32 weeks 3 days

I'm not sure I've talked or written much about my last doctors appointment other than to say I think I just have white coat syndrome. My blood pressure was crazy high when I got in and then 120/78 when I got checked right before leaving. That's the most normal reading I've gotten yet. I also got a Tdap shot in my arm this last visit. That shot is a beast. My arm still hurts and that appointment was days ago. My next appointment will be the second to last day that my mom is here. So she will get to hear baby's heartbeat too. I think the heartbeat was around 145 and the doctor told us I'm still measuring two weeks big. This kid is a giant I guess but it's not showing in my belly size yet. It shows some but not like petite ladies show. We took this picture a week ago. I guess I'll share one. It's not a favorite but it's something. 

I'll take a few more when I'm feeling bigger. 

I'm still having fun most days feeling kicks. I don't love the feel of rolling though. The jabs seem more deliberate. They don't make me nauseous. 

Brett and I went to see a rock opera called Deep Love. I haven't felt the baby kick so constantly for so long until that Saturday night. We have a music lover on our hands for sure. I made sure to tap Brett's back every time I felt a kick so he could feel included too. 

My moms getting here Tuesday (which is technically today) so I better get some rest. I'll post some updates after her and I get some projects done too. 

29 weeks 3 days

I have life things that are always calling my name like... Sending out bills, folding laundry, washing and putting away dishes, and dirty bathrooms needing attention. I should probably eventually get up and shower too. No check list or to do list is motivating me to get up today though. For the last week I've had an aching/spasm thing on my right side at the top of where I'd assume my ribs are. I feel so confused about internal anatomy lately. When there's a separate set of every single human life organ making room and growing inside of me I just tend to wonder where my own organs and things have wandered off to. Anyway, that spasm thing only subsides when I'm laying flat on my back. We spent most of yesterday busy doing things. Sitting up at church is the only normal thing to do. I mean I'd sure love to be like my primary class and sprawl out over 3 chairs or tilt the chair back until I'm almost ready to fall over, but I resisted. Then I got to watch the women's conference broadcast on YouTube from the comfort of my own couch while Brett helped do some laundry. Then we went to his parents house for dinner and games. I'm guessing we were there 5 hours which was mostly spent in the sitting up position. So the achy spot was burning and I was so ready for bed when I got home. I wish I could take an ibuprofen for this pain. No such luck. I used some oils yesterday since I remembered I have them. (Oh yeah, how could I forget we were late to church because I got a sharp pain in my abdomen. I tried waiting it out. I put oils on myself then just suffered through it on the way to church) I don't know if I mentioned yet that I'm finally getting some stretch marks that are really  dark. I was beginning to think I might get away with no scary ones for a little bit longer. Couple more things then I'll be done posting today. 

I woke up early this morning for a potty break and when I got back to bed I had what I'd say was my first real noticeable contraction. Not that I thought I was going into labor or anything but I know my body has to start practicing sometime. It was not pleasant. It was like my awful period cramps. The kind you feel through your abdomen to your thighs to your lower back. That's when I thought....I'm so not ready for this. But ready or not this last ten weeks will probably fly and only bring more uncomfortable feelings. If it wasn't so annoying I might remember more often how much I hoped and prayed for these days. Haha please be careful what you pray for, you just might get it. I've always wanted to start a family. And of course, you take the good with the bad. 

28 weeks 2 days

Yesterday my friend in Rexburg had a small little baby shower for me. It was a pretty relaxed day. I'm so glad a few of my friends could get together and chat for awhile, play a couple of games and spend time together. It's always weird getting groups of friends because not all of them ever really all know each other. I am so appreciative of everything that was gifted to me and baby though. Wow just wow. I wish thank you felt like enough but it never does. I'm slowly gathering all the things I need for when baby gets here. I still don't feel like I know how to answer the question of "what do you still need?"

I need help cleaning my kitchen and moving stuff around in my house honestly. Not much I really have felt like doing lately. Tiredness is my best friend. Thankfully baby has been super active. It is always a good reminder of what all my pains and aches are for. 

