tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12556221983777316502024-02-21T06:21:34.373-05:00It's my lifeYou can't expect to hit the jackpot if you don't put a few nickels in the machine. - Flip WilsonCarrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.comBlogger391125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-28021056081884038142014-06-26T13:16:00.002-04:002014-06-26T13:16:11.274-04:00Moving onI'm moving on.<br />
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I clearly have not blogged here in... forever. I recently decided I'd like to get back to blogging but wanted a fresh start. So if there's anyone left with this in their reader and you want to follow on with my antics you can catch me at<br />
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Hope to see you there!Carrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-18586709289070484342013-01-29T08:51:00.000-05:002013-01-29T08:51:04.765-05:00My poor neglected blogOh my poor neglected blog. I miss you. I really do. Life with a baby is busy. Wonderfully busy. And then I went back to work and didn’t get any less busy. Especially since I spend my evenings snuggling my sweet bundle of joy since I miss her all day. I could blog on the weekends, but there is more snuggling and playing (more on my part than on hers, but she laughs the cutest laugh so I won’t be giving up play time any time soon). I could blog at nap time, but let’s be real about how much I love my naps and how she naps hard core so I get an amazing nap (or 2!) every Saturday and Sunday. I think my goal for 2013 should be to be less lazy because it’s not like she has terrible sleep habits (bed by 9:30 and if we’re lucky she’s out until 4-5, but even if she wakes during the night she eats and is right back out). I have some things I really want to post – for posterity – and some letters to my girl, because I wrote my weekly pregnancy posts and I really want to write her monthly letters about what she’s doing because I just know I will forget all these cute little things she does years down the line. I just need some balance in my life. I need to figure out how to do it all without giving up what I really want. It’s a struggle, but I’ll figure it out in time. Until then, just know I’m happy, healthy, and loving on the sweetest little girl there ever was. Carrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-24302552523136764842012-11-15T12:44:00.001-05:002012-11-15T12:44:33.640-05:00Welcome to the world<div style="text-align: center;">
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<br />Carrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-575538126586902942012-11-15T12:36:00.001-05:002012-11-15T12:36:25.487-05:00So I got behindYeah....so apparently having a baby takes up just a bit of time. Who knew?! Haha. I knew I would be busy so I was setting up posts but I didn't set up enough. I've had time, but we've had a flow of people here that I haven't wanted to be on the computer while we've had our company. I'll probably have a lot more to write about now that my beautiful bundle of joy has arrived, but who knows if I'll have time! I'm still going to try to complete this NaBloPoMo even though I missed most of this week.Carrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-13975240075631208682012-11-11T09:00:00.000-05:002012-11-11T09:00:02.620-05:00Veterans Day<div style="text-align: center;">
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Both of my Grandfathers fought for our country and several of my friends have or are currently serving in one branch of our military or another. And for all of them, I am extremely grateful. I am thankful that I am granted the freedoms of living in one of the greatest countries in the world because they made the decision to put their lives on the line for those freedoms and this country.</div>
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Carrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-29392561200644733062012-11-10T09:00:00.000-05:002012-11-10T09:00:05.736-05:00Dream jobWhen I was little I wanted to be a lot of things. Teacher, doctor, lawyer.... never did I want to be a Proposal Manager. Which is what I currently am. I enjoy my job - to a degree. It definitely isn't my dream job, and it's definitely stressful, and it comes with long hours sometimes, but as much as it isn't my dream job it is an interesting job and I do enjoy what I do.<br />
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And lately I've been asking myself what do I really want to do. For now, since I can't decide I'm obviously not going to just up and quit my job and do nothing because that would be completely irresponsible especially with a brand new baby in my life. And maybe I'll continue to do this until I no longer have to work. I'm not really sure what the future holds, but I do know that I want to do something that makes me happy and that gives me a nice quality of life. And by quality of life I mean a life I am able to enjoy. </div>
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And then some days I think it would be amazing to do something that involves writing. Not like "famous blogger" or anything and not anything full time really, but something that involves writing in some way. Which, funny enough, is part of the job I have now but I mean more exciting writing because what I write about now isn't always that exciting haha. </div>
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Carrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-18528261622225867882012-11-09T08:00:00.000-05:002012-11-09T08:00:07.723-05:00ChangeIf you could change one thing about your life right now what would it be?<br />
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Well, if I'm still pregnant then that would be a big one - I'd have an outside baby. And honestly, if she's anything like her stubborn parents then I probably am still pregnant (obviously I'm blogging ahead of time just in case I'm in the hospital or in that newborn haze).<br />
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Pregnancy aside, I would probably change our financial state. We're not living above our means or anything but we're not flush with a bunch of cash either. It's not that I want to live above our means and we are certainly thankful that the income we have is enough to pay our bills and put food on our table, but it would be nice to have just a little more "fun money." Because who doesn't want to have more fun?!<br />
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Another thing I would change is the location of my friends. I have been a member of this online community since the days of planning our weddings (we're all April 2008 brides) and we've stayed connected through wedding planning, newlywed days, good times, bad times, babies, and more babies. They are a complete constant in my life and I don't know what I would do without them. The only downside? Is that we're literally all over the United States and that sucks. I wish we were all physically closer to each other because that would just be awesome.<br />
