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Week 38

How far along: 38 weeks

How big is baby: A pineapple (had it), leak (had it), rhubarb (which varies GREATLY in size) or pumpkin (no! no! no! Pumpkins are big!)

Best moment of the week: Without a doubt Friday’s baby shower. It was overwhelming in such a good way. I was expecting maybe a dozen people, a card and a gift card, but there were about 30 people popping in and out, and entire pack-n-play full of gifts. Plus, they had even arranged a ride home for me and all the gifts. I was beyond touched, and truly grateful to work with such great people (and they don’t even read this blog, so you know they must be great). Plus, (and these are unrelated), my treadmill and my piano were both delivered this week, so I finally feel like my house is complete. 

Food cravings: Nothing really in particular.

Symptoms: General discomfort and a lot of exhaustion. 

Gender:  Female

What I’m looking forward to: Being done work. I haven’t really had a “summer break,” so I really just want the opportunity to relax for a day or two. Of course, there is a lot that I have to get done too, but since Little Lima Bean is likely to be late, I think I can likely do both. 

What I miss: Carrying things at waist height. Seriously, I went to help carry a few light things to the car when helping my parents move this past weekend, and I just couldn’t figure out how to physically carry it. 

Husband perspective: There’s just a lot still to do. (yes, we’ve hit “exasperated” here)

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Week 37

How far along: 37 weeks. Apparently, we’ve met the minimum requirements of being term (depending on who you talk to). 

How big is baby: The length of swiss chard. And again, they use a long but light vegetable, which just makes me grumpy because this belly is HEAVY. 

Best moment of the week: Friday was pretty great. It was the first day off where I set my schedule. I slept in (partially because I barely slept at night), went for a pedicure, did some shopping, and while we had scheduled a date night, it was 40 degrees (104 Fahrenheit), and I couldn’t step outside without Braxton-Hicks kicking in, so we ordered in pizza, got a few things done in the house, and then had a Target date once the weather cooled a bit. 

Food cravings: Chicken wings. We may have got some from the pizza place on Friday. They weren’t great but that’s the nice thing about my cravings… if they last longer than 5 minutes, they’re easily satisfied by subpar options. 

Symptoms: Still very itchy. I may or may not be panicking a lot lately. We realized partway through the week that we aren’t going to meet our goal of having that bathroom done before the baby is born unless we get some help… but we kind of have to wait for people who are willing to help to, um, figure out their life first. So in other words, the bathroom won’t be done before baby is born.

Gender: Still mostly girl. I’m also nearing the point where I’ve decided on a name. Scott’s still keeping options open. 

What I’m looking forward to: I was accidentally sent an email which read: “To everyone except Cara” at work, which leads me to believe I should wear something pretty to work on Friday. I’m assuming it’s related to the same person telling me to go out and register for baby stuff already. 

What I miss: Days off. I’ve officially used up the vacation time I needed to use up, and I’ve started training my replacement. Going back to working 5 days a week after a month of 3-4 day work weeks is rough. 

Husband perspective: (after reading about what happens in this, the 37th week): “Baby is just boring. How much time should I give the kid to impress me after it’s born?”

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Week 36

How far along: 36 weeks

How big is baby: Size of romaine lettuce apparently. But heavier. 

Best moment of the week: Last week was the feeling of productivity. This week was the feeling of knowing my limits. Friday night was my dad’s retirement party back home, meaning getting up early Saturday to drive back to the city for the two weddings we were invited to. Cinderella’s carriage may have turned into a pumpkin at the stroke of midnight, but I knew to leave the last reception long before then. Sure, Sunday was still spent on the couch, but it was closer to “relaxing” than “recovering”

Food cravings: Nothing in particular. I’ve been going more for salty than sweet, but that could be a reaction to the increased water intake I’ve been forcing on myself, since the days here are getting stupid hot. 

Symptoms: So much itchiness. Stretching skin = itchiness. Stress = itchiness. Spending a busy weekend eating whatever we can grab on the go (meaning usually chemical laden foods) = itchiness. 

Gender: Girl. For the most part. 

What I’m looking forward to: Three years ago, at Scott’s bachelor party, the boys all made bets on when we would have our first kid, if it would be a boy or girl, and what it’s name would be. a friend mentioned it when we announced we were pregnant, but I forgot about it until we were at that friend’s wedding and he brought it up again. I believe it’s been safely stored in the safe at my brother-in-law’s business, and I’m really interested to see what people thought. 

What I miss: The confidence to dress myself without comparing myself to an animal. The dress for my dad’s retirement party made me feel like a hippo. The dress I wore for the weddings made me feel like a snake before digesting a meal. As fewer and fewer articles of clothing fit, it’s harder to get dressed. Feeling good about what I’m wearing is likely not going to happen for sometime. 

Husband perspective: C: how are you not stressed? I’m scratching my skin to death I’m so stressed. S: I’m scratching my brain to death?

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Week 35

How far along: 35 weeks

How big is baby: Small spaghetti squash. So in other words, the kid is now big enough to NOT fit in my crockpot. (cues Chili’s jingle).

Best moment of the week: Having a very productive weekend. We finally did our baby registry (at two stores), I washed all our windows, and after discovering that the paint that was going to patch up a few holes in the upstairs office matched at night, but not during the day, painted a whole room in an afternoon. Yes, I realize I brought in my mom to paint the nursery, and then a month later painted a different room myself, but the motto was “doable and passable” this time. And I have higher standards for my baby. 

Food cravings: What I wouldn’t give for a good rye and coke. Two guys were talking about rye on the bus the other day, and I nearly took them both out. Other than that, waffles from a local chain, but one of these days I might just buy the jam they stick on top, because that’s really where it’s at. 

Symptoms: Still not sleeping well. Partially caused by, and partially cause for the other major symptom of the week: Niagara Falls levels of tears. Daily. Sometimes over very legitimate things (like a comment my sister made). Sometimes over very unimportant things (like not actually remembering the comment my sister made). Remember how I spent the second trimester screaming from the rooftops: “I AM NOT A DELICATE FLOWER”? Turns out third trimester Cara very much is a delicate flower. 

Gender: Totally girl. 

What I’m looking forward to: a day where I feel like I have a modicum of control in my life (and to every person out there with a kid who knows I will never have a feeling of control in my life again… shhhh… we’re filing this one under “lies we tell ourselves to make it through” and any comment to the contrary will result in Niagara Falls levels of tears.)

What I miss: I made the mistake of going back through this blog’s archives this week. A year ago, I would have picked apart every thing on my body, whether there was an issue there or not. There must have been some body dysmorphia going on because wowzers, I did not recognize the body I was looking at. Still, I miss the body that I remember it being, and the body that is presented in the pictures. Mostly just miss the ability to, I don’t know, fit into things?

Husband perspective: Who is the March of Dimes and why do they think they have any authority over pregnancy and babies? Oh, FDR was behind it? Then I can get behind it too. 

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