Doctors appointments have been going fine. My blood pressure is high but not overly high. (It's been worse before) I took a glucose tolerance test again and still not diabetic. I'm borderline so I still need to be careful to eat a healthy mix of foods but other than that things are going well. I've gained 13 lbs total throughout this pregnancy so far. My ankles haven't been swelling. Really it's just my sore hips and right SI joint that bugs me the most. Even the heart burn has only come a couple of times. 

I'm pretty impatient but really time has flown by. 

Happy Birthday Brett

This post is dedicated to my man Brett. He had a birthday yesterday. I wish we could've done more to celebrate but after he worked a 12 hour shift we went to idaho falls. He still wanted to get in his plasma donation. 

After doing the plasma thing we headed over to Denny's and he got his free birthday meal. Which meant we weren't even headed home until after his bedtime. 

None of these pictures have anything to do with each other. Sometimes I just like getting pictures of him. He's always willing to let me take them too. We get to celebrate with his family on Sunday. 

I'm so thankful he's in my life. I can't believe it was a full year ago on his birthday evening that I found him on Tinder and started chatting. It wasn't real memorable but hey, the birthday day was. I made sure to get him a birthday present last year even though it was late. 

And it looks like I'll be consistent on that again this year. Late birthday presents are better than no birthday presents right?

Love you Brett and I'm sorry I don't have more energy or creativity right now. This child of yours inside of me is zapping me lately. I'll still bake you that cake though 😀

Thoughts too long for a fb status update

More and more my hormones remind me that I'm pregnant. I'm actually going to have a baby. Blows my mind. 

This morning Brett got home and had to hurry up and get a few hours of sleep. We had been making plans for months to be in a backup choir for the Nashville Tribute Band. Our call time was 3. Brett wanted to make sure to get in his plasma  donation too. So with only a few hours to sleep I put some lavender in the diffuser and then rubbed some on his feet. Then I went to go get some weekend laundry done. That's when I heard dripping from the closet where the hot water heater was. I'm not sure why I got so worked up. I was a little bit freaking out. I couldn't get ahold of the landlord or my brother and the in laws didn't know how to fix it. I called my dad and he helped. But not before I woke up Brett because I couldn't deal with it on my own without him knowing I was freaking out. Why in the world was I crying?! I've fixed bigger problems with less tears. Dang this baby. 

Thankfully Brett eventually slept and I got some laundry done and I got showered. Life was ok. The landlord finally text and said they're sending someone over on Monday. I guess I'll ask this plumber a few more questions about the apartment too. 

We made it to our call time. Things were not quite clear on instructions throughout the evening. I guess with big events you just expect that. Once we made it to Sandy Downs we had our sound check rehearsal. It was fun. I'll just jump ahead and say....little did we know that was the only time we would get to sing with them. I'll post a YouTube video on the events of the night. 

While we waited for our showtime I was texting my mom. She wants to see belly pictures. Well I'm not your normal sized or skinny sized pregnant girl. Anyone who knows me knows that. Everyone is different too. I get that. But I will say it's a little strange to be 23 weeks pregnant. (Pregnancy is 40 weeks long FYI) and I'm not showing any prominent abnormal belly bulge. I've always had a belly on me and this kid is growing underneath in a cozy casing of my uterus and adipose tissue. Hiding so far down that it won't show off very well any distinguishing sex organs. So when I seem emotional and tired and cranky... I more look fat and lazy not pregnant and emotional. It's probably  got an upside, like, no ones reaching to touch my pregnant belly yet but it's just weird that I'm over halfway through this and it's not visible. I usually like to stay in the shadows or be low key but I gotta stop reading pregnancy articles from my pregnancy app. They keep talking about normal pregnancy stuff and my situation isn't like others. It's dumb feeling like I can't relate to anyone else's experience. It's not fun but oh well. Everything isn't always roses and sunshine. Just feeling kind of down tonight and I still have no friends in town. So I might as well talk to the blog before I head to bed. 

Goodnight. I'm out.

BP