooden trunk we’d been using as a table at the apartment, because the table that came with our patio set didn’t fit on our balcony. Now that we have the space for that table, that trunk is just waiting to be filled with a bunch of balls and toys! I’m also excited for this weekend – we have friends coming to see us, giving us the much-needed excuse of clearing our calendars of any obligations for a day or two so we can just relax and visit.

What I miss: the childhood concept of “home”.  When you go “home” to your parents, even as an adult, there is a comfort about knowing that if something goes wrong, it’s in their capable hands. There’s a lot of pressure, as we move towards becoming parents, to be able to portray that same sense of comfort and control to our kid, when we are realizing how little we really know about being “adults” and even less about being “parents”. It makes me want to retreat back “home”… only my parents are currently selling “home” to be closer to the grandkids. While I know that will make it easier to turn to my parents when I do need help and guidance, it’s still hard to acknowledge that the four walls and roof that symbolized that comfort and care for the last 12 years is going to change.

Husband perspective: I didn’t realize how big the baby was already. In my mind, it’s still just a little fist, when really, it’s like Andre the Giant’s fist. (For the record, the kid is bigger than Andre the Giant’s fist).
My Toes Match
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Week 23

How far along: 23 weeks

How big is baby: Eggplant or green onion in length.

Best moment of the week: This is going to sound terrible, but the sick day I took yesterday. I woke up dizzy and nauseous, so spent most of the day sleeping.

Food cravings: Eggo waffles for about an hour last week. Not any waffles. Just Eggos or nothing. I settled on nothing. Right now, feta cheese, because we rarely have any, but we bought some on Friday for a recipe we were taking to a barbecue on Sunday

Symptoms: Self-induced: back pain. Ok, Cara, don’t kill it at the gym on a Friday and expect to rake a yard and keep up with toddlers on a Saturday AND be able to get off a couch on Sunday. Not self-induced: despite drinking 72-84 ounces of water a day, moisturizing daily and gaining weight slowly and steadily, I still managed to get stretch marks. These white lightning bolts are all over my hips, thighs and presumably butt (I didn’t have the heart to look and will be avoiding the mirror beside my shower for the next year). Harumph. “Badge of honour” my ass.

Gender: Still a girl. Trying to open my mind to the possibility of a boy, again.

What I’m looking forward to: Raking the lawn next spring, when I don’t have an aching back, and the neighbours aren’t peering through their curtains to see “The New Neighbours,” and then bringing over baby stuff and asking when we’re due the minute they spot the belly, before we’ve even been introduced. Raking the lawn next spring is going to be so much easier both physically and mentally.

What I miss: The ability to do stuff. Again. Seriously, nothing is more of a kick in the pants than having to take a break from raking, only to find yourself watching people frame and drywall your basement. You know what never seemed fun until all of a sudden you’re not allowed to do it?

Husband perspective: I’m content just waiting for the baby to be a baby. I don’t notice a whole lot of the right now (I scowl at him… must be nice)
Animal Print Pajamas
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Week 22

How far along: 22 weeks

How big is baby: length of a spaghetti squash (now you get why Scott was freaking out about spaghetti squash two weeks ago)

Best moment of the week: We had a great Saturday. We bought a crib (Davinci Highland in chestnut and natural) and some lawn and garden stuff. I had a nap, and then we went to our friends’ house for supper, games (which I won… yes!!) and a movie.

Food cravings: Peanut butter, but that’s not unusual for me, ever.

Symptoms: Aches. Everything aches. That’s it, starting yoga again. Also fits of wakefulness in the middle of the night.

Gender: Girl. I am realizing I’m going to have to gear my brain back up to the possibility of a boy, or at least be prepared to embarrass him when he brings his first date home for supper that I referred to him as “baby girl” through the whole second trimester.

What I’m looking forward to: Seriously? Getting work done on the basement bathroom. There aren’t any major milestones coming up in baby world (I switch to an obstetrician in 6 weeks? The crib should be here by then?), so I’m enjoying being able to concentrate on other things for a while. While I’ve never renovated a bathroom, or planned a garden, they seem like much less “invasion of the body snatchers” to me. (Scott informs me that I haven’t seen Invasion of the Body snatchers, so I shouldn’t make that comment).

What I miss: A glass of wine on the deck on a nice day. Fortunately, we haven’t had many nice days. Also, having jackets that button up. Unfortunately, we haven’t had many nice (jacket-less) days.

Husband perspective: I’m really excited for boy/girl 8 years from now, when I can ruin the kids life and play Dungeons & Dragons with him/her. Lightning bolt. Lightning bolt.
Random Closet Door
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