Tuesday, April 24, 2012

the third.

 - so here we are: the third trimester. and dudes - some days, i'm so ready to be done. which is freaking ridiculous since i still have MONTHS left. truthfully, there are days when i can understand (sort of) why some women love being pregnant. on a good day, i don't have anything to complain about with the exception of a bit of heartburn. but on a bad day - MAN. the pain in my left hip is beyond anything i can accurately describe. seriously. i've discovered that i can't sit on our couch (like, ever) because of its low profile. sitting in the car for more than 5 minutes causes it to ache. sitting anywhere other than the birthing ball causes it to hurt. so i basically i just never sit. which means that by the end of the day, my feet are swollen and my lower back hurts. i can't win. i had a particularly terrible day earlier this week - bad enough that nate offered a hip massage with zero prompting, then said he felt like a total asshole because it made me cry in pain. i'm ready to throw in the towel on those days.

- other than my problem hip (which i've nicknamed willow because it makes me hobble like the character from the movie) i've been feeling pretty great. some heartburn, but nothing too terrible. i've even managed to eat some meat in the last few weeks - i chowed down a big ol' hamburger from the restaurant the other day and it was seriously the best thing i'd tasted in weeks. chicken is still a little iffy, unless its covered in bbq sauce. but no other real cravings.

 - i had my 1 hour glucose test early last week and it came back abnormal. which meant i had to go in for the 3 hour, which is pure torture. i was never too worried that something was truly wrong, which made doing the 2nd test even worse. if you've never had to do it before it goes a little something like this: you have to fast for 8-12 hours before the test; then they take your blood, make you drink an awful, sugar filled drink that tastes like uncarbonated orange soda; then they take your blood every hour for 3 hours. worst/longest 3 hours ever. the test came back normal - slightly infuriating since i had to endure that torture for nothing. not cool everett - not cool.

- speaking of, have i mentioned we named the baby? my memory isn't great. in any case, his name is everett knox. no particular story behind it - nate and i have always liked the name everett (a character in one of our very favorite movies is named everett) and that has been the 'boy' name since day one. i was having trouble committing to the name though because we just weren't finding a middle name that we loved that went well with it. then my super awesome friend heather mentioned the name knox to me (which i had LOVED when i was pregnant with cash but nate vetoed so i had forgotten about it) and it all just came together. i texted nate, what do you think of everett knox? he replied, oh my gosh, i love it! and there it was. our boy, named via text message.

 - i've managed to only gain 14 pounds so far (how this is possible with all the damn easter candy i consumed, i have no idea) and can still wear most of my regular pants. unbuttoned, of course. still, feels good.

- this boy is quite the active little monkey. his favorite time to party is at night when i'm trying to sleep, of course. cash has managed to still never be patient enough to feel him kick. i don't think its ever going to happen, honestly. still haven't felt him hiccup but i'm sure it's only a matter of time.

 - this is the kind of bare belly shot i like - blurry, taken in the semi-darkness and from as far away as possible. take what you can get my friends. also, this boy is LOW. cash was too but not this low. i don't think. you would think i would remember more from that pregnancy but...i don't.

 - i managed to get one thing check off my 'before baby' to-do list. i've been holding off doing much of anything because nate's union was on strike and we had no money (to spend on things like this, that is.) but he and his union brothers are back to work (finally! thank god.) so i decided it was time to paint this bad boy. it was a hand-me-down from the friend of a friend when i was pregnant with cash and while it was still in good shape, the white was annoying and dingy looking. $20 worth of spray paint later and:

it's beautiful. it's a lot brighter then you can see in the picture and is the perfect thing to brighten up our hallway (space is at a premium in the boys room, hence it being in the hallway. it makes more aesthetic sense at the opposite end of the hall, closer to their room but there isn't a light on that end. function won that battle.) now i just need to get a couple of new changing pad covers (which i'm probably going to end up hand dye-ing since i want orange and yellow) and project changing table is done! big hugs to my bestie julie for getting all covered in blue paint to help paint!


  1. I love how we are both due around the same time and yet our pregnancies are so different! For example, I don't think I could carry this kid much higher - Baby is literally jammed up under my rib cage. And you've only gained 14lbs? I think I am closing in on 30lbs and am gaining a solid pound and a half a week...

  2. You've gained 30 pounds!? Where, in your earlobes? You don't look like you've gained hardly any.

  3. 30 pounds on the dot as of Wednesday...It'll probably be 35 to 40 pounds by the time I'm done.

  4. Oh, Sarah. Your bump. So cute.

  5. my pleasure, friend! it turned out so good!