This past Sunday marked 28-weeks pregnant, we are full-on third trimester, and I can say without hesitation that the second trimester was truly a mixed bag. Physically, emotionally & mentally.
Every day is different. It seems like a new symptom pops up just when you learn to the manage the last one. But with that, I’ve also had some of the best days of my pregnancy.
We’ve gotten some fun dates/day trips checked off our list. We attended child birthing classes which were extremely helpful—and believe it or not, I was more grossed out by the birthing videos than Andrew—and I’ve been in a live birth! Maybe I was imagining the pain a little too personally. ???? The nursery is almost done. We are completely stocked on baby clothes…sans a few basics (thanks to a great deal & late night, “insomniatic” decisions). The house is almost fully organized and ready to be deep cleaned…as in, this Momma even attacked the crusty basement with totes & labels. My hospital bag is half packed. We’ve even came up with our top two names for our little guy…oh, and yeah! We found out we’re having a BOY during this trimester! Major highlight.
I’ve felt productive & energized for the majority of this time which has done a lot to make me feel at ease about entering the third trimester. I’m a detail oriented, list maker and I’m almost always in “do all the things” mode. If I can do it now to save time tomorrow and check it off my list, you bet your butt I’m doing it today. It drives Andrew crazy…”sometimes”. ???? Even though I’m learning to slow down and just rest (out of necessity more than desire), it’s been SO GOOD to feel like I’m accomplishing what I want to accomplish this trimester. It makes me feel like I can “take it easy” throughout the next few months—especially with this bump starting to take up all my lung space.
FOURTH + FIFTH + SIXTH MONTHS
Baby is: the size of an eggplant…or a rollerblade, which sounds like a pretty epic thing to have in one’s belly. Basically, in twelve weeks that eggplant is going to turn into a watermelon. I’ve been told not to think like that but how can you not? I mean, it’s fact. May as well embrace it. For baby boy, the big thing right now is getting fat on those bones and this blows my mind…his lungs are mature enough that chances are, he would survive on his own. There are spurts where he moves, kicks, lunges, rolls, somersaults like crazy…and I’m realizing I’m going to miss this awesome & weird feeling when my belly is all postpartum. Thankfully I get to trade that in for little baby fingers & toes that I can actually hold.
Sleep: has been pretty normal. I used a maternity pillow hardcore until I messed up my back and was suffering from extreme sciatic pain, wherein I hardly slept at all. Thankfully, the sciatic pain has been completely alleviated with the help of my chiropractor & the BEST belly brace ever. Now I’m a contented sleeper as long as there’s only one light blanket with the A/C on full blast (because baking a baby = always baking on the outside). You should see our bed…Andrew’s side has about 5 blankets piled up in a heap, my side has a solitary sheet.
Exercise: I’ll be honest. I haven’t kept up with my prenatal exercises like I should. And I will probably regret that at some point. But after working full days only to go home and check more things off of my personal to-do list, I’m pretty content with just getting a walk/stretching in. Although, I did complete a 1 ½ mile backwoods hike…sooooo, I think that about does it for a few months. Right? ????
Emotions: Happy. Very happy and content and chill. Outside of those moments that I just feel gross and wonder what’s becoming of me, of course. I was just telling Andrew the other day, for the first time in years I feel like myself. Pregnant and hormonal, but myself. I can think clearly, my emotions are stable, and I’m not constantly frustrated with spinning my wheels health-wise. When I think of the past four years, I feel like I’ve been living in a fog, constantly struggling and waiting for something to work. I feel like my life was on hold while I tried to sort all of this PCOS stuff out. Going rogue, getting off of my meds & pursuing more natural aids like supplements and essential oils is possibly one of the best things I’ve done. I’m convinced (FYI, that’s not a plug for ditching your Dr’s. It’s just what worked for me in this situation). And all of that paired with the HUGE blessing & surprise that it is to be pregnant…how could I anything but…HAPPY?!
Diet: Basically, I eat like a picky two-year-old now. I know what I want to eat two minutes before I eat it and I can only fit a few bites of said item in one sitting.
Cravings: Perogies. JUST…perogies. All. The. Time. Oh, and smoothies! Smoothies are good.
Aversions: Pretty much all the same things as the first few months…like chocolate and tea. BUT, coffee and I have reached a turning point and on occasion I enjoy some iced perfection. Nothing too sweet. I want COFFEE.
Missing: my toes. Seeing them that is. The ability to shave my legs like a normal person. And also, normal portions. It really is so sad to sit and watch your husband eat his dinner simply because you can’t fit any more than three bites. I WANT to eat. I just can’t.
