Had my 30 wks appt. this morning...
All seems normal and as expected with Trent at this point.
My blood pressure was 104/60, not much to my surprise. I'd been feeling goofy, flighty in the head all morning after a BAD night of sleep.
The weight gain this time around is really surprising me, or more the lack there of. So far, 19-20 lbs gained which is a lot lower than I assumed I would be at this point.If you knew how I was eating lately (read Easter jellybeans and cake) you'd wonder too. BUT, not going to look a gift horse in the mouth on that one.
Sidenote: I've decided that a June date is torturous in the holiday food binge department. Not only did I have to get through Halloween candy, but Thanksgiving, Christmas, Valentines, and Easter...truly you hit every major eating holiday with a June due date.
The Braxton Hicks this time are killing me. Never even had one that I could tell you about with Nora, yet every evening around 6pm Trent starts up.
Another great blessing has happened in that all the spotting stopped about a week ago. After 11 wks of spotting and pelvic rest it stopped. Thank you, thank you to the powers that be for that one.
Oh, crazy fact. My waist is measuring 43" right now, it was measured as part of a game at my shower this past Saturday. I believe that's up from 33" pre-pregnancy. Once again, surprisingly lower than I thought.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
Toddler Socialism
In the grand realm of things in life this is not a big deal, but it greatly upset my child.
Nora goes to St. Andrew's Preschool at our Methodist Church. They have been teaching them about Easter and the meaning of all the religious symbols surrounding the holiday.
Of course, I really don't think 2 yr olds fully grasp that an egg is symbolic of new life and the life in heaven that Christ promised us through his crucifixion and resurrection..
What Nora now understands is that she is an AWESOME egg hunter.
That there is candy in these eggs.
If you go fast, you find more.
That her basket was taken from her and the great effort. She found about 15 total.
AND, her eggs were separated out to the kiddos that didn't find as many as her.
Her take home haul was only 8 eggs. WHICH she noticed was less than what was there originally.
So, today Nora has had a opportunity to experience toddler socialism. She worked hard, did her job and lost half her haul to those slower than her....welcome to life kiddo.
(of course, this is a sarcastic post. We definitely understand the concept of sharing)
Nora goes to St. Andrew's Preschool at our Methodist Church. They have been teaching them about Easter and the meaning of all the religious symbols surrounding the holiday.
Of course, I really don't think 2 yr olds fully grasp that an egg is symbolic of new life and the life in heaven that Christ promised us through his crucifixion and resurrection..
What Nora now understands is that she is an AWESOME egg hunter.
That there is candy in these eggs.
If you go fast, you find more.
That her basket was taken from her and the great effort. She found about 15 total.
AND, her eggs were separated out to the kiddos that didn't find as many as her.
Her take home haul was only 8 eggs. WHICH she noticed was less than what was there originally.
So, today Nora has had a opportunity to experience toddler socialism. She worked hard, did her job and lost half her haul to those slower than her....welcome to life kiddo.
(of course, this is a sarcastic post. We definitely understand the concept of sharing)
Sunday, March 28, 2010
If I was Half the Mom you were....
We've all heard this expression.
The truth is what one woman does the other one doesn't do and vice versa. Collectively, a group of friends might keep all 1 million 'to-do' balls in the air.
I started realizing how many things mothers keep up in the hectic schedule and how many we let fall through the cracks. This brought to mind all the things I DON'T do on a regular basis.
You might have the make up on that I don't.
You might have your shirt ironed because I rarely see my iron.
You'd care about vacuuming more than once a week, b/c there are weeks that this doesn't happen.
Your kiddo might have her hair done everyday.
Your kiddo might have pants on more than 50% of the day.
You might have dinner on the table by 6pm, me it's more like 7pm on a good day.
You might not let laundry pile up so badly 6 loads are necessary when you finally get around to it.
Your checkbook might be balanced. I stopped keeping one a LONG time ago.
Your car might not have enough cereal in it to qualify as a serving.
Your 'to-do' list might not get crammed into the 48 hrs before your parents arrive.
You might not run your gas tank so empty that the light comes on, not out of gas economy but out of sheer forgetfulness.
The truth is what one woman does the other one doesn't do and vice versa. Collectively, a group of friends might keep all 1 million 'to-do' balls in the air.
I started realizing how many things mothers keep up in the hectic schedule and how many we let fall through the cracks. This brought to mind all the things I DON'T do on a regular basis.
You might have the make up on that I don't.
You might have your shirt ironed because I rarely see my iron.
You'd care about vacuuming more than once a week, b/c there are weeks that this doesn't happen.
Your kiddo might have her hair done everyday.
Your kiddo might have pants on more than 50% of the day.
You might have dinner on the table by 6pm, me it's more like 7pm on a good day.
You might not let laundry pile up so badly 6 loads are necessary when you finally get around to it.
Your checkbook might be balanced. I stopped keeping one a LONG time ago.
Your car might not have enough cereal in it to qualify as a serving.
Your 'to-do' list might not get crammed into the 48 hrs before your parents arrive.
You might not run your gas tank so empty that the light comes on, not out of gas economy but out of sheer forgetfulness.
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