Weeks 28 & 29 Pass the Salt Please

 Yes, I am a week late on my blog.  Hopefully my daughter will not be the procrastinator I am (better hope she takes after you).  But in all reality, I've had a pretty busy two weeks.

Last Thursday marked the beginning of my third trimester.  It seems like forever ago that I found out I was pregnant, but then again, the time has absolutely flown by.  Seven months ago I would have hoped that by now we would have the nursery painted and getting close to being finished....oh, and maybe a house to live in....but, nope, we are still homeless.  And that's still a long story, maybe if you have trouble sleeping you can call me up and I can tell you all about it, yep, that should cure you.  But as of right now, guess my Pinterest nursery will have to do.

Maybe dreams will come true...

Anyways, back to the beginning of the end.  I now have about 2 1/2 more months to do (go?) 'till my due date.  Jeez, already???  All I can say is she better not be 3 weeks late like I was.  I want my tax credit!!!  My last prenatal appointment was on the 18th, everything was good, heartbeat, movement, bp, it all looked good.  Even my weight, which freaked me out a bit since I've never been 135lbs in my entire life!  But I guess for being 7 1/2 months along and only have gained about 13 lbs, that's not too bad.  I do keep telling myself that I still have a couple of months to go, so ANYTHING can happen.  Ok, time for a quick question.  Who out there has ever had their doctor tell to up the sodium in their diet??  Probably no one.  But my doctor told me that exact thing this week.  Mmmm, Chinese food here I come and I don't even have to feel guilty!  Ah, sometimes pregnancy is so fantastic.  Yea, your "doctor" also said to eat more processed foods....Heck NO!

mmmm, love me some orange chicken!

3rd Trimester Here I come!

hmm, might be time for a bigger shirt....

Last weekend was the last time I am supposed to be allowed to travel too far from home.  I am now on the 'No Fly' list.  So, for my last trip I went home to OK to visit with some family and friends.  My sweet mother gave me an impromptu baby shower.  I was able to see a lot of family and even some friends I hadn't seen in a while.  Including (I'm almost positive you can't start a sentence with the word including) one of my best friends from college.  She just so happens to be 33 weeks pregnant.  We had fun catching up and comparing notes.  Even (Or even) had a few minutes to take a few goofy pictures together.  All in all, it was a great (time, opporurtunity...) to see everyone.  Especially since I am not sure how long it will be before I dare to fly home again, but this next time with a baby in tow...

trying to be creative...

Even got to eat some of my fave food!

The past couple of weeks I've started to notice something about myself.  I waddle.  But, I've also noticed that I don't need to waddle.  There is absolutely no reason on earth why I should be waddling, I have (to - wow, the pregobrain must be in full force tonight!) force myself to walk normally!  So, if you happen to catch me waddling, remind me to suck it up and and stop the swaying.



Only 77 more days to go!

Funny Pregostory:

Brooke:  Have you seen my pink thing?
Me:  Pink thing?
Brooke:  Yea, you know that adult sippy cup thing?
Me:  What the heck is an adult sippy cup thing?  
Me:  Oh, you mean your water bottle?  ROFL - A LOT!

Week 27 Boston Baby!

So, yes, I am a few days late on this post.  A lot has happened, but I just can't seem to get motivated to actually take the time and write anything.  But what the heck, here goes nothing.

Last weekend JD and I had our 'babymoon'.  I asked JD a few months ago where he wanted to go before Cora made her appearance.  Without any hesitation he said 'Oh, oh, I want to go see the Red Sox play at Fenway Park."  I've been wanting to explore Boston so it was a done deal.  We headed north to Boston last Wednesday and were able to stay all the way till Sunday!  It was so nice to be able to get away and not worry about work, house stuff, or anything else normal life related.  Thursday we woke up bright and early (ok, not really, we didn't get up till after 9, hey, we were on vacation) and headed out to see the wonderful world of Beantown (I'm still not sure why they call it this).  Since we had arrived late Wednesday night, we thought we'd just walk around on Thursday to scope out the place to decide what all we wanted to do the rest of the time.  We ended up walking the Freedom Trail.  We didn't just do a part of it, but the whole shebang.  All 2 1/5 miles of it.  Which may not seem like much to you, but when you're prego, and carrying and extra 10 lbs and have to stop every other block for a 'holy cow, my bladder is gonna bust' break, it takes a bit longer than planned.

Literally walking the Freedom Trail

Spooky Burial Ground (one of the many)

The Big Guns (make your own judgement)

 Friday night we had plans to watch the Red Sox play against the Blue Jays.  It didn't start off pretty (rain delay of an hour) and it didn't end pretty either (Red Sox lost big time).  But, JD got to see them play at Fenway park, which he claims has been a dream of his for a while.  Fenway Park is amazing place, no matter the seats you have a great view.  And there's a ton of food options, they even block off the streets around the stadium.  Very cool.