Physical: So, I’ve got a lot to say on this point—but I’ll start with a quick story that really sums this whole thing up.
The other night my husband was facetiming one of his brothers. At one point his brother asked, “How’s Cheryl? How’s the pregnancy going?” My dear, sweet, ever thoughtful husband simply responded…” Oh, she’s getting BIG! awkward pause Just the belly though.” Thanks for that clarification there, babe. But I just laughed because…it’s true! And also, it cracks me up that this is the first thing that comes to mind for him.
Thankfully the first trimester took all the nausea and exhaustion with it but the second didn’t leave me hanging, replacing those initial symptoms with fun things like sciatic pain, sensitive skin, & Carpal Tunnel. To name a few. I told my Mom, I feel like I’m getting the scenic route on pregnancy symptoms. I mean, you mean expect some. It’s part of the package deal. But I’m dabbling in just about everything. ???? With that said, I’m learning how to deal with all of those symptoms so that my days are a lot more manageable than they were at first.
I may or may not be over here crossing all my fingers & toes hoping that I didn’t just jinx myself into waking up with some new symptom tomorrow.
Random rant. I want to know what ISN’T common during pregnancy. Every time I get a new ache or pain, I research it just to find that yes, it is also a common symptom of pregnancy. Hormones are super powerful, you guys. Do not underestimate the hormones.
To date, I’ve only gained 8lbs which is sheer belly and boobs…and thankfully, is right where I’m supposed to be. That’s one thing that I have going for me, thank you very much!
My belly…well, my entire front end, is oh-so-heavy. When I don’t wear my brace or a bra, I feel like I’m actively fighting gravity and frankly, that’s exhausting & it hurts…so I just wear those things whenever I’m not sleeping or showering. CURRENTLY (and I don’t need to hear about “ohhh! Just wait…” I know. I get it.) I have one lonely stretchmark on the bump which cracks Andrew up. Something about my belly just needing to stretch “juuuuuust a little…in juuuuust that one spot.” Whatever, Andrew. I’m sure that stretchmark will be back with all his buddies in no time flat.
Purchases: Momma’s to be, write it down. Bao Bei Maternity Belly Brace. It’s a must have. A friend of mine recommended this when I was down for the count with sciatica and I believe it is the best purchase I’ve made throughout my whole pregnancy. Even more so than the cute, yellow striped PJ’s with the sun embroidered on the butt! But that’s a close second. Otherwise, I’ve been stocking up on oils for the delivery, a few maternity essentials to survive the summer, you already know I went crazy on baby clothes, and the nursery received lots of little updates. Basically, all the purchases were made this trimester. ???? There’s just a few things that I still have to check off my list outside of my registry, so I’m feeling pretty “prepared” (if that’s even a thing) …and I’m fairly certain Andrew is tired of lugging empty boxes out to the garage.
Looking forward to: snuggling my baby bean. On one hand, I’ll kinda sorta miss aspects of pregnancy…so I’m just soaking up the “right now.” But I absolutely can’t wait to just HOLD him. You know, when babies are in that sweet, scrunchy, snuggly phase where they nestle up on your shoulder and you just breathe them in. I plan to spend my twelve weeks of maternity leave doing just that. <3
Best moment this trimester: There are a few awesome moments that I’m mentally storing for keeps. Like finding out that our baby was a little guy instead of a girl (like we were both thinking/hoping for)! Even though we wrestled a little bit with that initial shock, which I should actually dedicate a separate post to, I’ve come to love the idea of Andrew’s mini-me running around the house. Mostly, because it will probably be Andrew’s mini-me. And I wouldn’t change a thing even if I could.
Amongst my favorite moments are the dates/day trips that we’ve gotten to go on. Which are by no means concluded. We’ve just been having so much fun together, enjoying the last few months of “just us” and for me, it’s made for some of my favorite memories. Even though I wouldn’t have picked the timing myself, I’m so thankful that I’ve gotten FIVE married years with just this guy. We’ve gotten to do things we probably wouldn’t have with kids, we’ve had the chance to really grow as a couple—especially through those rocky, foggy years that I mentioned above, and we’ve matured a lot as individuals. It’s been such a sweet year of just enjoying our marriage and this time of life. And if you know me at all, I’m not about the frivolous sap…so I really mean it. ????
Finally, more than a single moment, I have loved this time as a whole. All the crap symptoms & random hormones wrapped up in that. It’s part of the story, our baby boy’s beginnings. And whatever that entails, even if I’m crying about it at the time, is miraculous and awesome.
Here’s to third trimester! Bring it on.