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Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Baby Squish : 34 Weeks

I'm ignoring the countdown because it will just really highlight how quickly she's going to be here. Six weeks! No, five. I keep forgetting she'll be born right around 39 instead of 40 (if I make it to 39 - I assume I will since Carys showed no signs of coming on her own at 39w5d).

God, I just cannot take in-focus pictures apparently.
Pregnancy-wise, I'm feeling large, obviously. I can officially say that I'm having a baby NEXT MONTH! Yay! She's still a squirmy little thing, and her butt likes to hang out in the exact same place that Carys always had hers, which makes me smile.  Last week she jumped in estimated weight from the 46th percentile to the 60th percentile, so I might be looking at another nine pounder if she keeps jumping in size.  I do love my doctor, though, because he's mentioned multiple times, "Well, because you're so thin, blah blah blah" and since I have mirrors and a scale I know he's a lying liar who lies, but I appreciate his supporting this fantasy (I am perfectly and happily average size). I'm still uncomfortable and still in sometimes-pain depending on how she decides to jam her head into certain sensitive areas, but it comes and goes (lately it's been more coming than going). I'm definitely beginning to hit the "hard to breathe" stage. I got winded going up the stairs doing laundry yesterday.  Chris helpfully commented that I should get out and walk more, and I helpfully told him to fuck off.  I mean, he's right, but dude. I'm eight and a half months pregnant and I chase a toddler all day. I don't have the time or energy to add an hour of walking for funsies on top of that, nor am I sure when I'd do it since he usually doesn't get home from work until it's time for me to go to bed and it's been too rainy and cold to do it outside - not to mention that an hour walk with a toddler is about a block long.

Again with the blur. FOCUS, DUDE.

World's most boring update: We got the house measured for new carpet, so now I'm in a rush to get her room sanded down and painted before the new carpet goes into the room (we replaced the carpet in Carys's room and the basement before she arrived, so now we have to do the rest of the house - we're also replacing the linoleum in the bathrooms and entryway at the same time). Chris is out of town this week, so here's hoping I can get it done before he gets back so we can immediately go pick out the carpet and get it installed.  I see dust masks in my future!

My goals before the next update:

- Sand her room
- Paint her room
- Paint the rocking chair
- Pick out fabric for the rocking chair
- Paint the nightstand
- Pick out carpet and tile
- Schedule carpet and tile installation

I can do all that in two weeks, right? RIGHT? Right! Go team!

Oh, and we might....MIGHT....miiiiiiiight....have a name.  Maybe.  I'm nervous to even type the name out, because I am still hesitant.  But just having a "maybe" name is nice. I've been using it to address the bump for the last week or so, telling Carys to say it, trying out nicknames, writing it out on scratch paper in different fonts like a girl with a crush, and I think this might be it. Maybe. EEEEEK. Why must the task of growing and raising a child also come with the enormous responsibility of naming said child?!?!

Bonus comparison shot, almost 10 weeks apart. Note to self: bangs. Always with the bangs. So much better.



  1. So wish I was there to help you! You are so beautiful in all your pictures! I can't believe Baby Squish is almost here!

  2. I like the no bangs third picture in the last row as well.
    Wow, you are having a baby soon! and it is a girl... I am so jealous!