Who is sick of hearing about my pregnancy? Yeah, ME TOO!

We're still alive, and I'm still very pregnant. Baby J is doing well, although he is quite large, as we expected. A little over a week ago we had a growth scan and Baby J measured around 7 pounds. With 4 1/2 weeks to go... yikes. My doctor did say she thinks he's probably a little smaller than that and growth scans can vary a half pound either way, so maybe he'll only be 27 pounds full term instead of 29 pounds.

Seth and I were both big babies, hovering an ounce under and a little over 9 pounds (I was actually the bigger one), so I figured our babies would be big. I did not, however, consider the size of Seth's gigantic head when selecting a mate. Granted, Seth is quite tall and would look a little silly with a smaller head, but it seems like everyone comments on the size of this kid's head. Like a pregnant woman really wants to hear "wow, he has a big head!" Keep it to yourself people. Let me live in ignorant bliss!

Here's a tip for those of you with gigantic heads:
Resist the urge to play clips from So I Married an Axe Murderer (including but not limited to... "I'm not kidding, it's like an orange on a toothpick!" and "It has it's own weather system!"). Your very pregnant wife who has to birth a baby who inherited your head will likely not find it humorous. Also, trying to rationalize why he will need such a large head won't help much either.

Joking aside, it has been an extremely difficult couple of days/weeks. I'm not going to dwell there because I am incredibly thankful for the gift of being pregnant and the unbelievable blessing that this is to our family. I am praying he comes on his own in the next few weeks, but I will tell you that when my doctor mentioned the possibility of *maybe* inducing at 38 1/2-39 weeks, I practically hijacked her schedule and penciled myself in.

Happy wedding day

Our beautiful friends Aubrey and Joey are getting married today. It breaks my heart that I am not there to celebrate with them. Alas, I am busy being very pregnant with an already 7 pound baby (more on that later) and the festivities are like 8 hours away.

Aubrey was one of my first friends at UCLA and our friendship has just grown from there. She was one of my bridesmaids and I love her dearly.

(don't you think she's going to be the most gorgeous bride ever??)

Congrats you two, know that I'm there in spirit and we love you!!!

35/35!

(I actually wrote this yesterday, but got really sick before I posted it, so here it is now, even though I'm technically a day past 35/35)

How far along? 35 weeks, and 35 days to go! hence the title of this blog.

Stretch marks? not too bad, but the scale and I are not friends. I'm seeing numbers on there that I've never seen before.

Sleep: unfortunately, worse than ever. Saturday night was awful, I swear this baby was throwing a rave in there. I couldn't fall asleep until sometime after 11, was up from 1:30 to about 4, then woke up again a little before 7. I do not understand this at all.

Best moment this week: It's been a decent week, and I haven't updated in a while, so I'll say two- baby shower the weekend before last, and maternity photo shoot by the fabulous mike and rebekah.

Movement: SO MUCH.

Food cravings: nothing comes to mind

Labor Signs: I thought he was lower, but today he seems to be up a little higher. lots of pressure and some contractions, nothing really helpful.

Belly Button in or out? In

What I miss: having energy to match my nesting instinct. There is just so much I want to do, but I physically cannot.

What I am looking forward to: besides meeting this little guy? So You Think You Can Dance. Yeah… I’m addicted to that show.

Weekly Wisdom: every pregnancy is different and you can't use anyone else as your standard. I have been feeling so guilty about going out on leave before my due date, but this morning I was walking down the stairs in absolute agony, trying to hold back tears while my pelvis was trying to splitting apart, and I realized it was probably time. Yes, I wanted to work the whole time and lots of women can do that. But I'm coming to realize that I can't, and that's okay.

Milestones: we're pretty much ready (I think!). We just need to install the car seat and I need to pack my bag. Everything in the nursery is all set and ready for a little inhabitant (which Stella thinks is her).

Dear baby,

I love you very much and I really do enjoy feeling you move about. However, we need to talk about some of your behavior.

1. Get your feet out of my ribs. I think you are trying to reach my tonsils to use them as a punching (kicking?) bag half the time and the other half you use my ribcage as leverage for stronger head butting, and both of these are just plain uncomfortable.

2. Please, for the love of all that is good and holy, let your mother sleep. I know there are many sleepless nights ahead, but I see no reason to start now.

Happy Mother's Day

I have a new favorite site. Maybe it's because I'm about to enter motherhood myself or maybe it's because I get texts like this from my own mother, or maybe it's because I can appreciate a crazy email... I digress.

http://www.postcardsfromyomomma.com

A few favorites...

Spring Cleaning?

Mom: aASDFGHJKL;’
Mom: 890-
Me: ?
Mom: SORRY i WAS VACUMING THE KEYBOARD

Mom, Dad, and Facebook: A Dangerous Combo

Mom: How do I unfriend on Facebook?

Me: What, you only have like 8 friends, who do you want to get rid of.

Mom: That’s really none of your business, and I have 40 friends thank you very much.

Me: That’s right, Dad has 8 heheh

Mom: Not for long!

you don’t TELL me anything!

Mom: I found a girl who’s perfect for you!
Me: What makes her so perfect?
Mom: She has brown hair and she drinks
Me: … That’s it? That’s all you think I go for?
Mom: Well that’s all I seem to be able to surmise about your girlfriends from the facebook pictures. Since you don’t TELL me anything else about them.
Me: You’re facebook stalking me mom.
Mom: I might call it “being a mother”
Me: I might call it “you’re pushing your facebook friendship privileges”

Travel Advice

Airports are the best places to kidnap someone. Be watchful. Stay together. Buddy system. If you are kidnapped, speak french… no one wants them!

Question: What if you're the nesting type before pregnancy?

Answer: YOU WILL GO INSANE.

My nesting instinct has kicked with such force it is literally causing panic attacks. Of course, I still have zero energy, so it's not doing much good, just causing tons of anxiety about all of the stuff I *want* done. Le sigh.

I wish I was sleeping.

How far along? 32 weeks, 4 days.
Stretch marks? still escaping them for the most part.
Sleep: NOT GOOD. Don't ask that question- it's not safe territory. I still get irritated in the middle of the night as I lie awake and Seth and Stella snooze away.
Best moment this week: Vegas trip
Movement: Tons, although he's running out of room so it feels a little different
Food cravings: mostly just water. I have an insatiable thirst lately.
Labor Signs: Nothing to crazy other than some weird ones on the way home from vegas. I really thought I might give birth on the 15 outside of Baker.
Belly Button in or out? still in. I don't think my belly button is going to pop. It is definitely NOT normal looking though.
What I miss: Oh, the list is so long!! Mostly sleep, followed by my mind.
What I am looking forward to: Sleeping this weekend (no really, I'm tired. Did I mention that?)
Weekly Wisdom: If you are Baskin-Robbins, exclude pregnant women from 31 cent scoop day.
Milestones: Not so much a milestone as a funny memory- Seth pushed me up and down almost the entire Las Vegas stip in a wheelchair. I guess that is a milestone- the one where I become too pregnant to do things normal people do without serious contractions and consequences.