21 weeks (and 3 days)
By far, one of the most interesting aspects of pregnancy is the idea that you are suddenly public property. Your body is no longer yours and your personal space, gone. You are suddenly like an exhibit at the zoo, I’m thinking pandas…You are a spectacle for all to marvel at and, yes, touch. I’m talking about the belly rubbing. It has begun.. For me this is really not a big deal but there are people out there that, (gasp) don’t like being touched. I can’t even imagine what pregnancy is like fore them. I don’t know what it is about the fact the your stomach is protruding more than normal that just begs people to rub you like a Buddha. Anyways, I find this comical. I’ve had several people do this to me lately and so far it hasn’t really gotten to me yet, but I’m sure we’ll revisit this issue in a few weeks.
So, on a lighter note, we’re having a girl!!! I’m so beyond excited, of course it didn’t really matter to me if it was a boy or a girl, but looking at girl stuff is way more fun. I never knew there were so many shades of pink though, and I’m pretty familiar with the color pink. I thought for sure that I would feel more relaxed once we knew if it was a baby G or baby J but it is incredibly overwhelming looking at all the stuff you have to coordinate; blankets and bumpers, sheets and diaper stackers, hampers and wall decor…it’s definitely headache inducing. Yes if BSW (Baby Skirt Winterer) doesn’t get the right color pink then she will never go to college, get her PhD and become president. I realize that sounds ridiculous but you still want everything to be just perfect. So nursery decorating is what I’m focusing on/obsessing about now.
So now that we know it’s a girl everyone is asking about names. This is another source of overwhelming anxiety. What’s in a name? Well, everything. I mean you have to think about everything, nicknames, initials, other people named the same thing, ughhh so exhausting. But fun. Joseph has said we are naming her after Frank Beamer’s mother Herma. Thoughts???
So what else is knew…If you haven’t heard we’ve been on a painting spree, ok Joseph is on a painting spree. He’s painting our dining room right now. It’s very exciting. We are almost done with the first level and will be moving to the bedrooms soon. Hopefully we’ll make it by the August deadline. BSW has been very active, she flips and turns and kicks quite often. Joseph felt her kick last week and he gasped and jumped back. It was awesome! It’s so weird to be able to feel her kicking but it’s amazing. She definitely enjoys chocolate cake and ice cream! I have recently become a bottomless pit. I eat everything, and then go back for thirds. I have no idea where it goes but I’m always hungry!! Things are also becoming a little bit more difficult to do. I can’t bend over or crouch down very well anymore. My back and feet have started hurting and I get leg cramps at night. I get winded faster and don’t quite have the energy I had two weeks ago. You wouldn’t think that a few extra pounds and a small person growing in your belly can have that much effect on you but oh they do. The best part about all this is that it’s only going to get worse. Yay! But it’s all for a good cause.
Well I do believe that’s it for now. All is well, the doc says everything looks great and we are right on track. So until next time…
Monday, April 18, 2011
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Handle with care
This past week has been crazy and by that I mean I've been crazy. I had a several cry fests for no reason at all, well kinda. It started last weekend, someone (who shall remain nameless and no it wasn't Joseph) made a comment which I took personally and cried for about twenty minutes. Pretty much ruined my night. Monday morning I couldn’t find my ID, spent ten minutes looking for it and then realized I left it at work all weekend. I didn't actually cry over this one but I really wanted to and I spent the whole day on the brink of a meltdown. The rest of the week wasn't much better. I spent most of the week in a terrible mood and snapping at Joseph for what I thought were good reasons but in retrospect were really pretty stupid. I wont' get into them since as I said they were really stupid.
So as you can see emotional stability is a constant battle that I will probably fight for the next 20 weeks. There's no need to walk on eggshells around me but I am overly sensitive these days and pointing out or joking about my sensitivity is probably not a good idea. I'm a bit sensitive about my sensitivity.
Now some ladies might be a bit more open that I am but I think there are some topics that are just off limits to the general public, unless of course I bring them up and initiate the conversation. Some people might be a bit more open than me but these are things I don't generally talk about in an open forum (unless you're family).
Weight gain. It is not ok to ask me how much weight I've gained, how much I weigh, or make general comments/ask questions on my appearance. It's really nobody's business how much I weigh. How much do you weigh?! Also, yes I am tired and probably look that way, no need to remind me of it.
