Baby Lamotta is due September 28th, 2017!
Today is 7/27/17 which means I’m 31 weeks pregnant!
Baby is the size of a foam finger!
I’ve gained… I’ll find out tonight.
Midwife appointment this week? I’ve got one tonight. My dad has been asking to see the birth center so I’m bringing him along. 🙂
Current mood: Hurt. There’s some drama going on with my grad school program and overall, I’m feeling hurt and betrayed. I can’t get into details, but it’s really hurt my heart. Otherwise, I’m excited to finally close on the house next week and start getting Hattie’s room together.
Cravings: Drinking Fanta so much in Spain has made me crave soda… which is terrible. I bought the coke life to try and curb this craving since there’s no high fructose corn syrup in it, but I want to cut it out completely. Otherwise, I’m trying to eat as best I can!
Food Aversions: I miss Pizza. Why did we have to break up?
The yucky stuff: I have to pee all the time. I can’t breathe most of the day. I’ve been feeling tired and been having some digestive issues. I don’t know if it’s the anemia, the iron supplement I’m taking, or just my body just exhausted from so much traveling, but I’m feeling pretty out of it lately.
Currently rocking: my latest non-maternity Le Tote dress. It’s nice and stretchy for the bump, although the horizontal stripes were a mistake…
The best thing about pregnancy this week? I feel her ALL the time. It’s amazing. She has been getting the hiccups a lot too.
What’s different about baby #2 than with Jude’s pregnancy? I don’t think I’ve gotten as big. Or maybe I just think I was bigger than I actually was. I should go back and look at pictures.
I’m nervous about: Getting the house ready for Hattie’s arrival. I’m also hoping baby girl stays in the womb until at least 40 weeks (no longer than 42, of course).
Other thoughts: I miss my mom. A lot. There’s so much I want to talk to her about and I just can’t. When I was in Spain picking out presents for people, I kept finding things I would’ve bought her. I would pick it up, forgetting for a second that she’s gone, and then I’d remember and immediately feel like falling apart. You’d think after a year it’d get easier, but it doesn’t.
Also, the babymoon didn’t go as planned but we still made the best of it and had lots of fun. There will be a post coming soon!