Tuesday, June 14, 2011

29 weeks

One more week and I'll be able to count the number of weeks left on my fingers.  Scary.  It's interesting to me to have such a big deadline looming in front of me.  It's like a big cosmic clock is ticking down the time to when my life is going to change - in a BIG way...FOREVER.  How often in our lives do we get the benefit of knowing exactly (okay, I know I don't know exactly when this baby is going to come but close enough) when a life changing moment is going to happen?  Not very often.  It seems that most of the time, a big moment happens and I go "WOW, that was big.  My life isn't going to be the same after that."  I almost think I prefer it that way.  Not knowing a big life-changing moment is coming up saves me the brain damage of stressing, planning, re-thinking, over-thinking, questioning, expecting, waiting, etc.  Sure, I'm able to better prepare because I know it's coming but is it worth all the other stuff?

  • Some of the symptoms that have gone away - headaches, congestion
  • Symptoms that remain - frequent trips to the bathroom, losing my balance, fatigue, restless nights, weird dreams (had that at the beginning, then they went away, and now they are back), losing my train of thought or inability to think of the words I want to say, teeny tiny heartburn, more stretch marks
  • Newer symptoms - easily worn out by silly physical activity...for example, breathing heavy after vacuuming 2 rooms - 2 rooms!  seriously?!, sweating and tired after helping out reset product in a store for 30 minutes,

The baby is incredibly active.  I was reading in a book that I should be counting his movements twice a day to make sure I feel him at least 10 times in one hour.  Most of the time I can get to 10 in a matter of minutes.  I remind myself to enjoy or at least treasure what it feels like to have him moving inside my belly because many don't get to experience it and it certainly is an awe-inspiring sensation. 

 I walk like a pregnant lady for sure now.  We still don't have a name picked out. 

I am having a baby shower in SLC this weekend.  I wonder if getting all the baby stuff is going to make this feel more real...  At this point, even though I know I'm pregnant and can feel the baby moving, it still seems like it could not be real.  In fact, I could go and have someone else open the presents and admire what they got because it's certainly not for me.  Other people have babies.  Not me.

I wanted to give Peter another shout out for being a great husband.  He doesn't complain when we are all ready to leave the house, I stand up from waiting for him to be ready, and he then has to wait because naturally, I now feel the need to visit the restroom before we leave.  Normal husband might get irritated because this happens everytime and you would think I would have learned by now to plan that last trip to the restroom, but Peter just shakes his head and waits patiently.   Also, I struggled with my mood this past week and was all over the place, but mostly in a teary, easily hurt, quick to anger place.  For the most part he was a champ and took it in stride.  I forgive him for pointing out, in these moments, that I might be overreacting a little since I was pregnant.  TIP:  Don't tell a pregnant woman this, it's not going to help diffuse her craziness.

I'm in Indianapolis today for work.  This is only my second business trip of the year.  That's NUTS considering there were times in the past few years I traveled 11 out of 12 weeks!  What's even more crazy is that this will probably be my last trip of the year.  I am not going to fly anymore after we get back from Utah and then I plan on being on maternity leave until the end of November which only leaves December, and there are no projects for the team I am currently running in the month of December.  A year ago I would have said it would be impossible for me to only have 2 business trips in 1 year.  It ended up really being a blessing to be the Director of Retail Operations on the Walgreen's CCR team.  I have been able to learn a lot, expand my skill set, but haven't needed to travel.  While I miss it, especially all the frequent flier miles and the perks that come with higher status levels, being out of town this week reminded me that it would have been rough having to travel a lot while pregnant.  Flying is uncomfortable, dragging luggage through an airport is awkward, it's harder to eat healthy, who knows how comfortable your hotel bed will be, and it's easier to work harder and longer because there's not much else to do.

Here's a picture I took tonight in my hotel room - My hair is done and I don't want you to think that I only look the way I looked in the Mavs shirt.

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