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The Andersen girls. Mom, Judi, Me, Tracey. And soon to be Miss Sydney.</div>
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The Byars side. Sue, Me, and Mary. My Dad's sisters.</div>
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These are basically my sisters - Katie and Laura. We've been friends since we were babies and they both were there to stand beside me on my wedding day. I couldn't imagine my life without them and I'm so glad Sydney will know them as her "Aunts"</div>
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Size of baby: Size of a watermelon – between 19 and 22 inches and between 6 and 9 pounds. And I certainly hope she’s closer to the 6 pound mark instead of that 9 pound mark haha.<br />
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Symptoms: I can’t see my feet but I know they’re swollen. I’m extremely uncomfortable. I have this carpal tunnel in my right hand that makes the tips of 3 of my fingers kind of numb, but not all the way numb. I get a little restless leg syndrome which is not fun. I still get heartburn, but that’s probably on account of all that spicy food I’ve been eating.<br />
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Labor Signs: Not a one. Walking, stairs, bouncing on an exercise ball, spicy food, pineapple…none of those old wives tales have worked for me.<br />
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Belly Button in or out: It’s out and it has been. It also looks kind of funny according to Steve.<br />
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Wedding rings on or off: Off and I miss wearing them.<br />
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Best moment this week: Well, over the weekend we did so much walking around the mall that I did a little shopping for me so that was nice.<br />
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I don't really care for politics. Because honestly, no one is ever going to do exactly what I want them to do. No one can do exactly what they promise because that's just not how life works. I'd certainly like whoever gets elected to at least try to do what they promised us they would do because that's all we can hope for. But politics is politics and it isn't ever going to make everyone happy all the time. </div>
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Obviously with my due date being today and not knowing if I'd have a newborn or if I'd be in labor or just too miserable to go out and stand in line I voted through the absentee ballot - but I voted. And I hope that you all vote too. And if you decided that your vote doesn't matter then you're less informed than I am. Every vote counts. Every vote needs to be heard. And since this is set up for the morning time there is still time for you to go out there and let your voice and your vote be heard. You might not get what you want, but if you don't you can at least complain about the other guy for the next 4 years. (not that that is actually a good reason to vote, but hey...whatever gets you out there I guess...) </div>
Carrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-72212454912580851772012-11-05T08:00:00.000-05:002012-11-05T08:00:03.170-05:00We're the good kind of hoardersThe kind that really only keeps sentimental things. Even though to a(n actual) hoarder everything is sentimental. I don’t really like the clutter so I really only keep things that mean something to me AND that I have space for. If I want to keep something that I don’t quite have the room for I start to purge. Like this baby. I want to keep her a lot so I’ve been purging the crap out of our house. But also, I’ve been digging through some things at my parents house. Because my mom? She’s the most awesome kind of hoarder. The one that keeps things in secret.<br />
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I never actually imagined that my girl would wear clothing I wore as a baby because I was a baby about 30 years ago (I said about. I’m not admitting anything here). We were at my parents house one day and I can’t remember why but we were in the basement. I think they were getting ready for a huge yard sale and she was wanting me to go through some things and take what I wanted because she was selling the rest. After all that I asked if she had my baby box and she, of course, did. While we were digging that out I noticed another box… labeled “Carrie’s baby clothes.”<br />
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I got overly excited about that. And we lugged both boxes upstairs. Well, she did the lugging because even though they weren’t heavy she wouldn’t let me carry them. I tried but when Mom yells you listen.<br />
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It was so much fun to go through these boxes. Some of the outfits I remembered from pictures I’d seen and since I’m a November baby and she’s going to be a November baby they are most likely seasonally correct so she’ll be able to wear a lot of them.<br />
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We pulled out clothing from these boxes piece by piece and “oooh’d” and “ahhh’d” over them for a good long while. Steve was super excited about this part because he really, really loves it when I have to show off things to him and I make him look at each and every thing I’m showing him.<br />
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Occasionally, if a memory would strike her, my Mom would talk about a particular outfit. Like a couple that she crochet for me… one hat that apparently never fit my head as a baby. And probably won’t fit her head...until she’s my current age. Because that’s when this hat fits me. I don’t know how big she thought I was going to be, but apparently she was thinking huge.<br />
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Some of the clothes were a little more stained than my Mom remembers them being, but a lot of them were in really good condition and she had a pretty good wardrobe going just from those boxes alone.<br />
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This was a really special day for me. It was really nice to connect with my Mom on a different level – as a soon to be Mom myself I find that I appreciate her and connect with her in a way I never knew was possible. I think next we’ll go through my old baby pictures to see if we can find any pictures of me in some of these outfits so there can be a neat little comparison of me and Sydney.
Carrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-76604805733873958762012-11-04T10:00:00.000-05:002012-11-04T10:00:07.876-05:00Where would you live?If you could live anywhere where would it be? The city? The country? Someplace in between?<br />
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I definitely would not live in the city. I'm just not a city girl. There was a point in my life where I might have said I would live in the city, but I don't think I would have actually enjoyed it. It's not that I grew up in the country or anything (because I grew up not far from Washington, D.C.) and I certainly enjoy spending time in big cities, but I just enjoy the slow life of the country more than I enjoy the hustle and bustle of the city life.<br />
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But honestly? I'd probably go somewhere that was more like paradise. Because if we're talking I could live anywhere that means I'm going in to a fantasy world and I FOR SURE live somewhere that never, ever, ever has snow. Or hurricanes. Or earthquakes. Or tornados. Or any kind of natural disaster. And it's always about 75 degrees outside with no humidity. And I get to spend all day at the beach with someone bringing me drinks and food all day long. It would just be the perfect place all day every day. That's where I would live. In a fantasy world haha. But hey, if you're dreaming you might as well dream big right?<br />
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So where would you live?Carrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-60296252285002574602012-11-03T10:00:00.000-04:002012-11-03T10:00:00.131-04:00Favorite quoteThere are a couple prompts for NaBloPoMo and I may or may not use them all. It's late right now and I'm having a hard time being creative at this exact moment and since I'm seriously hoping I have a baby this weekend I'm trying to get ahead of the game. So I'm using the first couple prompts to get through this weekend because I figure that there are no rules as to how to use these prompts or even how to get through this month other than write every day so that's what I'm doing.<br />
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This is probably one of my most favorite quotes. We used pieces of it on our wedding invitation because I just like it. I think right now it will be especially important for me to remember this because I know that adding a new baby can be extremely stressful on a marriage and I just want to remember that no matter how stressed we get over this tiny new person that she was (and is) completely loved and wanted and was created out of the love my husband and I share for each other. We may lose our patience over the next few weeks (months...years...), but it's important that no matter what happens we love each other and we'll get through anything - good or bad - as long as we're doing it together.Carrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-68170935213626367832012-11-02T08:00:00.000-04:002012-11-02T08:00:11.429-04:00InstaFridayI don't know that I'll do this every Friday, but I'm hoping that I'm at the hospital right now having had my baby... or in the process of having my baby so as to not fail the NaBloPoMo on the 2nd day I figured I'd set up an easy post for now. Plus, I have all these Instagram photos that are super cute and I figured I might as well share them!<br />
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This is from last month, but I figured I might as well throw in a picture of me. We went to a plane pull my sister-in-law was participating in with her work and they had like a car show going on and I was pretty excited at the fact that I was taller than this car. It's the little things I guess. </div>
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More puppy snuggles. I actually think for this one I was eating and he was hoping for some of what I had. Too bad I'm already sharing my food with the baby and I'm not really in to sharing my food haha.</div>
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I spent most of the night on my feet because I was passing out candy, but eventually I did sit down. And somehow I ended up with all the candy bowls.... what? the baby wanted some candy! (that's one bowl for each house in our row, they're not actually all mine....even though I did eat from them all!)<br />
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I picked up this shirt over the weekend but I didn't add the pumpkin face until Halloween because I figured that murphy's law would strike and if I prepared for Halloween the baby would definitely come and then I'd have all this Halloween stuff (and candy!) at home so I waited for the last minute for all of this. I free-handed this shirt (and by that I mean that I cut out pieces of paper and traced them on the shirt and filled it in with a magic marker).<br />
