First things first…
Best October News: I don’t have gestational diabetes! (As of right now!)
I’ve been worried about getting gestational diabetes since the nausea stopped at the beginning of my second trimester because of the sweet tooth I’ve developed since getting pregnant. Where it came from… I’m blaming the baby. I miss my salty snacks and ability to say “no” to ice cream!
My doctor mentioned my weight gain and my activity level… and I started to panic.
Yes, I’ve gained weight, and it’s not all baby. (He’s the size of a small cabbage now, if you were curious. That’s three pounds and 17 INCHES LONG OMG HOW WHY.)
No, I’m not super active. I have a desk job for cryin’ out loud! Plus, prenatal yoga is almost a joke compared to the yoga I’m used to, and walking around outside with all the blood-sucking mosquito monsters is not my cup of tea. (It’s been an uncomfortably warm October, and they’re all still alive.)
So, yeah, activity was a bit low in my second trimester.
Now, it’s my sciatic nerve preventing me from or causing me pain doing anything involving the following movements: bending, squating, lunging, standing, sitting or changing positions using my lower body.
Rolling, people. Even rolling out of bed hurts.
It’s a fun complaint to lodge with your doctor…
Shae: “So this sounds like not a big deal, but my butt hurts. Like, really bad.”
Doctor: “Yeah, that happens. It’s called sciatica.”
My hips feel like they’re in a vice grip so I’m going to physical therapy for pregnant ladies to get them feeling like they’ll work before the baby gets to be the size of a… well, a baby.
Because, apparently, it’s just going to get worse.
Hopefully, the same doesn’t go for my cold. Yes, I’ve got a cold. Want to know what pregnant women can do for colds?
Whole lotta nothing effective.
I want NyQuil so bad…
Here’s the rest of October:
I promised in September that I’d have done something with the baby’s room and show everyone… but I haven’t done anything with the baby’s room…
I was so busy in October! Trying to get to and through Junior League of Wichita appointments, work responsibilities, life responsibilities, other baby responsibilities…
…that getting the nursery painted and “set up” didn’t get to the top of the list.
In fairness, the busyness that will be November isn’t much better than the busyness that was October, but my deadline is quickly approaching. I’m almost 30 weeks pregnant, which — if you can math — means I’ve got maybe 10 baby-free weeks left to get anything done.
Did it just get uncomfortably quiet…?
I have nine doctor’s appointments left before this baby arrives, and they’ve all been scheduled. My husband has put in for time off in January, and my mother is prepped and ready to put in for time off when I tell her.
We still have to schedule the Birth Care Center and take a hospital tour.
We still have to find a pediatrician.
We still have to stock up on essentials like diapers and wipes and laundry detergent and shampoo (although, why, I’m not sure… my hair probably is not getting washed).
We still have to decide on a middle name.
We have a lot to do, and we have 10 weeks to do it. Ten weeks left, and every weekend in November is chock full of non-baby activities.
The panic? It’s real.