It’s time for my weekly, er, monthly, er whenever I feel like it update…and it’s a big one…literally…
Yep, as everyone whose path I cross tells me…I’m big. As for me I didn’t have much perspective on my size until I saw these pictures. Heck I’m still surprised to see a belly when I walk past a mirror, but well, I guess you could say I’ve expanded my girth a bit.
Even the doctor says that. Somehow between week 31, when I measured 33 cm, and week 33 my measurements jumped 6 cm. I now measure 39 cm which apparently is well over the average size. It’s a big baby they tell me. I’ll probably have a sonogram next appointment if I stay that much above average. And it’s all baby too it seems, as I didn’t gain a pound in the last two weeks (although I did gain five in the two weeks prior, which is more that double what I normally put on between appointments).
So progress is being made in the baby gear area. I think I have all the baby accoutrement that I need—that is until I bring baby home and realize I don’t have something I need. But I’m planning on that happening. The stroller is assembled, the highchair is too. But the crib remains three sided; although, I’m pretty sure that we have all necessary parts now. Thanks to a recall repair kit being needed for the crib we acquired this has been a process. But hey free is worth it.
I have reached the stage where most of my cooler weather shoes don’t fit and tying my sneakers is a challenge. My one pair of sneakers has a tongue that is attached right up to the top lacing hole and is not made for a pregnant woman to put on, nor is is made for someone to help me either. But I don’t feel like buying a pair of sneakers for potentially less than two months. And so the sneaker battle will continue. I do foresee a rainy day where I’ll have to tell my manager that I need to work from home because I can’t get my shoes on. All the shoes that fit will result in wet feet—and if the temperature is cooler, cold feet.
Speaking of working from home, I’ve worked from home four days now—two weeks worth. And it is awesome. I save gas and time. This week I’ve even made dinner—crockpot yumminess. I think the mister likes coming home knowing he doesn’t need to find food to fill his stomach too. It’s nice on my baby exhaustion, and sometimes even comes with back rubs.
I guess that’s all for now…