Thursday, July 14, 2011

36 Weeks and a packed post

Here I am- 36 weeks pregnant.  A lot has hapened since my last pregnancy update.  I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes, which was initially really upsetting, but it hasn't affected me as much as I thought it would.  Fortunately, my case doesn't appear to be very serious.  It's allowed me to control my sugar levels with very small modifications to my diet, no medications needed.  I also had another ultrasound a couple weeks ago where we learned that this baby was not growing too large at all- all good news!  My total weight gain thus far is about 33 lbs.. eek!  It's actually not too bad.  I gained nearly 40 with my son and delivered him right at 38 weeks, so less than two weeks from where I am now in this pregnancy. 

[cake from my baby shower]

I feel almost ready.  I don't feel terrible at all, in fact I'm quite sure I was miserable by this point in my first pregnancy.  I'm so glad to be feeling better this time, and I think a lot of it has to do with not working.

[the painting I've been working on for her room!]

Our nursery is done for the most part.  So done, in fact, that I realized I can't even publish pictures of it because her name is already on the wall.  The infant car seat bases are installed in both cars.  I have.. ahem.. started packing a hospital bag.  I still need to wash newborn clothes and the bouncy cover and such.  Once I finish up the last remaining things, we just wait!  A recap of belly pictures so far:

Patiently awaiting the arrival of his new little sister is our resident big boy. 

I can't even believe how quickly he has matured these last few months.  Our boy is now sleeping in a toddler bed, fully potty trained, and pacifier-free.  He talks constantly and often cracks us up with his hilarious one-liners.  I won't say that two-and-a-half hasn't been challenging.  Ugh, has it ever been.  I think the smarter they get, the better they are at pushing alllll your buttons.  He tests me all day long and I find myself repeating a mantra in my head... something along the lines of how these are his last days of being an only child and how my patience is especially thin due to pregnancy, which is not his fault.  This calms me about 50% of the time.  The other 50% I spend thinking about jumping out of a window while my eye twitches uncontrollably.  Lovely.

My garden flop is not as much of a flop as I initially thought.  We ate our first green bean harvest with dinner a couple nights ago and the first three of my tomatoes are finally starting to turn red.  I am anxiously waiting.  I love tomatoes and have been looking forward to eating them fresh from my garden since I first bought the tiny plant.  Counting the 26 green tomatoes on the vine now is just a tease.  Yes, 26.  The plant is enormous.  Inside, I'm hoping to get a serious deep clean accomplished before our new arrival.  Not the normal tidy up clean, but a serious clean that you set aside an entire day (or two) to work on.  I'm literally scheduling it into my calendar.

Other than preparing we've just been enjoying our last few weeks as a family of three.  It won't be long now!

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