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I kind of joked that I would be a pumpkin for Halloween because I look like I swallowed one but I didn't have any real idea of how I'd accomplish this task. And then, like she was reading my mind, Nikki over at SuperNovaMom.com posted this <a href="http://www.supernovamom.com/2012/10/26/halloween-costume-for-a-preggo/">Halloween Costume for a Preggo</a> and it was basically exactly what I wanted to do. So I did it. And while she did hers up a bit more than I did I still am pleased with how my shirt turned out.<br />
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I hope everyone had a great Halloween! I know we sure did!Carrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-76537616823904287652012-11-01T08:00:00.000-04:002012-11-01T08:00:06.728-04:00NaBloPoMo - November 2012I'm going to give this NaBloPoMo a chance. I don't know if I'll succeed at actually posting every day since I am kind of due to have a baby any day now (well, November 6th but she is totally free to come any day now because I am so ready to have an outside baby). Either way, I'm going to give it a shot. I <a href="http://www.blogher.com/sign-novembers-nablopomo-and-join-blogging-party">signed up</a> and everything. <div>
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I am aware that I don't have blog that is read by a lot of people, but honestly I don't know how much I care about that. I barely post and I've really only been posting on a weekly basis because I've had pregnancy updates to post. And I don't actually expect this blog to like take off and become my full time job because that's just not my reality. And I'm ok with that. I do this for me because I like to write and I'd like for this to really become more of a creative outlet than it has been. And I'm hoping that NaBloPoMo will kick that off for me. We'll see. I could end up just being super busy this month and maybe, just maybe, I don't actually have time for this what with a newborn on the way but what can I say....I like a challenge. So, here we go... National Blog Posting Month. November 2012. I'm on it. </div>
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Carrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-14670482958062265592012-10-31T08:57:00.003-04:002012-10-31T08:57:59.492-04:00Wordless WednesdayI saw this on Facebook and I liked it. And right now it gives you a good idea of what my insides look like right now. No wonder I'm so uncomfortable, baby girl is taking up all kinds of room in my tiny torso.<br />
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I love this special time that I have with my inside baby, but I'm definitely ready to have an outside baby. So, whenever you're ready sweet girl we are all ready to meet you! Carrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-20239536871393151052012-10-30T13:31:00.002-04:002012-10-30T13:31:46.367-04:00Pregnancy Update: Week 39<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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How Far Along: 39 weeks. ONE WEEK TO GO! Unless she’s stubborn and wants to be late, but my doctor promised me she wouldn’t make me go past 41 weeks!<br />
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Size of baby: She’s still the size of a watermelon….just a tad on the heavier side this week, maybe. Measuring about 19-22 inches and weighing in between 7 – 7.5 pounds. Neither Steve nor I were that big when we were born so we’ll see if she is.<br />
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Total Weight Gain/Loss: When I was at the doctor last week I hadn’t gained any more weight!! YAY!! But I hadn’t lost any either so I’m still up 42 pounds total.<br />
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Maternity Clothes: Well, since I’m working from home until she’s born it’s more like pajamas. But yeah when I go out I’m wearing maternity stuff just so I don’t stretch out my regular clothes.<br />
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Gender: BABY GIRL!!<br />
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Movement: She’s still an active baby and the other night I thought she was going to go Alien on my stomach, but after feeling her position the next morning I think she just was working her way down. Not out, just down.<br />
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Sleep: It’s not good. Not good at all.
