Picture Tuesday. *Pic Heavy*

I kind of feel bad that I didn't take pictures while we were on "vacation".  It just didn't seem right, and I didn't want to post anything on facebook saying that we were broke and things were kind of up in the air.  The people I wanted to know knew and that was it.  So we didn't take pictures for my 23rd or 24th week.  But I'm back this week with my 25th week pictures!  YAY! 

I've accepted the fact that I look a lot further than what I am.  And the fact that I look huge 24/7.  The only thing that I really don't like is the fact that I'm starting to just put on weight everywhere.  I noticed especially in my thighs that I'm gaining weight.  And the fact that my ring no longer fits still bums me out.  Although I can wear my "back up" ring, it's not the same. 

The nurse that I absolutely love at my doctor's office told me about a women they treated last year.  She lost a baby at 15 weeks.  And 6 weeks after she lost that child, she was pregnant again.  Now, she got pregnant a lot faster than me, but she put on a lot of water weight.  She went from about 110lbs to 230 in her pregnancy.  Yes, that's a lot of weight, and no I'm not expecting to put on 120lbs.  However, the nurse explained to me, that although I'm gaining weight, there is a small possibility that it's mostly water.  She agreed that I might have put on a little fat, but it might be water.  I don't know if it's true or not, but it's a little glimmer of hope that I'm not just an elephant.

Although I am positive that I will lose weight after the pregnancy, I'm more concerned about possible problems while I'm still pregnant.  I'm deathly afraid of gestational diabetes and preeclampsia.  And every time that little man doesn't move for more than a period of 45 minutes I start to worry.  I know my weight is a big issue on me and him.  All I can do is continue to eat as healthy as I can and avoid stress as much as possible.  I've been working out more and more.  But lately it's been really hard.  I don't know if it's because the third trimester is starting to knock on the door or not, but I'm always exhausted.  I've definitely started nesting and thinking I need to make sure everything is ready for him like yesterday.  We haven't touched the nursery since we set up the carpet and crib. 

I just look at the calendar and say...15 more weeks or so...it doesn't seem like enough time.

I know time is going so fast, but it can't go fast enough.  I can't wait to meet my little man.  He's becoming more and more active every day and to me, there's nothing that can replace that little "bump bump bump" feeling.  The other day after not being active for about 3 days straight, I really started to panic.  I didn't want to worry though, because maybe he was just in a weird spot.  So I laid down and was watching a show about Will Smith.  (Side note...he's so MMMMM) They were talking about his oldest son, Jayden.  I said to myself out loud: "I like the name Jayden Alexander."  You would think I just gave Boo a tablespoon full of sugar.  He went nuts.  Started kicking and punching and flipping around...and it was throughout my entire belly.  After about 10 minutes *yes, he was going nuts for 10 minutes straight* he finally calmed down.  Well, I said the name out loud again.  This time I got the same response but for not nearly as long.  When I told Greg this, of course he had to feel for himself.  Sure enough, hours later, the same thing happened.

Did our son agree to a name?  I don't want to keep calling him the name (although if I say it, he will respond) just in case we don't name him Jayden after all.  I don't want to confuse the little man.  But I do think we found a new number 1 favorite.

Now, Greg and I were planning on getting maternity pictures done.  Nothing fancy, just a little package at Wal-mart.  But since money is low, we're no longer doing them.  But I must say, this is my favorite picture so far.  I don't need anything fancy.  I just need my digital and my hubby and my big ol' belly.

Greg was definitely being very cute last night.  He really is getting excited about the arrival.  I think he's getting really nervous too.  With every day that passes he seems to realize that we're a day closer to "D-Day".  I even caught him watching a baby show the other day.  Although I personally can't watch a live birth, he can.  (I see no point in me watching one, because I'm not going to be able to see over my belly when he comes out.  And I'm already scared so I don't want to freak myself out.)  He kids about being at the bar while I'm pushing the baby out, but I know that he's going to be right next to me probably bawling more than anyone else.


Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee

Stress Can Harm You...

As most of you might know, I tend to stress out a lot.  I've been trying to calm my nerves for this pregnancy because I know that stress isn't good for me or Boo.  Although I had my ups and downs...I was doing alright until about two and a half weeks ago. (A Wednesday) The power was shut off because of a hugely unpaid bill.  Now, it wouldn't be so bad if someone didn't take it so lightly.  Greg's dad thought it was kinda funny...and told us not to worry, that the power would be back on by that Monday.  Greg was obviously upset and we took shelter in a motel nearby.  Monday rolls around...no power...Wednesday rolls around...STILL no power.  Greg's dad told us that he needed more money after we already gave him enough for a down payment on the bill.  By this point, the baby fund is completely gone and Greg only has a few dollars.

It will take 15 days for the money to come in and the power to be turned on. 

I.  Am.  Not.  Impressed. 

Greg and I have been looking for our own place for around seven months now.  But it's been extremely hard.  Neither Greg or I want to live in the city because of all of the bad things you hear about it.  And honestly I don't want my child to go to an inner city school.  However, we don't have the money to do so.  We're stuck.  And there doesn't seem like any way to change the situation for at least a year and a half.

Blehhhhh I friggen HATE being broke.  (I know I'm not alone in this feeling.)

Anyway, with all of these money problems and not sure what's going on, I was stressed out.  Unfortunately for me, apparently when you stress out you can make your limbs swell.  And you can make them swell to gross proportions and make you stress out even MORE.  When I went to my last appointment, although everything was normal (except for my giant butt) I was told that I need to moderate my stress because it's not good to have.  Even if my blood pressure is normal I could still develop pre-e just because of my stress level.

'Cause I didn't have anything that could stress me out in the past five minutes...thanks Doc.

I go for my glucose test in two weeks and I'm nervous about it.  Although I don't have diabetes, I have a lot of family members who do.  And my mom had "sugar in the urine" when she had my sister.  I'm worried that I have it because of all the weight I gained.  I know I could eat a diabetic diet but I don't want any other problems.  I know even if I failed the one hour test I'm going to have a big baby...and they might not let me have a vaginal birth.  But only time will tell.

Not only am I worried about that test, I am worried about a possible problem.  I was having some sharp pains at the side of my stomach.  I brushed it off like it was nothing, but the doctor I had at the appointment told me that if it's not better by the next visit they are going to have to ultrasound my gull bladder.  OY!

Well, now it's off to clean and get things packed up for my yard sale.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee

I'm back!

After 15 days *yes, I've counted* I'm back.  I'll give a more in depth post early next week...but here's the run down.
*I've been told that I must watch my stress level.  If not for possible early signs of pre-e but also because BH are painful and that could cause pre-term delivery.
*I love Greg, but he's getting on my nerves.
*I've come to realize that I am, in fact, a whiny bitchy little girl who just needs to hold her tongue every once in a while.
*Solitaire is no longer fun after the 500th game played by yourself.
*Boo will give me a heart attack before he comes.
*Speaking of boo, he might have named himself yesterday.
*I really don't mind doing laundry at a Laundromat...except for the price.  And I like doing laundry in the middle of the night.
*I cannot believe that I gained another seven pounds.
*Not really looking forward to my glucose tolerance test.

That'll be it for now...but until next time:
~MommyToBee