Everything is going great. No more heartburn, no more back pain, finally sleeping through the night and no more braxton hicks other than that 1 day last week. Must have been dehydrated that day.
So while I've enjoyed being symptomless in the 3rd tri, I found that boring and decided to fall and pee myself to spruce it up a little.
I don't know what it is about being pg, but I choke alllllll the time! I swallow my water/spit wrong at least once a day. The other night was the worst episode to date. Just sitting on the couch watching a movie with hubby and out of the blue, I swallowed spit wrong and choked really hard. This time there was no leaking, no siree, I fully peed my pants. Kerry always finds it hysterical watching me run to the bathroom while holding myself.
With arms full, I had my first fall. I stubbed my toe on a chair leg and flew across the kitchen. Everything went flying out of my hands except my husband's iPhone. Kerry came running to see what the ruckus was and as soon as he saw me sprawled out on the floor and his iPhone in my hand, he quickly asks, is my phone ok? Yes honey, I held onto it for dear life as I knew I wouldn't live if I broke it. Luckily I somehow managed to fall in slow motion and somewhat gracefully (as graceful as you can get for a fall) and avoided landing on my belly. My middle toe didn't fare so well...
We really enjoyed our childbirth class last week. We are only 1 of 4 couples attending. We just happen to have the same exact due date of June 23 as another couple in the class. Totally different stories though as they announced their pg was an accident. We covered the 3rd tri, what to expect, how to cope with discomforts, warning signs and nutrition. Kerry and I looked at each other and cracked up when the topic of hemorrhoids came up. Yep, check, we discovered that one last week! We attend our 2nd class tomorrow.
We've kicked into high gear on trying to get all our reading done. We have designated at least 30 mins each night for reading. I have 3 labor/birth books to read. We have 3 infant books to read. Lots to read, lots to learn! We are determined to be the best parents we can be.
This week's belly. It's getting bigger and bigger. I had 3 ladies at church separately ask me how I was feeling and I told each of them that I felt like I was going to burst. They all said the same exact thing, oh honey, you just wait till the last month, you have lots of growing to do. So far no stretch marks or the brown line down the belly, but I'd be shocked if I make it through this without them.
Nursery update. Not a whole lot to report this week. We spent most of our time on drywall repair and caulking on the rest of the house than we did on the nursery. We did get the crown moulding measured and cut. OMG, it practically takes a genius to figure out those inside/outside corner angles. Not your simple 45 degree cut since crown doesn't go flat against the wall. But alas, we prevailed. Now to measure/cut the chair rail and then paint and install. I haven't done anymore sewing other than 2 burp clothes, but I have ordered 9.5 yards of fabric for the curtains, boppy pillow, diaper organizer, tote liner and hamper liner. So lots of sewing coming my way.
We finally got the call yesterday that our nursery furniture is in. They told us 8 weeks and it took 11. Kerry is going to pick it up tomorrow. Wahoo!
Homey G is living it up and still thinks all this baby equipment is for him. He now sleeps in the pack-n-play. I turned on the vibration thinking it would scare him out of it, nope, he loved it and laid down on it. I filled it up with toss pillows thinking it deter him but instead he said thanks, I needed a pillow. Oh well, he better enjoy it while he can.
That's it! I wrote this post earlier and I guess I jinxed myself, the braxton hicks are back!