What I miss: Seeing my feet. Sleeping on anything but my side so my hips and shoulders don’t hurt so bad. Being able to walk and not waddle. Not having to pee a thousand times a day and night. Being able to get up off of anything without assistance. And being able to really play with Buddy – he wants me to chase him around on the floor but that’s not happening and I feel bad.<br />
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Cravings: Still really just my Oreo’s and milk.<br />
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Aversions: Nope, not anymore.<br />
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Symptoms: I’m pregnant and I know it that is for sure!<br />
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Labor Signs: I thought Hurricane Sandy was going to bring Baby Sydney because I was feeling sick on Monday and thought I was having contractions but after some water and just sitting down and resting those contractions were really just Braxton Hicks.<br />
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Belly Button in or out: It’s out.<br />
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Wedding rings on or off: They’ve both been off for a while. I miss them.<br />
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Best moment this week: Steve and I went to dinner on Sunday night as a last night out just the two of us before we have a baby. It was really nice.<br />
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Looking forward to: Meeting my daughter. I’m glad she didn’t come during the hurricane, and I’m really ok waiting for her to decide when she comes but I am really excited to have her here finally.
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How Far Along: 38 weeks! 2 weeks to go!<br />
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Size of baby: Still the size of a watermelon. Measuring anywhere between 19 and 22 inches and weighing around 6.5lbs.<br />
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Total Weight Gain/Loss: I’m up a lot more than I expected to gain that’s for sure. People are surprised when I tell them its 42 pounds and they say I look great – that makes me feel good. It’s the people that constantly call me the fat pregnant lady that really hurt my feelings.<br />
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Gender: BABY GIRL!!<br />
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Movement: She’s still a really active baby and she’s actually found this one spot that she loves to push her foot out which kind of hurts and I wouldn’t be surprised if I’m bruised on the inside right there. It’s also really kind of neat to see her movements because her feet/arms actually stick out since she’s bigger and stronger now.<br />
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Sleep: It’s getting worse and worse because my hips are achy and I get up to pee a lot but I do still sleep and I get a nap in every afternoon.<br />
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What I miss: I miss my feet being of normal size… they’re a tad on the swollen size! And I miss not really hurting all over but at this point I think it’s really just safe to say I miss not being pregnant.<br />
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Cravings: I’m still in love with my Oreo’s!<br />
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Aversions: Nothing anymore.
Symptoms: Heartburn, swollen feet, achy body, no sleep, sore hips in the morning, and weird numbness in the tips of 3 fingers on my right hand (seriously, that one takes the cake as weirdest pregnancy symptom!)<br />
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Labor Signs: Nope. Not a single contraction and really very few Braxton Hicks contractions even. I would even venture to guess I still have my mucous plug because I haven’t had any contractions so I’m probably not dilated at all.<br />
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Belly Button in or out: Out! Out! Out!<br />
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Wedding rings on or off: Off… and I miss them!<br />
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Best moment this week: We went to the pumpkin patch this weekend with some friends and their kids and that was a lot of fun (and walking!). I can’t wait until next year when we’ve got a little one of our own to do that kind of stuff with.<br />
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Looking forward to: Even though I’m crazy anxious and nervous I’m definitely looking forward to meeting our baby girl soon!
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<br />Carrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-76846796507302761812012-10-23T09:46:00.001-04:002012-10-23T09:46:12.140-04:00Boba Air CarrierI usually don't do these types of blog posts but we've been debating on a carrier for Baby Sydney and <a href="http://prebabyblog.com/2012/10/carrier-feature-boba-air-lightweight-carrier/#">The Art of Making a Baby</a> has this awesome giveaway so this is counting as an entry for me. We have no idea if she'll even like being in a carrier, but we're going for it anyway.<br />
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I recently found a coupon code for a free sling from <a href="https://www.sevenslings.com/">Seven Slings</a> and I'm pretty excited about that, but like I said.... Steve is not so excited about that. Plus, it could just be a little too girlie looking for him. And a lady I work with got us a super cute <a href="http://www.petunia.com/carriers/sojourn-slings">Petunia Pickle Bottom</a> sling...but again, too girlie for Steve so he's not so excited about that. He REALLY wants to get a carrier - so we've been looking and looking. And they're kind of expensive especially when you have no idea what will work for you and your baby.<br />