Breastfeeding. Though this may seem like a perfectly normal thing to talk about to some people it's really not. This is a very personal decision and not something most women care to discuss with strangers, hairdressers, coworkers, etc.
On a somewhat related note, pregnancy is a time of advice overload. Everyone has something to say. People think that because you’re pregnant then they have a right/need to tell you what to expect, what to do about it, what products to use, how to deal with baby, etc. For those that are pregnant, you now what I‘m talking about; for those that are thinking about it, be prepared; for those that like to think that they are the one and only Almighty Advice giver in your life because they either have a child or know someone else who does, you‘re not. Joseph and I have an amazingly supportive wonderful family, if we need advice we will most likely go to them. This is not to say that some advice is not welcomed, generally it is. But just keep in mind that Joseph and I are getting advice from every which way these days and if I look like I could care less about what you have to say, it’s probably because I could care less what you have to say.
On a positive note this week was an amazing step in my pregnancy journey. I felt the baby kick for the first time for sure as I sat awake one night reading "What to Expect the First Year" which is a great book btw. The past two weeks or so I have been feeling like something was tickling the inside of my stomach but Tuesday night was a definite kick and not just one there were a couple. It made me laugh because I could imagine tiny BPW's little legs just a kicking away saying "you may be ready to go to bed but I'm not!" I occasionally feel a few kicks here and there every so often and it usually happens when I'm sitting very still, mostly at night. It's pretty cool.
The best part about this whole journey is that I get to share it with my sister. Her and I are due three days apart and are experiencing basically the same stuff and it's awesome to share this time with her.
So that's the latest update from the Winterer house. Less than a week til we go back to the doctor for the great reveal. After that we’ll start our registry and begin planning the nursery. We are so excited! I know next week is going to be incredibly long and if I seem like my mind is elsewhere it's because it is. :-)
So as you can see emotional stability is a constant battle that I will probably fight for the next 20 weeks. There's no need to walk on eggshells around me but I am overly sensitive these days and pointing out or joking about my sensitivity is probably not a good idea. I'm a bit sensitive about my sensitivity.
Now some ladies might be a bit more open that I am but I think there are some topics that are just off limits to the general public, unless of course I bring them up and initiate the conversation. Some people might be a bit more open than me but these are things I don't generally talk about in an open forum (unless you're family).
Weight gain. It is not ok to ask me how much weight I've gained, how much I weigh, or make general comments/ask questions on my appearance. It's really nobody's business how much I weigh. How much do you weigh?! Also, yes I am tired and probably look that way, no need to remind me of it.
Breastfeeding. Though this may seem like a perfectly normal thing to talk about to some people it's really not. This is a very personal decision and not something most women care to discuss with strangers, hairdressers, coworkers, etc.
On a somewhat related note, pregnancy is a time of advice overload. Everyone has something to say. People think that because you’re pregnant then they have a right/need to tell you what to expect, what to do about it, what products to use, how to deal with baby, etc. For those that are pregnant, you now what I‘m talking about; for those that are thinking about it, be prepared; for those that like to think that they are the one and only Almighty Advice giver in your life because they either have a child or know someone else who does, you‘re not. Joseph and I have an amazingly supportive wonderful family, if we need advice we will most likely go to them. This is not to say that some advice is not welcomed, generally it is. But just keep in mind that Joseph and I are getting advice from every which way these days and if I look like I could care less about what you have to say, it’s probably because I could care less what you have to say.
On a positive note this week was an amazing step in my pregnancy journey. I felt the baby kick for the first time for sure as I sat awake one night reading "What to Expect the First Year" which is a great book btw. The past two weeks or so I have been feeling like something was tickling the inside of my stomach but Tuesday night was a definite kick and not just one there were a couple. It made me laugh because I could imagine tiny BPW's little legs just a kicking away saying "you may be ready to go to bed but I'm not!" I occasionally feel a few kicks here and there every so often and it usually happens when I'm sitting very still, mostly at night. It's pretty cool.
The best part about this whole journey is that I get to share it with my sister. Her and I are due three days apart and are experiencing basically the same stuff and it's awesome to share this time with her.
So that's the latest update from the Winterer house. Less than a week til we go back to the doctor for the great reveal. After that we’ll start our registry and begin planning the nursery. We are so excited! I know next week is going to be incredibly long and if I seem like my mind is elsewhere it's because it is. :-)
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