Welcome to Fenway!

The rest of our trip included a Duck Boat Tour, shopping at the Quincy Market, eating delicious Italian food in the North End, a trip to Harvard, and of course, getting soaked in a downpour just so JD could get a Boston Cream Puff thing.  Speaking of the Boston Cream Puff thing, JD didn't just have one...or two.....and don't let him tell you it was for me.  I specifically remember sitting at the hotel while he was stuffing down a puff thing and I am sitting there eating my apple.  Who again has the prego sweet tooth???  Oh, and before I forget we did get to do another thing JD had been looking forward to:  Sam Adams Brewery Tour.  Four free beers and one root beer later, it was a success.

This past Thursday (September 13th) was exactly three months from my due date.  Wow, three more months and we are still homeless.  Things are slowly getting there.  And I've decided to name our future (hopeful) house.  MURPHY.  (NO!)  As in Murphy's Law, anything that can go wrong will go wrong.  Let's just hope I'm wrong about this one.

As the countdown till little CJ gets here so does JD's Belly Watch 2012.  My inny is still an inny and I'm optimistic it will stay that way.  I've been reviewing the internet for the ups and downs of pregnancy and so far, it seems I've been fairly lucky.  Other than my first few months of feeling the morning sickness, I've only experienced a few minor things.  Of course, I keep reminding myself that I have three more months to go and  any thing is game.  NEXT WEEK:  3rd Trimester Here I Come!!!!  (oh boy, that's just scary writing it)

Week 26

I must confess something.  Last Saturday JD and I took Sofie to her first movie:  Brave.  And I cried. (a lot). Not because this was Sofie's first movie or anything sentimental like that, nope.  But because the cartoon movie I was watching made me sad.  That's right, JD looked over at me towards the end of the movie and saw my eyes were just bit wet looking.  And so he asked if I was crying, and it was that moment the tears started rolling.  But, hey, I have an excuse.  I'm pregnant.

Something else occurred to me this week.  I keep searching the internet for ideas on different things I can wear to accommodate my growing bump.  So, I thought I would mention what works for me when I find an outfit I really like.  One of my 'go to' outfits for now is a skirt I purchased at Old Navy (I actually have 2, one in black and one in gray, if they had more colors I would have more than just the 2!) paired with a fitted long tank and a cardigan (cardigan is for work).  All 3 pieces are all 'normal' (as in not maternity) clothes and in my usual size of small.  The skirts are SUPER comfortable and I'm hoping they last me into the fall and winter.  The long tanks are from Old Navy as well and are stretchy and the cardigan is from Target (again, I have more than one in different colors).  I have found that rather than trying to hide my bump under a flowy top, I like something fitted that shows it off (that way I don't just look fat).  I'm not exactly a big fan of spending boocoos (I have no idea if this is the proper spelling of boocoos or not so she gets a pass on this one) of money on stuff that I can only wear for a few months.  So if I can find something that is normal and I can wear way past my prego days, then I'm all for it!

JD and I went shopping earlier this week to buy a few items for while we were at his folks house.  I have to admit, I'm a bit worried about him.  He's still the one with the sweet cravings.  I picked out some strawberry yogurt (dont let her fool you.  She got yogurt AND Oreos) for myself and JD picked out the big fat cookie sandwich dipped in chocolate.  Oh, and the Oreos?  He said they were for Sofie....sure JD....sure..... (and you welcome, by the way, for being so sympathetic that I have taken over all your sweet cravings while your prego).

Not what you're thinking!

Speaking of the devil (JD that is) (not very nice), he found an interesting post on Pinterest and since I've been a bit under the weather (allergies, coughing, hacking, etc) since Saturday, he thought he'd try his creative side and make what was in the Pinterest post (and this is why I get called the devil??  For trying to help my pregnant wife. That doesn't seem fair).  This post was a home made remedy for sore throat, coughing, hacking (interesting that it was for exactly what was wrong with me...).  And since I'm prego and can't take a lot of the regular meds, he convinced me to try this concoction.  Not too many ingredients but the ones it calls for are definitely potent. Below are the ingredients courtesy of Maggie (http://nancyvienneau.com/blog/articles/home-remedy/)  :

1/4 t. cayenne pepper
1/4 t. ginger
1 T. apple cider vinegar
2 T. water
1 T. honey

So, one small teaspoon later, it was down the hatch for me.  Yummy! NOT!! (OMG. that was one of the funniest faces I have ever seen!) That was the most foul smelling, nasty tasting, disgusting looking thing I have quiet possibly ever put in my mouth.  And I'm a country girl that has had an assortment of odd things to eat or drink.  It was so bad that I could only
get JD to stick his tongue in it for a mili second.  But, it didn't make me throw up (yet) and as far as it fixing anything else, I guess we'll see (She def sounds much better. You're welcome!)

You want me to eat this???

You go first!