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For the last couple months I've been following <a href="http://prebabyblog.com/">The Art of Making a Baby</a> and she has this really awesome giveaway for a <a href="http://prebabyblog.com/2012/10/carrier-feature-boba-air-lightweight-carrier/#">Boba Air</a>. According to her, it's lightweight (.7lbs) which makes it convenient for a quick trip or a hot day. And I will very likely not want to wear a heavy carrier plus a baby next summer! I hate being too hot so this could be quite perfect for us. <br />
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It also comes with and is easily stored in a very handy little bag so it would be perfect for keeping in the car or stuffing in your stroller as an extra method of carrying baby like they did on their trip to Disney.<br />
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I did some researching on their website - like any good parent would do right?! And I love that you can use this as a front or back carrier. I think we will want/need one with that option (do they all have that option? I have no idea.... clearly I need to do some more research!). <br />
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It's made for children 15-45lbs so it would be a few months before we could put it to some use, but I do like the fact that it will hold a heavier child so we could get quite a bit of use out of it.<br />
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And it isn't all that bad on the budget... priced at only $65 it is less than any of the other carriers we've been thinking about.<br />
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So there you have it. I'm blogging this simply to try to win this giveaway because that would be awesome, but after looking in to it I think we would seriously consider this or another one of the Boba carriers. Carrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-72729090278829825342012-10-17T08:30:00.002-04:002012-10-17T08:30:47.024-04:00Pregnancy update: Week 37<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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How Far Along: 37 weeks. FULL TERM! That’s crazy. CRAZY.<br />
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Size of baby: Still the size of a watermelon. Measuring anywhere between 19 and 22 inches and weighing around 6.5lbs. <br />
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Total Weight Gain/Loss: Well I’m certainly excelling in this category for sure.<br />
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Maternity Clothes: Mostly yes, but I do have a pair of jeans I can wear with my BeBand (maybe others, but I like the way those fit still so those are the only ones I wear really). And I had to dig out some long sleeve shirts since it’s cold and I don’t have any of those in maternity. At this point I’m just making it work.<br />
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Gender: BABY GIRL!!<br />
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Movement: She’s still pretty active & I love that. I think I’m going to miss that the most. That and actually seeing her move is really cool. Lately she’s been sticking something (a foot perhaps?) in to my right side and you can quite clearly see it on that side. Not like the foot itself, but you can definitely tell something is sticking out over there.<br />
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Sleep: This is getting to be more and more of a joke. I’m so uncomfortable and I get up to pee so much that I’m lucky to get whatever I can and I’m just tired all the time.<br />
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What I miss: I miss a lot of things, but mostly I miss being not pregnant now. I enjoy parts of being pregnant but I’m just feeling large and almost incapable of doing simple things that it’s kind of frustrating. But I’m all for her sticking around for as long as she needs to be inside me. I’ll definitely miss not feeling her inside me.<br />
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Cravings: I’ve been enjoying apples lately – which is great cause I bought a big bag and then one of our neighbors brought us a big bag so we’ve had a lot of apples and I’m the only one eating them! I also still have my daily dose of Oreo’s because I just can’t give those up!<br />
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Aversions: Nothing.<br />
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Symptoms: Heartburn, back aches, soreness, inability to sleep sometimes, having to pee a lot, being hungry but at the same time not having enough room to really fill me up, not being able to see my feet – or anything below my belly!, I can’t put on shoes if they don’t slip on, and it’s nearly impossible to get up off the floor/couch/bed without some assistance.<br />
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Labor Signs: Nope! So far nothing. Even my Braxton Hicks contractions are very few and far between (like some days I don’t have them at all and when I do it’s really only because I’ve done too much or I haven’t had enough water so as long as I drink some water and sit down they go away pretty quick).<br />
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Belly Button in or out: Out.<br />
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Wedding rings on or off: Definitely off. And I really started to miss them this morning.<br />
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Best moment this week: We had baby prep class this past weekend and that was informative. I think Steve feels better about the whole labor thing now that he’s gone through it. And I’m officially full term this week which is pretty exciting. It also means she could literally come at any time which is scary, but really cool at the same time.<br />
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Looking forward to: We don’t have anything big coming up in the next few weeks, basically we’re just going to take it easy and wait for baby!
