Week 28 - Just Because I'm Pregnant...

Seven Months...Seriously? Part of the panic and anxiety is starting to filter into my brain. Don't get me wrong, I'm not having full blown attacks yet, or anything, just thoughts...
Can we do this? In three months Cayden will be here?! Are we really having a baby? This chapter in our life is just too crazy to think about!

Here I am...In all my glory, or at least in my favorite color....Black! You thought I would say Grey, right?

As I for warned in the last post, here is a conversation I had at Walmart last weekend.

Cashier: "Sooo, are you going to breastfeed or bottle feed?"

(Note: I realize I am at the point-of-no-return, as in I can't deny being preggers. But is that really how you want to start this conversation)

Me: Ummm...I'm not really sure yet. I guess we'll see how it goes?"

Cashier: Well, I was breastfed completely. My mom never got a bottle near me! My husband thinks this is crazy, but I don't see any other way. I know when we have children that is what we will do."

(Inner Thought: You have no kids? So you can be an expert because you were an exclusive breast only baby? How old are you? 20? 22?)

Me: Oh, well that's nice. (Smile and nod, smile and nod)

I'm not sure what comes over people when they are faced with a pregnant woman. There is this need to forgo all rules of personal space and conversation and break open barriers otherwise unexplored.

1: People think it's okay to touch your belly. It's not. Unless I know you...REALLY well. Believe it or not, I actually had a male student try to touch my belly...his hand was quickly slapped away. Another asked if they could smell my belly....trust me...Kids are weird.

2: It's okay to ask me how much I weigh, or how much weight I have gained. With this I am not as particular, maybe it's because I'm pretty excited that I haven't gained a lot of weight.

3: Breast v. Bottle - This topic makes me uncomfortable to think about and to imagine, let alone have an extended conversation about. Maybe this maternal instinct gene hasn't kicked in, but I am still leery about the whole breastfeeding thing.

4. "My, how you have grown!" I get it. I am big. I have put on weight. My belly sticks out farther than my boobs. It's obvious I am pregnant, I don't really need you to point it out.

There you go.

Week 27: Blessings all Around

So you say that I am in my third trimester already? Seriously? It is really hard to imagine. In some ways it feels like it has been forever, and in others it seems like a split second. During the past few months, and especially weeks we have been overwhelmed by all of the blessings God has given us. Blessing Number One: A baby. Although I complain about being pregnant, and all that it entails, I am extremely blessed to be given the opportunity to have a baby. Here is me at 27 Weeks! After this post I will not make any more comments on the grey shirt. Just be warned that it will probably be in most weekly updates. It's comfy. Blessing Number Two: We put our house up for sale about five weeks ago. Usually the optimist, I went into this thinking good if we do, it's okay if we don't. I really didn't get my hopes up. One week ago we accepted an offer, and are set to close on the 20th of May. We have been wanting to move closer into town for quite sometime, and now, along with a baby, we are getting the chance! Blessing Numbers Three through Seven: We have yet to have a shower, those will come at a later date, so it is amazing to me to already be surrounded by gifts from friends and family! Heath's cousin, Mandy, makes these SUPER cute burp cloths! This was one of the very first gifts we received, and I love them!

Heath's brother and sister-in-law gave us a bag full of goodies last night! I am sure the frog bath robe will come in very handy since Cayden's cousin LOVES his!

My friend Sarah gave me this super soft blanket and Boogie Wipes (she thought the name was funny) soon after we found out we were having a boy! Her son Beckett and Cayden will only be about 6 months apart!

Heath has some funny nicknames at work. Most of which I probably will never understand, but our good friend Heather had this onsie made. She was supposed to wait until the shower (which she is co-hosting) but couldn't help herself! She was too excited!

Things I have bought. There are not many. As you can see we have already been overwhelmed by so many presents, it's hard to compete! The outfit on the left is my favorite. I am pretty sure it will be featured in some three month photos!

From my mother. If you can't tell, this will be her first grandchild. She is a little excited. Cayden will be prepared for football season with some Razorback onsies!

My friend Kristin is due three days after me! It is so great to have someone to talk to about all the little things. At book club a couple of weeks ago she gave Cayden a fedora. She also purchased one for her daughter, so that they could match. I think the hat will look better on him, once he is actually wearing it...

This post was a little long, but it's hard to express how blessed, excited, overwhelmed, and lucky we truly are!

Next week's post: Doctor's visits and things I don't want to talk about in line at Wal-Mart!

Going through the big D...

and I don't mean Dallas. Or Depression. Or Divorce (Lord knows we have had enough of that to last for awhile). I mean Diabetes. According to the two glucose tests, I have gestational diabetes. In many ways I am not surprised considering my family history, but in a lot of ways it just makes me mad. I have an appointment in two weeks to discuss my diet and other stuff, so at least I will know a little more at that point.

On to the fun stuff. This week has been pretty eventful. Aside from the diagnosis, we hit the 26th week, which means we are officially less than 100 days away from Cayden making his appearance. Should we freak out now??

Here I am! Although a grey shirt has made another appearance, it is not the same one. And really, are you going to judge me? I'm pregnant. During this phase of my life, I will generally always win the argument with that excuse.

Another big moment this week: We FINALLY have bedding. I have searched high and low. I have ordered and returned. I have decided and then undecided. I am here to say I have made up my mind...no going back. I love this bedding from Pottery Barn, and really couldn't be happier!

Heath and I took a trip to Tulsa this weekend to look at this bedding, and to register. What an ordeal! When we got into the store it was sooo overwhelming. Too many choices and too much stuff. Not to say that we didn't register for a ton of stuff, but then again with Heath holding the scanning gun...I'm not sure that we didn't register for EVERYTHING in the store!

All in all, it was a good weekend. We actually got a couple of things from some friends this week too...I will post pictures of those later!

25 weeks...and the psychosis of a pregnant lady

What is that you say? I am wearing the same shirt as last week...yep. At least my pants are different.

At 25 weeks I am noticing a few different things about myself, aside from being obviously pregnant. During my entire pregnancy I haven't really been "emotional" at least not in the crying, weeping sense. I have had more of the bitchy and annoyed emotions. That is, until this week. Starting off with Army Wives it was pretty much down hill from there. And then I started having weird questions/thoughts.

This brings me to the meat of this post: Pregnant Women are Crazy.

Here are a few things I have pondered in the last week:

During the airplane ride -

* If my ears are popping, are Cayden's?

* Is it possible for my uterus to explode from the pressure?

After eating -

* If I eat too much, will my stomach expand enough to squish him?

Being around really loud music -

* Am I harming his ears by being in a room with loud music?

These are the things I have thought of the past few days. I am 100% sure that the closer I get to actually having a baby, the weirder and more crazy my thoughts will get. Hang on to your seats because we still have 15 weeks to go!!