Sleeping Pattern

Thank goodness this isn't everyday...but a pattern is starting to evolve with me waking up at 4:45 a.m. and not being able to go back to sleep for a while. The other day I was able to go back to sleep by 6, but the rest of the day was a little rough.

I do feel Logan moving around for a short bit around 5:15 a.m., but not enough that it would keep me awake. It is more just like a switch is going off and I am up. It is so incredible how much pregnancy can change your patterns.

I am 34 weeks and 3 days. We are getting closer, and thanks to our many friends and family who have showered us with baby gear, gadgets, clothes and so much more...we are almost ready. The closet is almost organized. Most necessary items have been purchased, or will be purchased with the gift cards we were blessed to receive. So, we will give little Logan a few more weeks to cook and then we are handing him an eviction notice. I can do two weeks late! My hope is if I get it to him early, he will be out by his due date. :) I know...it is a dream...but a girl can dream can't she?

April 5th Dr. Appt

WHEW HEW!!!! I didn't gain a pound. Doing a happy dance. I am two pounds away from my full pregnancy weight gain max limit, so this is starting to really matter. Especially now that I could potentially have 5-9 weeks left of weekly gains. To have 2 weeks where you take a break...very beneficial at this point. No worries, the little nutrient sucker is still getting his fair share.

Other things to note, my blood pressure is still good. The baby's heart is still pumping strong. He has sunken down into my lower tummy for some fun kicking and punching the last two days. This has been great on my lungs, but feels awfully weird when sitting at a desk. The squirming feeling is somehow intensified.

Now, I have the intense feeling of time creeping up on me. The to-do list is growing and time is passing quickly. Things we had in place way far in advance are being challenged and rearranged. Looks like I have some life balancing to do. :)

"The first time I saw your face"

My mother-in-law, Sean and I all went to visit Baby to Be Images in Annapolis for a 3D/4D sonogram yesterday. I was so excited to get another peak at my little boy. Technology has come so far. I have seen these photos before and you can definitely make out the parts a bit clearer than the black and white sonograms. Some of images come out looking really freaky though. There were definitely moments, like when he pushed his hand right up to where we were grabbing the shot from and you could see his fingers as clear as if he had a hold of your finger, or when he was gulping the fluids down and you could see his lips purse. Those shots were clear as day. There was even a sweet little shot of of him crossing his hands. The face shots, are hit or miss. I loved breaking down the view and seeing his little lashes, staring at his lips to see if they were mine or Sean's. There was even a long debate over whether his nose is shaping up to be like mine, Sean's, or Bubbie's (Sean's grandmother). But in different views it could go different ways. I guess this helps to preserve some of the surprise factor in the first true meeting at birth.

I am not sure why I feel like these should look like photos from within. I am anxious to see if he has his Dad's hair-the brown color and the texture. I wonder what color his eyes are and whose ears he has. When at look at these 3D ultrasound pictures I can't help but to picture the Matrix. For now it will just provide me that fix and gave me a little something to smile at today as I got a clearer image than before, and left some things to anticipate when I really see his face for the first time.

32 weeks and counting

Sean and I are expecting our second child (his first born, but the second we will be raising together). Our handsome little prince (to be named Logan Benjamin) is due May 26, 2010. If you had talked to me 2 months ago and asked if I was ready for this pregnancy to be over, my standard reply was "No way. I am relishing in every moment of this pregnancy. Plus I have so much to do and want to use all the time necessary to get it done right so we are prepared." Flash forward to now, as I am in my eighth month at 32.5 weeks pregnant and let's try that question again.

My sleep is frequently interrupted by bathroom breaks, which is pretty standard; but I think the worst is only having two sleep positions. On the right side, or on the left side. This baby is a big boy already. I wake up in the middle of the night because he has pushed his weight on whatever hip for however many hours I have managed on that side and it is time to flip over. This is no simple thoughtless task anymore. It isn't like flipping a pancake, it is now like taking that same spatula and trying to flip over a pot roast. Now I must use all the arm strength I have to either push up or pull up and heave my body over to the other side. I almost wet myself laughing this morning as my husband pushed me to try to assist me in getting to the other side. That brings me to bladder control. Never before have I had to RUN (okay, we all know that is a lie. How about WADDLE really really fast) to the bathroom at a moments notice. Now, my bladder may not be full, but the little guy thinks it is a great game to try to deflate it, or use it at a trampoline and that creates a rather urgent feeling.

I have 5-8 weeks....okay I know I am lying to myself again...5-10 weeks before this baby comes. I know I have big babies and I have a big belly. Honestly, people, I am lugging this bad boy around by day...and see above for the by night. I don't need to be compared to the beautifully petite people you know who have beautifully petite babies are next to my body size. I can't think of the last time I walked up to someone and said hmmmmm you are no super model, but you look happy, so that is good. Common sense, as I understand it, is not so common anymore, but you wouldn't tell a sick patient how awful they look because it is rude. What did pregnant people do to you anyway? Is it the glow that pisses you off???

So today, at 32.5 weeks, I enjoy the connection I have to my little bug. I love getting everything ready and I am anxious to meet him. I still have too much to do between work and personal to get ready, but I hope to have at least 5 weeks to accomplish all of that. Physically speaking, I hope to not have much more than 5 weeks. Mentally, I am ready to welcome this little boy into our lives. Emotionally, well, the next person who compares me to that skinny pregnant lady they know may get smacked with a box of hoho's. :)