How far along? 32 weeks.
Total weight gain/loss: +27 lbs, I think.
Maternity clothes? Yep. And I’ve grown out of some of the stuff I bought just 3-4 months ago. SCARY.
Stretch marks? Allow me a moment to address the stretchies. YOU DID NOT HAVE PERMISSION TO INVADE MY OTHER BOOB. *sigh* But, stomach is still stretchie free. THANK GOD.
Sleep: Past few nights have been the worst I’ve had. Up 2-4 times a night to pee, cannot get comfy, and this morning woke up with what I can only assume is the classic pregnancy induced carpal tunnel in my right hand.
Best moment this week: My birthday! I did exactly what I wanted to do, and the hubs gave me the most beautiful diamond stud earrings! My first pair of diamond earrings!!
Movement: Oui.
Food cravings: The hubs got me the cake I’ve been craving. Now I’m back to craving whatever won’t set off the gallbladder alarm.
Gender: I’m still leaning girl.
Labor Signs: This past week has been better, still having BHs but keeping them in check.
Belly Button in or out? Flat as all get-out.
What I miss: Stomach sleeping and being able to help out around the house. The guilt I have while watching the hubs do everything is out of control.
What I am looking forward to: My next appointment. I’d like more confirmation everything’s okay.
Weekly Wisdom: Eat small meals! I think wolfing down tacos and rice last night is what induced my uncomfortableness.
Milestones: I turned 29. 
32 weeks.
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Birthdays – pre-pregnancy and pregnancy.
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This is a photo of me yesterday on my 29th birthday, enjoying a virgin Bloody Mary on the St. Croix river in Stillwater. After an afternoon spent in antique stores and window shopping, this was the perfect next step – Virgin Mary’s and dinner. We followed this up with cake from Woullet’s and a couple scoops of ice cream at home.
Below is a photo of me on my 28th birthday. I am the one behind the shirtless Taylor Hicks look-a-like getting my freak on. (That’s my friend Mandy in the front.) This all took place at a lovely establishment known as The Gay 90’s – a gay friendly club in Minneapolis with the BEST DRAG SHOW EVER (don’t let anyone tell you otherwise). I was drunk off my skull and had the time of my life.
Both of these birthday goings-on were my choice, and exactly what I wanted to do on that given day. The difference a year can make. Oh, and gestating a human being making my 29th the most sober birthday I’ve had in nearly a decade.
(Make no mistake – 30 will be an earth shattering event. We WILL be getting a babysitter.)
Cervix status, again.
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And, best pre-birthday news ever – nothing has changed! Still not dilated, but soft, thick and closed.
The midwife I saw today said just keep doing what you’re doing and continue to relax as much as possible. I have another appointment in a week with John the Midwife to get checked again, but I’m still feeling pretty good and optimistic that everything’s going to be fine and I’ll probably go overdue in the end.
To celebrate, I day dreamed about a Sausage Biscuit from McD’s on my way to work this morning. And, instead of indulging in what might have been nothing short of a food-gasm, I had a blueberry muffin and a cup of fruit.
(I’m not scurred to admit that discussing the Sausage Biscuit is making my mouth water. BADLY.)
And in totally different news, the hubs and I have OFFICIALLY agreed on a boy name. For real this time. It’s settled and set in stone, as far as I’m concerned. Now to work on a girl’s name. And sorry to say, but along with the sex of the baby, this one will also be a surprise for the big day. Lo siento.
Foul language be damned!
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Ninja rolls. from jenna bee on Vimeo.
Yeah, there’s some swears in this video. But to make it worth your while, there’s also Boo-boo the jerkiest cat in town, my monkey toes, and America’s Funniest Home Videos in the background. Worth your 30 seconds, for sure.
Thursday musings.
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I jumped the gun on Twitter/Facebook and said that I’m now 8 months pregnant. Actually, next Tuesday I’ll be 8 months pregnant. But…technicalities. I feel 8 months pregnant so I’m going with it.
The past couple days I’ve been feeling okay. Today I feel okay too. A little crampy last night, and a little bit of an upset tummy, but I’ll attribute that to lack of relaxing. (We had birthing class #2 last night.) I’m starting to not be so paranoid, and I’m becoming more positive that I’m going to make it to the end without too much dilating, bedrest or pre-term labor. I don’t know why, but I feel like that test was a fluke. Maybe I’m just being uber optimistic. Or maybe, like SC Rep Joe Wilson likes to charge – “You lie.”
I met with an HR rep today who explained my leave benefits and short term disability blah blah to me. It’s confusing, to say the least, but I feel like I understand it much more now. The sad part is that if I should happen to go on bedrest, my time off will come out of the 12 week FMLA business, decreasing the amount of time I would get with the babe after I deliver. I could get an extension, but it needs to be approved by my boss (which I don’t think would be a problem) but it makes me sad, none the less. I’m VERY determined to work till the end…no matter when the end might be.
Tomorrow morning is my next internal. Again, very optimistic that there’s been no change since Tuesday. I’ll let y’all know what the results are when I have a chance.
