How Many Seeds Did I Actually Swallow?

33 weeks today… And GROWING!

The past few days this little dude inside me has been breaking dancing, karate chopping, headbutting, you name it, my insides. I walk anywhere and he seems to try his hardest to push his head out and say hello. Hopefully he will be this helpful when labor time does come!!! :)))

Tomorrow we will be given the opportunity to see him again at the hospital that is rated “Baby Friendly”! While it’s not seeing him in person yet, that time will come soon, it’ll be great to have a looksy at him! ๐Ÿ™‚ The first visit there seriously reminded me of an episode of Grey’s Anatomy, residents, friendly manners and so on. I did feel a lot better there than any of the other 2 hospitals I have been to!

Sleep has become a battle with the belly and little man inside. One wrong move and he let’s me know I need to get back to the comfy spot he was in even if it feels like my back is twisted into odd positions. Pillows are not as anodyne as they once were, and flipping the bed has brought me some comfort but seems to only hurt the hubby now. It has officially reached that uncomfortable stage of the pregnancy…. Yet I catch myself holding my belly, petting my belly, and yes, even poking at my belly to feel him show off his moves. Every time I poke and prod at him the hubby scolds me telling me to leave the kid alone… LOL.Not to worry though, he pays me back 10 fold ALL-DAY-LONG. ๐Ÿ˜‰

 

Deployments…..

(This says it all perfectly)

It seems that shortly after he left parts of the house has said to hell with me, the cars, the dogs, and at points the man-child. Yesterday was the last straw and I broke down into tears. It doesn’t help being pregnant, emotional, sick, stressed, and just downright tired. My motto with him and dealing with literally everything has been “I got this”. Yesterday, I had it but felt like it was always something coming up each and every darn week. Ok while looking back it really wasn’t thaaaaaaaat big of a deal but so many things boiled up that I broke. Here is just yesterday alone: Woke up with more tissue on the floor than I had recalled using the night before, hard night of little sleep, but got up early and baked the pumpkin pie. Got Jake and myself ready. rushed out the door “almost” forgetting the pie, rushed back in and got it, dropped our boy off at school, and while going to work had the engine light come on (no biggie, needs oil change and tune up) followed by the tire light (damn……)

Portrait of Happy Family In Park

(Mind you this happened last week in my truck and turned out to be a punctured tire). Well no time to deal with it, rush into work. Go check the tires, they all seem good, (maybe it was just the dramatic change in weather over the weekend). Drive to my buddy’s work to get my comp from him, drive back to work, park, annnnnnnd…… The damn key wonโ€™t come out of the ignition. Push, pull, make sure it’s in park, nothing. FFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!! Go upstairs to my office explain the situation and take it to the hobby shop on base. One of the guys that I have worked with before with our work vehicles comes out and fixes it in minutes. (Instert more tears) Turns out the hubby’s unknown strength and breaking part of his center console became wedged and wasn’t allowing it to hit the sensor in park to release the keys. UGGG! Thank the mechanic and go to leave. Use all my strength to basically break it more to get the shifter to move and drive straight home. Slam it in park, lock the doors and grab my truck. D-U-N with the Jeep. Go back to work, get off work and pick up Jake. Go home to an awfully warm house….. WTF?!?!

I left the oven ON all day!!!! Thank the Good Lord nothing bad happened! Scold myself for being so darn forgetful, make Jake a quick dinner, get him dressed and ready and then off we go with his buddy and mommy and baby brother to go Trick or Treating. That was actually calming. ๐Ÿ™‚ Home, Jake counted his candy, shower and scooted him off to bed. Watched my TiVo’d Homeland and then off to bed with myself. Yea, about summed it up. Good part during the day was the hubby called and I got to tell him how his Jeep is going off a cliff and we are getting him a new vehicle, of his choice, next year (no arguments there and he’s pretty excited about it). LOL Woooooooo weeeeee.

So far while he’s been gone: master bathroom turned into an indoor pool (hot water line under the sink came off in the middle of the night) and soaked through carpeting and the cement foundation which caused me to have to move furniture and tear out all the carpet padding underneath, dishwasher took a major dump and had to have that replaced, truck tire was punctured by some “road hazard”, Jake started talking back a lot more at school (that has finally been nipped in the butt), one of the bills under his name is wrong and I can’t change it without him, me coming down with strep throat (really, haven’t had that in at least a decade or more!), Jake and I both being sick, then there is general maintenance, doctor’s appointments etc etc. I look back and wonder how I did it all before him? LOL Weird how easily I fell right into a routine with us, and I’ll say this, it sucks having that gone right now. I miss him in more ways than one. :p

Ok so, I would like to state that I am not complaining about it all I am just saying how crazy it all was and has been/continues to be and what topped everything off with a tearful, pregnancy induced emotional breakdown. :p I am glad that since he can’t be here he at least gives me a whole lot of emotional support and makes me crack up laughing with some of the things he sees and experiences. ๐Ÿ™‚ Yes it could always be worse! I am definitely looking forward to him coming home!!! Less than 50 days, YAY!!!

