Sunday, July 1, 2018

Week 30: The tale of the red head and a preggo.

This week was everything.


I had one of my favorite people in town, Olivia. If you recall, I met her in Charleston, SC when we were stationed there back in 2012. Time flies, y'all.

We made makeshift pizzas that literally turned out to be the best. Yes, that happens to be a whole log of fresh mozzarella on two pizzas. Trader joe's sprouted wheat crusts were a definite win. Also, you better believe there was a ton of garlic all over these pizzas. #preggocravings

I don't know if the pizza tasted so amazing because of who I was eating it with or because we are pretty much BAMFs at pizza making and clearly missed a calling. But I do know that everyone needs a friend that brings a little slice of home.

  

I'm grateful for our Disney day too. We might have left super early because this preggo can't hang in the heat of the day, but it felt like no time had passed at all. I always am amazed at the friendships that can withstand time and when you're together you literally pick up right where you left off. 

Cue all the preggo hormones. 

I did go on several rides: the Haunted Mansion, Pirates of the Caribbean, The Little mermaid, and Soarin' around the world.  BEST. DAY. EVER. 


And of course my little Allie cat loved hanging out with her Aunt Liv. There's something about seeing your best friend with your baby. The love you see there is amazing. 



Week 30: Sure feels like this belly popped over night. Every move I make, this wonderfully full belly of baby, gets in the way. I feel out of breath starting this week.

Y'all I was climbing a couple flights of stairs and my goodness, I had to stop to catch my breath. This makes me so nervous with TWO MONTHS LEFT.


Things I'm also starting to notice this week: 
  • Allie is acknowledging her brother. For this I'm so grateful. I've been so nervous about this idea of getting her used to. We bring him up everyday and she lifts up my shirt to see if she can see him yet. 
  • I'm starting to limit myself. Setting limits for myself has always been a task. I always think I can do anything, and coming to the realization that I need help. For instance, I've actually started making Allie walk to the car. 
  • Feeling the all day flutters in my belly. Oh the joy this makes me feel. 
  • We have a lot of changes coming our way. But this is the first time I haven't used my Type A personality to the fullest. I literally cannot plan out every detail of my life for the next 4 months. 
  • Focusing on today and that being enough. This is the hardest thing to do for a person with anxiety. Learning more about myself everyday. 
Cravings: All things savory. Salty. Cue all the swelling.

Aversions: nothing this week. I'm eating chicken again. 

Sleep: is supplied by unisom. I really think my body is getting used to it too. I'm starting to wake up in the middle of the night after a good solid tossing and turning bout.



When I have been asleep, I've been having the weirdest dreams about going into labor and having my baby in my bed. It's the weirdest thing. I did make the comment that the other day to someone that I hope this baby slips out like he's on a water slide, so I don't have to push forever. Maybe i'm internalizing that! 

The weird things we unconsciously think about! 


Questions for you: 

Did your second baby come out faster?

Did you labor any different than with the first?

Did you do anything different with birth plans the second/third time around?



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