Tiny Eden

Monday, June 24, 2013

Crumb Catchin' Cleavage

Cheers to the start of Week 24!  While we definitely don't want Baby Boy "B" to make his appearance anytime soon (um, I am soooo not ready), it is a relief to know that he is at the point of viability should anything occur.  He is so very active in there and I think there is a possibility that he has confused my bladder with a trampoline.  Triple B loves to kick a ton and I think Josh Brown needs to look out because the NY GIANTS might have a new kicker in a few years!  Poor Phoebe had her head on my lap the other day resting against my belly when she got a good, hard kick.  She looked at my stomach as though there was an alien in there.  It didn't stop her from putting her head back in the same spot, though!

So, I signed up to get these weekly updates regarding what is going on with each week of my pregnancy, what changes I might notice in my own body, what is going on in terms of how big the baby is getting, etc.  Well, I really had to laugh on about week 16 when the update stated that I might notice something new occurring.  My stomach might now start to stick out further than my breasts.  Hmmmm.  Interesting.  Let's just say that the Wonder Bra and Chicken Cutlet bra inserts have been staples in my wardrobe for as long as I can remember.  Without them, my stomach has always stuck out further.  And I would not exactly classify myself as having a pooch!  So, this, my friends, was nothing new to me! 

I did have something new to discover, though.  This strange thing that tons of other people had on an every day basis.  Cleavage.  I quickly discovered the purpose of cleavage.  It is to catch crumbs while you eat.  Although, not just crumbs.  Half potato chips, chunks of cookies, chocolate chips, granola, bread crust, hunks of bacon, and I think there was even a grape in there once.  I would get home from work and get undressed to get in the shower only to find a buffet in my bra.  Which, word to the wise, if anyone is looking for a good maternity bra, I heeded the advice of my BFF and picked up some Genie bras at Target.  They are pretty much a stretchy, very comfy sports-like bra. 

Shockingly enough, I miss the days of going braless.  I am not a fan of these 2 things that have made a home above my belly.  I have heard nasty rumors that post-pregnancy, they can be described as tube socks with a tennis ball in each.  Lovely!  Here's to hoping that, by some miracle, this does not happen to me. 

With all that being said, this is obviously a very small price to pay for this miracle that is growing inside of me.  Only 16 more weeks until we meet this little fella!  Too exciting!

I hope everyone is enjoying their summer so far.  Today is my mom's last day of school which means that the troops will be coming down for a visit!  WooHoo! Can't wait for lazy days by the pool, cooking with my mom and sister, and shopping with the gals!

"Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy and complaining about the shadow over my feet, I'd have cherished every minute of it and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was to be my only chance in life to assist God in a miracle." ~Erma Bombeck

"I begin to love this little creature, and to anticipate his birth as a fresh twist to a knot which I do not wish to untie." ~Mary Wollstonecraft

"Everything grows rounder and wider and weirder, and I sit here in the middle of it all and wonder who in the world you will turn out to be." ~Carrie Fisher

Thursday, June 6, 2013

An Elephant in the Room

So there seems to be an elephant in the room.  And that elephant would be me.  When I originally found out I was pregnant, I thought that I would blog about it constantly.  But, as you can tell, I haven't.  I figured that I would fill my lovely readers in on the details of it, but I have failed at doing that.  This post is not going to contain all of it.  Just a few of the tid-bits!

Sam and I decided that we would give fertility treatments another shot before moving on to adoption.  We purchased a package deal because we were told it might not work on the first try.  Knowing that I had more than one shot with this dr (we switched from the awful place we used last time!), I think I was more relaxed and that is why, surprise!, it worked on the first try.  Will we be doing it again?  Provided that everything continues as planned and I am snuggling my healthy baby boy come October, no.  This will be our one and only.  No, there will not be any miracles.  Nothing is more frustrating than when people say, "Well, you never know.  Stranger things have happened!  My cousin's cousin blah blah blah blah....."  I don't want to start getting into the biology with people and tell them that it is really impossible on our own to do this so I just nod and smile.  But you heard it first here, straight from the horse's mouth - we are one and done.  Biologically impossible to happen on its own.

Pregnancy has not been an easy feat for me.  There have been a whole lot of issues in terms of morning sickness and migraines.  I am finally feeling a whole lot better and really starting to be able to happily enjoy the miracle that has been growing inside me.  Someone helped me find the right words the other day because I hated to say that I did not like being pregnant.  That was not the truth because I liked the fact that I had a little human growing inside of me, but I hated how I was feeling.  So, the best way to put it is that I LOVE being pregnant, but I hate the negative side effects.  Who would love non-stop gagging, random vomiting, blinding headaches, constipation, bloating, uncontrollable gas, you name it, I had it!  Not many would say they loved any of those aspects of it.  And if you do, I call bull.

I am not asking for sympathy by any means what-so-ever with what I am about to write.  Based on my past, I have always been thin.  Putting on weight was always an issue for me. Like I already said, not asking for sympathy at all.  But there are some things that people don't warn you about with pregnancy or that you have been warned about but you think that it will never, ever happen to you.  There are several "birth boards" on the internet and there is one that I used to frequent quite often.  In the very beginning, people were complaining about the fact that being pregnant in the summer kind of stinks because you get overly hot and clothes are uncomfortable and when they wear sundresses, their thighs chafe and being pregnant will only make the chaffing worse.  Thighs chaffing?  What is this thigh chaffing that you speak of?  My thighs don't touch.  Guess this is something I will not have to be concerned with.  Well, it all happened literally overnite.  I got in the shower one nite after work, and there you have it.  Lo and behold, there was chaffage.  Definitely not a feeling that I enjoy nor am I thrilled that it occurs just about every time I take a step.  As of right now, my weight gain is still in the single digits (barely) but apparently, it is enough to cause a chafe chafe here and a chafe chafe there when I walk.  Again, not asking for sympathy.  Just making fun of myself. 

I hope everyone is enjoying the summer sun!  Don't forget the sunscreen!  Also, for the safety of our furry friends, please remember that even in the shade with the windows rolled down, it is WAY too hot to leave your pups in the car even for 5 minutes!

"Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time."  ~John Lubbock