31 weeks

I am seven months pregnant.
It is nearly June.
It is 95 degrees today.

It is not fun.

I'm fine at home where I can control the thermostat and wear whatever I like.
It is not fine at the office where I have no idea what temperature they choose (many days we either freeze or burn there seems to be little in between) and I have to wear "office appropriate" clothing. Which in our office excludes anything sleeveless, shorts, capris, sandals and flip flops.

And Liam is kicking the crap out of me lately. I swear I am black and blue inside. It's like he is kicking out with his feet and punching up with his fists at the same time because I will feel my stomach bulge in both directions. He has found my ribs and enjoys using them as kickbags. He has found my bladder and believes it to be a pillow to lie on and squish. He thinks the most comfortable place to be in the world is right up under my boobs, pressing my lungs and stomach and giving me really bad acid reflux.

I can't sleep at night. It's not possible. It's too hot in my bedroom so I've moved to the couch. That worked for a couple weeks, but now I think I'm getting too big for the couch - or I was longing for a bed - not sure, but I set up an air mattress on the living room floor. It worked - kind of - slightly better than a couch, until I tried to get up to pee. I could not get myself off the floor. I crawled to the entertainment center and used it as leverage to hoist my giant belly up off the ground.
On the couch I could get to a seated position relatively easily and then stand up from there. The mattress on the floor was near impossible. There was a moment at 2am when I thought about crying out for Jesse to get me off the floor so I could go pee, but then I saw I could try to use the entertainment center as a helper instead.
I've since moved back to the couch. But with the constant needing to pee, not being able to find a comfortable position, (and then when I find one my leg falls asleep and it's difficult manuvering into another position), and the baby kicking me all hours of the day/night, I haven't slept. During the weekend this isn't such a problem because I usually catnap around 2pm or so and catch up.
I can't do that at the office. :P
I'm getting very ready for this baby to come.

2 months to go!!!

10 weeks to go

This pregnancy has flown by. I feel like I should be only 5 months along instead of 7.
I'm beginning to worry about silly things. I had a dream the other night that he was deaf. It was a real life Mr Holland's Opus thing. He's very active and I worry I'm going to have a hyper active baby. Then at times I'm terrified that he'll be super shy.
Sometimes I still can't believe I'm having a baby. It's very unreal.
I can see him move now. My stomach is like a rolling sea sometimes. I'll feel him kick and look down and see my stomach poke out and go "Oh my Gosh! There really is a living thing in there!"
The nursery is starting to come together now. The walls are painted, most of the furniture is in, now we just need bedding, cushions for the chair and stuff put up on the wall. I think when it is all done it is going to be absolutely darling.
My first shower is next weekend and I'm super excited. I'm glad I'm having at least one before I get super huge.
As far as pregnancy symptoms go, this hasn't been a bad time. He's still pretty high up so he kicks me in the ribs a lot. I've started eating more iron rich foods because my iron count was low and suddenly I have energy! Though I do get tired around 2pm, if I take a little hour nap I'm usually good. Wish I could nap at the office. I get a little swelling in my feet around the same time, and it's much worse at the office. I try to take my shoes off and put them up for awhile, but the swelling doesn't really go down until I go home. But that at the constant potty breaks are really the worst I've got going on so far. Considering what I had earlier, this part is easy!

Third Trimester Begins

I'm down to the home stretch now. My third trimester started this week.
I had an ultrasound yesterday and my mom and Beverly joined us. They are such grandmas, cooing and awing over each little feature.
William would not cooperate. He simply hates having his picture made, I think.
We were trying to get a good 3D shot of his face, but he kept putting his hands up over his eyes. But he looked adorable. At one point he hiccuped and yawned and it was absolutely presh.
He's going to be a big boy, I'm afraid. He's currently 3lbs and trending to be near 9 when he gets here. Goodness... doesn't he know he has a tiny mama!!!???

His kicking has gotten much more ferocious lately. One night it got to be so much that I just couldn't stand it so I played some piano music for him, hoping it would calm him down. And it did!!! He stopped kicking. I'm really hoping this translates into something we can do for him once he's here. I'd love to pop in a CD or sit down at the piano for a bit to wind him down. He's a music lover already - and a bit of a nerd - his favorite piano music is final fantasy (a video game).

Mother's Day - Babymoon

Jesse & I wanted to have a one "last" little vacation before William gets here and it was nice that our plans just happened to coincide with Mother's Day.
We planned on going to Hot Springs and relaxing, having a spa day, etc...
But with the recent flooding in Memphis and Arkansas, I-40 was shut down in a couple areas and it would take much longer to make the trip than we would like. So we decided to make our vacation a stay-cation and go to Memphis instead. We stayed at the Peabody Hotel and figured since we were vacationing we'd act like tourists. We ate at the Rendezvous for dinner one night and took in a show "Spamalot" at the Orpheum. We even broke Memphis tradition and went to Graceland. (The tradition being most Memphians never go to Graceland)
I got a lovely pedicure and a massage at Gould's on Sunday and then Jesse and I had a champagne brunch (minus the champagne) at the Peabody. It was quite decadent.
It was nice of us to get away, even if it was just to downtown. We enjoyed not having to deal with baby stuff or crazy drama for a couple of days and living it up one good last time.
And I'm now addicted to massages. I'm thinking of making that a regular occurance.
It was a great "first" mother's day/Babymoon.

27 weeks!

In very little time I will be saying goodbye to my second trimester. The one that is supposedly the easiest.
I'm still waiting for that energy to kick in like everyone said it would!!! :)

I'm not really that big, though I feel huge. It's all belly. I am carrying around a heavy basketball. There are days when I think it is rather cute, and days where I curse it. Last night at the grocery store I couldn't bend over to get some things out of the cart - belly was in the way. I had to bend at the knees and do this wierd sideways reach thing to get everything.
And may I add, that there were two grown men in front and behind me and no one offered to help. Tsk!! Where are all these southern manners!?

It's getting more difficult to sleep now. I've reached that point where rolling over is a chore. I think I've officially lost use of my abs. I have to use my arms to push myself up and over. For some reason I'm more comfortable on the couch than in the bed. So usually halfway through the night I end up there.
And the potty breaks. I can no longer make my entire commute without having to stop for one. My commute is 45 minutes long (depending on traffic) and I go right before, but for some reason I usually have to stop halfway and go again.

Though I've put on what I consider a lot of weight (20lbs to date) I don't see it on me except my belly. I'm maybe a smidge puffier than usual, but I really think I've got 15 lbs of belly on me alone.

This week my biggest fear was not passing my glucose test - but Hooray!! All is good there.
I'm really looking forward to next week when we have our next ultrasound. William is super active now and I can't wait to see him bouncing around. Also, if my doctor is ok with it, I'm going to try and bring my mom and Jesse's mom with us to the ultrasound. I know they'll both be super excited to see him "in person".

We've purchased the paint for his room and are getting ready to paint it. And we've signed up for childbirth classes (eek!).
The thing I hate most is not being able to do as much as I want. I want to move furniture and paint and clean out the garage, but either everything is too heavy to lift, can't be around the chemicals or I get tired so quickly that I peter out halfway through. Just doing laundry seems to take every ounce of energy I have nowadays.
I'm not used to being so helpless. It's very frustrating.