i bake cakes and babies week 9

Week number 5 in the baby baking series. This week brought to you by buckets of tears and stride chewing gum. We have our midwife appt in 4 hours but I’m typing this before so still no data about if it’s one baby or quads. Edited to add: It’s NOT twins but my due date has been changed. I wasn’t sure when this baby was made 100% because of my whacky nursing cycle but now we know. New guess date is about March 25. Will start taking guess birth date and sizes…Now. Maybe I should offer a prize for the closest on either thing? Hm. What to give away? Ideas?


Stats:

Weeks pregnant: 9

Weight: 186 lbs

Gain: +3 lbs total (no change from last week)

Waist : 35″ today at the skinny (-1, weird), 41.5 at the belly button (+.5)

Average number of times I get up to pee per night: 1 to about a thousand and usually carrying the baby

Size of the baby bean: GREEN OLIVE! MY FAVORITE! (1 inch)

Weight: teeeeeny tiny

Other pregnancy related crap:

Emotional crap: Good. God. with the crying. Also I’m feeling super sentimental this week. Like I’m looking at my kids worrying about being able to be a good mom to FIVE and worrying about Ella getting all she needs from her momma.

Physical crap: Still with the sick. Still with the EX.HAUS.TED. I can’t believe it (as I type this is it 10 am. Our midwife appointment is at 2 pm today and I almost HOPE it’s twins. So I can give this exhaustion some credit and say OK I’m growing TWO babies. But yeah. Probably not. Amended to say: Yes. ONE baby. However my uterus measure 15 ish weeks so yeah. That explains my bell-ay). I have not made my bed in FIVE DAYS. FIVE. Oy. This is not like me at. All. Can I get an amen?

What I want to devour: Mediterranean food. Yeah. And things with cheese. And things soaked in vinegar. Like BANANA peppers. And green olives. And pickles. Weird. Oh and cool dairy. Not milk though. Like sour cream. And dip. And cottage cheese. And yogurt.

What makes me want to hurl: The list is long.

Supplements (adding this to the list so y’all know what herbals I’m taking): Red Raspberry Leaf (2 caps). I tried to drink the tea. I WANTED TO. But gag. So. Sick. Prenatal (from trader joes). Calcium-Magnesium pills (2). Taking this to boost my calcium because of the nursing.

Activity: I am trying but failing on some days. I tried to ride my bike Tuesday night. I felt sick but fine I said… I’m doing it anyway. It was 95 degrees. TOO. BAD. Doing it anyway. So my back tire was flat which took about 20 minutes to square away with green goo and air. DOING IT ANYWAY. Then Owen and I rode around and headed to his school which is about 2 miles from here to see if the class lists were up. By the time we got to the school I realized my front tire was flat. The (26 pound) baby was asleep on the back and I got to walk home in flip flops. Pushing my bike. In 95 degree heat. With no water. So counting all that as 2 days worth of exercise. Doing the yoga stretches from the Active Birth birth. If you’d like more detail let me know and I’ll devote a post to the routine.

Boy? Or girl?: Boy? I still think boy. But I’m sick like it’s a girl. I mean REALLY. This is crap. This is probably the ONLY reason I wouldn’t be surprised if there were two in there. I’m OVER it.

Names: Pretty sure we’re decided on Maxwell? Maxwell something. I’m going to push HARD for Clara in the event of a girl (or twins). Middle name suggestions for boys are welcome. So far we have Turner. Reed. Then nothing.

In other news: Struggling with getting all the water I need in. Because water makes me want to hurl. So trying to drink tea (chamomile lemon mostly). Lifewater. Milk. And then forcing down like 3 glasses of good ol H2O.

The other thing is that I’m feeling a little odd emotionally. With Ella we all were spending so much time talking about the baby. Thinking about the baby. Rubbing my belly. Doting on her. i feel bad, and a little sad, that this baby isn’t getting the same royal treatment. I mean I KNOW about this because I’ve been pregnant with tiny demanding tyrants around before. I mean shoot I was like 10 weeks pregnant with Owen before I even KNEW. That’s how busy I was. (also to clarify I was having no period to tip me off that I was late so the first indicator was the night I was hugging the kitchen sink swallowing back vomit). But still I feel bad that I don’t have the time in the evening to lay and commune with my little fetus. I’m keeping a written journal now so hopefully that will help.

Tandem nursing update (still talking about boobs. you may skip):

Top four teeth are just about all through on crabby teething constantly nursing baby. She’s still nursing like all.night.long. But ONE BLESSED night this week she slept from 9:30-1. Of course I didn’t get to bed until after 11 but still over an hour and a half of uninterrupted sleep was BLISS. She’s spending a LOT of time at the breast. Not just nursing but holding on in general. Not sure if this is mostly¬† “I hurt. Hold me momma” or that there is actually less milk so she’s waiting. And I have no idea really how to tell if I have less milk. Because I can’t gauge by her pee and I can still easily hand express. I guess the only real way would be to pump and see what I get but meh. The pump is a pain and she’s fine so not gonna sweat it.

And here’s the belly photo (9 weeks. NO REALLY):


AND THE LITTLE GREEN OLIVE BABY :)


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2 Responses to “i bake cakes and babies week 9”
  1. Stef says:

    I don’t know how you do it. Really. I just know that I couldn’t. No way.

    It will get better soon. You’ll feel better and with the kids going back to school you’ll have maybe a second or two more time to commune with the green olive baby. Also, with Ella’s teeth coming in hopefully the crabbiness will subside somewhat.

    You’re doing a very, very important job and you’re doing it well. ((hugs))

  2. elizabeth says:

    You are doing so well. I want to put my arm around you and say “You’re gonna make it.” Cuz, you are. I say that with all the love and no trace of get over it. You are gonna make it because you are so very loved.

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