33 weeks, 1 day to be precise. Which means I have 6 weeks 6 days until the expected arrival of our little girl.
33 week bump:
Bump: It’s kind of fun having an obvious bump, in which people can clearly tell you’re pregnant, and it’s fun how happy and excited complete strangers have been for me.
What’s really funny at this stage of the pregnancy is looking back at pictures I took of myself when I thought I had a bump. Like what on earth was I thinking when I took this picture at 19 weeks:
19 week bump picture….but wait, where’s the bump??
At 23 weeks, a tiny bump, which felt huge at the time:
I suppose in another few weeks I’ll look back to this post and laugh at how big I thought my bump was at this stage : )
Baby movement: Some days more than others, but when she’s active, boy is she active. Dean and I saw the imprint of her foot as she kicked the side of my stomach the other night.
Cravings: A few weeks ago, it was sushi and seaweed salad. I mostly ate avocado/vegetarian rolls, and occasionally some salmon. If you research the topic, it is actually ok to eat sushi from reputable sources….you just have to be careful about mercury levels (I avoid tuna). Mostly, though, I just craved the freshness of a sushi roll, and it didn’t matter to me whether fish was in it or not, so I figured I might as well stick to the vegetables/avocado.
This week it’s been Mediterranean food. I had Monday off from work and met Dean out for lunch. We went to a local fast food Mediterranean restaurant called Roti. Ever since, I have been craving hummus, tomatoes, cucumbers, olives, feta cheese and pita bread. We went there again today for lunch (I’m back in the ED, so my shifts and days off are all completely random). Sooo good. I think I’m going to have hummus again tonight with whatever I eat for dinner : )
Pet Peeve: I hate the word “nesting”. I’m not a bird. Please don’t use that word around me.
Running/exercise: Going well! I alternate running days with the elliptical and always throw in a few strength exercises. Over the past ~1.5 weeks (I’ve been really bad about documenting and keeping track) I’ve done a 4 mile run and three 5 mile runs. Because the earliest any of my weekday shifts start right now is noon, I have time to run in the morning, and let me tell you, it is sooooo much easier running in the morning when pregnant. While I’ve always been at my best both mentally and physically in the morning, it is really the case right now being in my third trimester.
For the past few months, it was getting too hard to fit in my workouts in the morning and still make it to work by 7:15 (I can’t walk as fast on my way into work now, and it takes me longer to complete a run than it used to), so I would lug my workout stuff to work and walk to the gym at the end of the day for my workout. However, generalized pregnancy fatigued and heartburn is much worse at the end of the day than it is in the beginning of the day, so I’ve really been enjoying my workouts a lot more now that I have time to do them in the morning (for pics of Chicago taken during my runs, see my instagram feed).
For strength training, btw, I’ve completely changed what I do now that I’m in third trimester. Normally, I only use free weights and try to incorporate a lot of balancing stuff into what I do (like doing an exercise while balancing on one leg on a Bosu ball), because I believe it forces you to use your core and works on body awareness. Now I am using a lot more weight machines and don’t do anything that works only one leg at a time (except for calves).
I am using the weight machines more now, because although I don’t lift particularly heavy weights and have never accidentally dropped a weight, I don’t want to risk dropping something on or hitting my stomach or in the case of doing balancing work….falling onto my stomach. Lifting weights and exercising in general is not risky to the baby, but direct trauma is. No sense in risking it if I can still work the same muscles with a machine.
In terms of not doing anything that only works one leg at a time: it aggravates my pelvic pain (pubic symphysis and sacroiliac), so almost all the leg stuff I do now works both legs symmetrically at the same time…no more one-legged Bulgarian squats or one-legged Roman dead lifts.
Emotions: I am really, really in love with our girl even though I have never met her. Not that I wasn’t before, but that bond just seems so much stronger now. I literally almost got teary eyed watching a mom meet her baby for the first time in a video we watched during a prenatal class. I can’t wait to meet ours : ).
The more attached I am to her and the more I love her every day, the more fearful I am of anything harmful that could potentially happen to her. I have a friend who lost her baby during child birth…I just can’t even imagine. I’d be heartbroken and completely devastated. I don’t know how one ever gets over something like that.
Baby Nursery: So, I worked a 12 hour shift last Saturday. When I left for work that morning, our second room was a cluttered office space. I begged Dean to at least get started on putting the crib together. That was my only request of him. When he picked me up that evening from the hospital, he explained to me that he had cleared out the office space but wasn’t able to fully put the crib together and would need some help holding some of the pieces together while he put in the screws (or something like that).
Well, it turns out that either Dean is a really good liar or I am really gullible (probably both, haha). When I got home, this is what our office space had been transformed into:
Dean, his sisters, and his parents all helped put together the nursery while I was work. They did this all in one day and picked out all the decorations. I was SHOCKED. Like, it took a few seconds for me to grasp what had happened when I first walked in there. Dean recorded my reaction, but I may have, in my complete surprise, said a few words that aren’t appropriate for this blog : ).
Best surprise EVER! I love, love, love, love it. They did such an amazing job with the decorating…I couldn’t have done better myself. It is so cozy and cute. This room just makes me so happy. The fact that Dean and his family all put so much time and hard work into this makes the room even more special to me…words cannot even describe how thankful I am.
Because I am sort of obsessed and in love with the room, below are a ton of pictures. A few comments on the room first:
-Dean loves owls, and he has gotten me to love them as well, hence the owl theme : )
-Note that the picture on the wall is of an owl next to the letter ‘O’. For us, the ‘O’ means more than just ‘O’ for owl since our last name starts with ‘O’.
-The crib is from Pottery Barn, which we bought, barely used, from a friend. It can be converted into a toddler bed once the baby gets older. Bumpers are illegal in Illinois, but Dean and his sisters put a breathable yellow mesh around the edges of the crib.
-I think for some moms-to-be, the idea of letting their husband and/or someone else make all the decisions regarding the decorating of the nursery would terrify them. For me, I was thrilled to have someone else do it. Honestly, Dean is a much better interior decorator than I am. All I wanted was a room that was perhaps a little “girly”, but not over the top girly/princess-like. I think they did a perfect job in this regard. I couldn’t have done better myself.
-Decorations, dresser/changer, and nightstand are from Target. For the diaper changer, I wanted it to also be a dresser so that when she outgrew the diaper changing stage, we could still use the dresser.
-Ok, here are the pics: