Travel Often

“I see my path, but I don’t know where it leads. Not knowing where I’m going is what inspires me to travel it.” — Rosalia de Castro

Love Deeply, but Laugh Along the Way

"Happiness is only real when shared." - Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild

View Marriage as an Adventure

"Love is a flower which turns into fruit at marriage." ~Finnish Proverb

Fuel your body with GOOD (It's the only one you get)

He who has health has hope; and he who has hope has everything. - Arabian Proverb

Open your Soul to Motherhood

A Grand Adventure is About to Begin - Winnie the Pooh

A New Kind of Love is Born

Mothers hold their children's hands for a short while, but their hearts forever.

Monday, February 6, 2012

Ten Weeks Until the Big Day - Entering month 8

30 weeks

Your baby's about 15.7 inches long now, and she weighs almost 3 pounds (like a head of cabbage). A pint and a half of amniotic fluid surrounds her, but that volume will decrease as she gets bigger and takes up more room in your uterus. Her eyesight continues to develop, though it's not very keen; even after she's born, she'll keep her eyes closed for a good part of the day. When she does open them, she'll respond to changes in light but will have 20/400 vision – which means she can only make out objects a few inches from her face. (Normal adult vision is 20/20.)       

I can't believe it! Ten more weeks! Wow! That's it??? Could be less. Could be more. Seems like time has gone really fast. Doesn't it? But I hear the last two months are also the slowest because they are the most uncomfortable too.
Spending the weekend with Grandpa and Grandma. Looking all chubby!

This past weekend Karl and I (and my older brother) visited my grandparents in Wild Rose. The guys wanted to go ice fishing and I wanted to spend some quality time with the best grandparents ever. My favorite part is they treat Karl like one of their own. I think they have more pictures hanging up of him than they do of me!
I love how towels were set out for us and they call Karl Dr. Fuzzy. LOL.

While the guys were fishing, I went on a quick walk with my grandpa (pretty good for an 85-year-old man whose heart only beats at 35 beats per minute right now) and then to church with my gpa and gma. They're Catholic and as we were leaving church, my grandma dipped her hand in the blessed water and blessed my belly and baby. That was really sweet and meaningful. And my grandpa rubbed my belly too. I felt my eyes fill with tears for a second. But no crying here!

They both predict 'boy'. Grandma thinks baby boy will be born April 12. Grandpa thinks April 18th.

We had a ton of laughs and it's always hard to leave because I never know when I'll see them next. Every time I see them I think this might be the last time. I try to enjoy every last second of being with them. They are such special people and have meant so much to me my entire life. Such wonderful examples of what I want to be like as a grandparent one day.  Even though when we left, my grandpa was sure to remind us that he'll haunt us in our sleep when he dies. Jeez...thanks!

As to how I'm feeling... Pretty good! I can't complain. I had my first episode of bad heartburn yesterday. I thought I was coming down with the stomach flu (didn't tell my husband that since he fears puke) but realized after I took some Calmicid (Melaluca), I felt better. Duh, I was probably suffering from heartburn. Great. Then I received an email saying heartburn was about to enter my life from now until baby is born. Yipppeee. Let's hope not! I'm going to try eating smaller meals.

Ever since I was told I could sleep on my back, I've been sleeping pretty good! I still have my moments when I wake up to use the bathroom and can't fall asleep right away. Sometimes I feel like I've slept 12+ hours and need to get up and organize the nursery at 3 a.m. Kind of messed up. I'd say I'm going to the bathroom 4-6 times a night. But keep in mind this is kind of normal for me. I go on average probably 3 times during the night, pregnant or not. I must have the world's smallest bladder. My brother calls me Tiny Tanks.

I feel heavier. I don't like that. I'm slow to move and am wondering where the rest of the weight is going to go these next few months...cheeks (both butt and face)...legs...thighs... Sigh.

Digestion issues... Not fun. In short, I have realized how important these things are.

1. Drinking enough water. Take current weight divided by 2...drink that in ounces every day. I've been far from it. But after this weekend, I'll be drinking LOTS more.
2. Eating plenty of vegetables and fruit (for fiber) 
3. Exercise.

All aid in digestion. Trust do not want to be clogged up. No. No. No. 

On our four-hour drive back home I was asking Karl all kinds of questions. I wanted to know what he's most fearful of right now. His response: "Lack of sleep." I guess I felt pretty relieved with that answer because that's my great fear too.

We both decided we really don't know what we are getting ourselves into and what to expect, but we figure we're smart enough to figure things out. And we'll work together to figure things out. So the unknown doesn't worry us so much. We just both love to sleep and need our sleep... And I can't say Karl's ever seen the overly tired Christie. I'm not the nicest person when I don't have enough sleep in me. And I can't see Karl moving any faster when he's extra sleepy...

There are other worries, but that one is our major one. My uncle asked me why I seemed so scared in general. He reminded me it's the circle of life and everything will be fine. It's how it's supposed to be. He's right in a way. Change is good. I noticed now I'm pretty comfortable in my life right now. Go to work, work out, cook, watch some good TV shows. But after awhile, it becomes super routine. I think a good challenge and change up will be good for us. And from now on, life won't really get comfortable. I'm kind of OK with that.

Coming next: Baby Shower #2, Working on our Birthing Plan, Buying the Big Baby Items