21 July 2018
My friends and I code-named the kiddo “Lord Kick Ass” sometime in my second trimester because, in addition to the fact that she started kicking right around then, we are certain that she will, indeed, kick ass.
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21 July 2018
My friends and I code-named the kiddo “Lord Kick Ass” sometime in my second trimester because, in addition to the fact that she started kicking right around then, we are certain that she will, indeed, kick ass.
19 July 2018
I just left one of my final OB appointments. This particular appointment involved a cervical exam to see if I am dilated.
10 July 2018
I am 37 weeks today and the wait is killing me. I know she’s coming out soon and I think my belly is starting to drop, but the kiddo has not made her move yet. It seems she’s not even close. I mean, even my Braxton-Hicks contractions have toned themselves down.
05 July 2018
As I enter the last month of my pregnancy, I have this recurring and overwhelming thought:
28 June 2018
It just occurred to me that I haven’t written about what it feels like to actually have another human growing inside you. To be honest, I’m not even sure how to describe it.
27 June 2018
I logged onto my OB’s website today to check out the latest updates to my medical records. I read through a bunch of new test. (All of them are normal.) And then I discovered that I have been diagnosed with a new medical condition.
14 June 2018
At yesterday’s ultrasound, the tech made a comment about my daughter: “She’s growing (pause for dramatic effect)… hair.”
13 June 2018
I am 33 weeks pregnant as of yesterday, which (naturally?) means contractions start. Seriously. They started. I haven’t had many (maybe a couple a day) and they are not painful, nor are they a sign that I am in labor (yet). But they are normal. And weird. Really, really weird.
05 June 2018
A true story
31 May 2018
Going into this pregnancy, I always knew the last trimester would be rough. I expected bloating. I expected needing to waddle wherever I go. I expected to hate how my looks.
16 May 2018
One of my biggest worries about getting pregnant was the inherent weight gain that comes with it. Yes, I know that sounds really superficial. Yes, I know that I am growing a second human inside of my body and, of course, she adds to my overall weight.
A typical conversation at work
07 May 2018
Now that I am quite obviously pregnant, I find that I have more conversations with colleagues that center around my growing belly. This is a conversation that I have with someone at least once per day:
02 May 2018
It has occurred to me over the last several weeks (months) that a hobbit’s eating schedule is also the perfect eating schedule for a pregnant woman - or at least this pregnant woman. Allow me to demonstrate.
From zero to viable in 24 weeks
12 April 2018
I just had my 24-week appointment today. All is still well! The kiddo has a heartbeat that is high enough. I have blood pressure that is low enough. I am up 9 pounds from my pre-pregnancy weight. At least it’s not 40? (Yet!)
08 April 2018
Lost: One small “innie” belly button. Round and relatively symmetrical. Last seen in the center of my belly, perhaps a week ago. Just looked down today and suddenly it was gone.
21 March 2018
She kicked me!
12 March 2018
I have finally started working on my baby registry. I have been feeling quite a bit of angst about this whole registry-making process for a number of reasons:
06 March 2018
I have heard about women “popping”, but I never thought it was a literal description of what happens. I always figured that the process of showing would be pretty gradual, like a sine wave.
22 February 2018
I’m going to start out this post by saying everything is fine. I am fine. The kiddo is fine. Fine. (Spoiler alert?)
12 February 2018
Since my pregnancy announcement, and especially since my “it’s a girl!” announcement, I have gotten a lot of name suggestions. This is despite the fact that I have already decided on the kiddo’s name.