Web developer, Author, Speaker, Single mom, Baker, Music lover, Chaotic neutral
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.
12 February 2018
I have to say that, so far, my second trimester has been quite pleasant. I finally feel less tired. (Read: I am no longer sleeping 12 hours a day.) I am definitely not nauseous. I may almost go as far as saying that I feel like my pre-pregnancy self. Almost.
23 January 2018
For (hopefully) obvious privacy reasons, I originally kept all of my pregnancy posts private, especially while I was still trying to conceive and during my first trimester. In reality, very few people knew about any of this.