Pregnancy WEEK 31 (June 23rd - June 29th)

Hellllooooooo belly.

There’s days when I don’t feel ‘big’…..and then there’s days like above that I feel humungous.  And there’s a good reason why I’m humungous, but we’ll get into that in a little bit.

New things this week, with me anyway: The exhaustion has hit. Like a freakin’ Mack truck. Last weekend was Baby Shower #1 (which was wonderful, btw. I’ll have pics soon) and while I didn’t really ‘do’ anything, I ended up staying up pretty late Friday night and was up at 530am Sat, then I didn’t hit the pillow until 11pm.  No nap, no rest, no nothin’. Needless to say on Sunday I tried to rest as much as possible, but it didn’t help. I ended up taking a sick day on Monday and literally slept all day. I still didn’t feel 100% until Wed. of this week, and even today I’m a little fatigued.

I think I need to suck it up and realize it’s going to be like this until this baby girl makes her grand appearance. Awesomesauce.

I also think I need to ease up a bit on running around and ‘doing it all’. Christ, I’m 7 months pregnant; I think I deserve a little easing up.

As far as other symptoms, the swollen feet thing has gotten a little worse. I’ve noticed that if I get below 70ish ounces of water a day, that the feetsies get WAY worse. So I’m trying to up my water intake and lower my sodium to combat that lovely little preggy thing. I’ve resorted to flip flops at work, which isn’t really ‘following the rules’, but when do I ever follow the rules?  And shoes just feel so uncomfortable. And tight. Screw it, if they want to tell a 7 month pregnant lady that has to deal with 107 degree temps to put on shoes, I pity the fool.

I’ve also had some epic snoring events…..so says the husband.

I still blame the dog.

Other than that, ice cream & donuts are at the top of the cravings list. Funny thing though, the other day I was going to restock my supply, and I really had a craving for sherbet.  I haven’t had sherbet since I was about 9. Normally I’m all about chocolate or vanilla, but now I really want all kinds of lime, and orange, and strawberry sherbet. So, of course, I bought a tub……strictly for work. Lol. I bought s’mores for home. It’s outta control folks.

Ok. Enough about me!!! On to baby girl!!!!

This week was our 32 week check-up, and we had an ultra sound too!

Check out this adorable little Missy:

This is the best 3D pic we could get. She kept covering her face and wouldn't sit still!

This is a very close up of her face. Her little nose and mouth is squished, but you can barely tell she's sticking her tongue out at us!!! And Ryan says she has her mama's 'pouty' lips. I have no idea what he's talking about. I don't pout. And there isn't any photo evidence of when I was about 5 and pouting on the stage at a Miss Pocahontas contest, either.

This is kinda a profile with the head on the right, and you can see her leg and foot bent up at the top. She's almost touching her toes to her forehead!

This is a better profile. With those pouty lips again.....

Remember how I was measuring big, and a lot of you were like, ‘Eh, no worries, everyone is different’. And I was all, ‘OK’. Well, now we know exactly why I’m measuring big…..Baby Girl is BIG!

She weighs in at a whopping 5lbs and 1oz!!! A full pound larger than ‘average’ babies, at this time. OH, and she’s in the 75^th percentile for size. Is anyone shocked by this, given the fact that Daddy is a giant? Nope. Me either.

And to give an extra kick to things, I have a lot of amniotic fluid in there. I think the ‘high’ range is around 24, and I’m at a 22. Which is nothing to worry about; Doc says that he’s seen a lot of woman this year with a large amount of fluid. But combine that with the fact that she’s big, and you get me measuring at 34 inches!

34 INCHES!!!!

I’m at 32 weeks people. I’m supposed to be 32 inches!

Technically, I’m a full 2 weeks ahead of schedule. I think we can chuck that Aug. 18^th due date, because myself (and about every other person on the planet) believes that she’ll be here early. Apparently, she’s a go-getter.  (Hummmmm, remind you of anyone…..Ryan……)

As far as everything else goes, she’s doing great. She’s healthy; her heart and stomach and brain look good. She also has HAIR!! LOL. Not surprised since I came out with a full head, and Ryan’s got thick hair too. She’s still sassy as all hell (reference, again, the picture with her sticking out her tongue). We couldn’t get a good 3D picture because she kept moving around and putting her foot in her face either.

It was also proven that she’s got her ass in my right lower ribcage. And she’s kinda curled up in the fetal position, with her head way down, and her feet/knees in my left ribcage. Which solidifies the fact that when she kicks me it feels like I’m going to explode from the inside out.  She had some epic kicks the other night, I don’t know what she was doing in there, but it was constant movement for like 2 hours. She doesn’t have all that much space, so it’s not like she can do acrobatics or anything. But she was surely making her presence known. Again, with the sass.

I think she’s going to be a handful, what do you think?! lol