Well after a sappy post a few days ago here is a light hearted one. We are just a few short weeks away to meeting our baby girl and 3rd
trimester has hit me like a ton of bricks this past week.
Memory: 75% gone, it is pure mush
and is basically pointless for me to be working right now. I cannot remember a
dang thing, even something I did yesterday nor the things I do every day. Pregnancy brain + mom brain = memory loss on
steroids. I’ll have a meeting at work and completely forget what was discussed
by time I get back to my desk.
Clothing: Wedding rings are still on and I’m holding out, my feet on
the other hand, I can barely wear shoes other than flip flops and tennis shoes.
Clothes are starting to get a lot tighter and I cannot wait to be able to work
out again, well that’s what my body is telling my brain right now we all know I’ll
make every excuse in the book to not work out but I’m hoping for the best. I’ve
given up worrying if my belly is showing or not and completely look like Rachel
on Friends (no shame in this game).
Food: HA! Nothing sounds good and I cannot eat a full meal in 1 setting
or I’ll get super sick. Meal planning is out the window and my poor husband has
been on a healthy kick and I could be happy eating pizza every night for
dinner. I haven’t had too many cravings lately but I cannot get enough water
which has to be ice cold and I am loving the Chobani flip yogurts. I have
figured out that Gatorade makes me super sick and nauseous. I really hope that
isn’t the case after she’s here because I lived off Gatorade while I was
breastfeeding Grady last time around. Oh and everything gives me
heartburn/indigestion I thought I could ride it out but I’ll probably we
stopping and getting some medicine this weekend.
Nursery: We are almost done!!! I cannot wait to share this room with you
it’s been a huge project and one of my favorite rooms in the house. I just have
some small items to purchase and then organizing and we will be done.
Nesting: Well this came out of the blue. I all of a sudden had a burst
of energy and want everything spotless. You know the cleaning that only happens
when you are on your cycle or about to give birth. The other day I had an urge
to clean and dust the baseboards in our bedroom which meant moving all the
furniture to the center of the room. Last night I was playing with Grady in the kitchen and just had to Old English our kitchen cabinets and baseboards. I was
on a kick that I probably wouldn’t have eaten dinner if it wasn’t for my
husband forcing me. We haven’t polished our baseboards since Grady destroyed them
with his walker so it needed it bad and it looks so good now. Although I know
myself and I’ll want my house to be spot less forever and I’ll drive my husband
crazy with the littlest things.
Baby: What you guys really want to know about right? Baby is doing great, she was hiding her face at our doctor's appointment so we did not get a good picture of her. She better have a lot of hair with this heartburn I am having however. She is chilling out and still not all the way dropped which my body is telling me differently.
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