Every Pregnancy Is Different….. Ya, NO KIDDING!

I love the feeling of baby Mikey growing inside of me, tossing, turning, kicking, but not so much when it seems like he wraps his little toes around my upper ribs to the point that I think I have either a huge cramp or have just been punched under the boob and received a cracked rib….. Owwwweeee!!! Then there is this daily shot in the belly of blood thinners that I must take as a preventative measure against blood clots…. Not something I had to deal with during my previous pregnancy. Now to add to it I have been told I have gestational diabetes. Really? How? I didn’t start the pregnancy out being over weight, I have not gained a whole lot of weight (currently only 21 lbs gained when it would normally range anywhere between 25-35 from what I have read), I have never had high blood pressure, and I’ve never given birth to baby over 9lbs, though Jake came close. But then it says causes of it can be: if you’re over 25… Damn got me there.. Have had unexplained miscarriage, yep got me there too, twice documented. And family history of diabetes, guess what I found out yesterday… 1 Aunt, 1 Uncle, has it and Grandma use to….

Ffffffff…… I of course immediately started doing research on it….. And in no way did that help subside my worries or fears…. Possibility of getting type 2 later on in life, possibility of the baby being born with it or getting it later in his life, possibility of large birth weight and/or obesity later in life, possibility of him having low blood sugar levels, and the the part that made me break down in tears, possibility of newborn death or still birth……….. Air exits lungs, tears roll, and cry out my concerns and fears to my loving husband…. This little man is what I have wanted for so very long and the possibility of that being taken away….. No, I won’t allow it, so begins the cycle of watching everything I consume, which is actually going to be easier than I thought since my hubby does so for fun for his workouts. He has decided that he will be my dietitian. Ehhhh, grrrrreeeeeaaatttt….

I have been told at least I do not have take an insulin shot. I have to monitor what I eat (diet while pregnant? Seriously?) and track my blood sugar levels. Day 1 morning before breakfast blood sugar: 86, good it should be below 100, an hour after breakfast, 151… Damn it should be at 130 or lower…. A bowl of cereal in milk and 2 bites of the hubby’s eggs and a 151???? This is my normal/typical breakfast…. :-/ Mid morning snack (at this point I’m starving, feeling nauseous, weak, and sleepy) consisted of nuts, a cup of coffee (with little creamer, no sugar), yogurt, and a sliver slice of coconut cake from a co-workers birthday. Lunch: a small cup of yummy pasta salad, 1 kiwi, and some sliced up chicken breasts dipped in ranch. Not so bad, but I still felt hungry…. An hour after lunch, blood sugar was at 98, YAY!!!! But then again…. Feeling a bit woozy…. Need more food! Afternoon snack 1 grapefruit, 2 nature valley granola bars. At home snack, cherry tomatoes dipped in ranch and a slice of cheese. Dinner: fettuccine, kielbasa, and green beans. An hour after dinner blood sugar was at 109!!! Awesome!!!! :)))

What I need to do is find and buy some fresh yummy veggies to snack on throughout the day… I can have as many veggies as I’d like, which is good but not exactly my craving…. My craving has revolved around fruits and baked potatoes…. When I was preggers with Jake I craved veggies though, can you make yourself crave something and be satisfied with it??? LOL like it is hereย https://9gag.com/

Sleep has been good, it is even better during the day on the weekends though…. Evenings are spent sleeping and waking every 2-3 hours with a baby trying to make my blatter empty without my assistance. Sometimes it is easy to get right back to bed other times my mind wonders to the things that need to be done the following day or that week. Then there are those nights where dreams are so vivid that I wake up in a pool of sweat. Window being opened at night with the overhead fan on has become the best way for me to sleep nicely. The hubby doesn’t seem to like the cold too much though, and most of the covers have started ending up on his side forcing me to yank and pull at them to get some coverage. (Doesn’t matter how hot it is for me I have to have covers to sleep).

To be honest, with all that keeps “coming about” with this little miracle of ours, I will be so much happier when he comes into this world and we can make sure, in person, that he is taken care of and doing great…. Looking forward to holding him more and more as each day passes!