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<br />Carrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-60244114165525412792012-10-10T07:40:00.001-04:002012-10-10T07:40:08.792-04:00Pregnancy Update: Week 36<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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How Far Along: 36 weeks. That means there are only 4 weeks left. FOUR. Or 28 days. That is not a lot of time. NOT AT ALL.<br />
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Size of baby: SIZE OF A WATERMELON. A Watermelon. That's not small at all. Still measuring between 19 and 22 inches, but her weight could be up to about 6.5 pounds (which would be about what I weighed at birth)<br />
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Total Weight Gain/Loss: It's pretty safe to assume that I'm up exactly the number of weeks I am. Because that would be the rate I have been going up until this point and I'm supposed to be gaining a pound a week so there's that.<br />
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Maternity Clothes: Why yes, yes I am. And I’m still wearing some regular clothes (a couple pair of jeans with my BeBand and some regular shirts as long as they’re long enough and not too tight cause I don’t want to stretch them out)<br />
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Gender: BABY GIRL!!<br />
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Movement: She is certainly active. And right now her movements are actually hurting me. I don't know if it's a foot or an elbow but she is getting some jabs in for sure.<br />
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Sleep: I'm definitely more tired lately so I go to bed earlier but I'm not sleeping solidly because of all the getting up to pee so I don't wake up feeling rested or anything.<br />
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What I miss: I miss not being so sore and sleeping well. And since it's getting cold I miss not being able to really bend over to put on shoes.<br />
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Cravings: I still pretty much just crave Oreo's on a regular (daily!) basis. Other than that I don't (and really haven't) had any strong cravings.<br />
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Aversions: Nothing really, I'm feeling pretty good.<br />
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Symptoms: I'm sore - mostly in my hips and I think that's from sleeping on them. I feel large. I can't see my feet. I can't bend over and I don't really move with grace or ease these days. It's hard to get up off the couch. My feet and fingers are a little on the swollen side and they kind of hurt a bit so that's not fun. And I still have that weird random half asleep feeling in my feet so that's weird too. And lately my hands have been falling asleep at night. Basically, I'm definitely pregnant!!<br />
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Labor Signs: Nope. I don't even really have a lot of Braxton Hicks these days, but I stay really hydrated so I don't know if one has anything to do with the other.<br />
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Belly Button in or out: OUT!<br />
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Wedding rings on or off: Definitely off at this point. <br />
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Best moment this week: Our family friend finished Sydney's mural and it looks SO GOOD! My parents & brother came over this weekend and it was nice to spend some quality family time, lunch, and a little shopping with Mom while we dragged the boys with us. I also did some shopping for myself - nothing super fancy, just some nursing tanks and bras and some pajamas for after delivery but it was really nice just to buy something for myself. And with all of that I am now all packed for the hospital for both myself and for Sydney.<br />
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Looking forward to: Doing the last finishing touches to the nursery - some cleaning and hanging of the mirror over the dresser and it'll be all ready for her. Also just finishing up the last of the things I want to get done around the house between now and whenever she decides to show up.<br />
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<br />Carrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-16123631595587048942012-10-05T10:52:00.001-04:002012-10-05T10:52:16.945-04:00I hate deer. I’m the daughter of a hunter. When I was younger my father went out with my Godfather, his son, and my brother to hunt deer. I don’t think they were very good at it though because they rarely ever came back with anything. Though I will NEVER forget the time I walked in to the garage and came face to face with a dead, hanging upside down, gutted deer. That was unpleasant to say the very least.<br />
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Anyway, my dad would always spot deer as we were driving. Sometimes they were so far off in the distance you had to strain your eyes just to make them out. But they were always there when he said they were. I never realized what kind of lesson he was teaching me, because I always look for deer. And even now I can spot them far off in the distance just like he can.<br />
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The ones I apparently cannot see? <b><i>THE ONES THAT JUMP OUT IN FRONT OF ME. </i></b><br />
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I have been driving for almost 15 years. I have never hit an animal. I’ve seen them (mostly deer, but once we did see a bear trying to cross the road). But never hit them.<br />
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Until the end of August. It was just before dawn <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>(because I leave the house at 6-ish, this morning it was more on the “ish” side)</i></span> and I was scanning the roads like I always do – especially come fall when it’s darker in the morning and the fawns are leaving their parents and those are the most stupid of all the deer.<br />
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And I got one. People say they come out of nowhere and I never believed how you couldn’t possibly see a deer coming at you. BUT YOU CAN’T. He was leaping across the road and by the time I saw him he was literally in front of me. I tried to stop <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>(which is apparently not a good thing to do, in case you were wondering) </i></span>but it was too late. I do think if I’d been going a little slower, or even seen him a few seconds before, I wouldn’t have hit him because I hit him on the very far side of my bumper on the passenger side <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>(I was in the left lane)</i></span>. I did manage to throw this poor guy all the way across the road to the ditch on the right lane. It was definitely a fawn, which was probably lucky on my part because he was kind of small and didn’t do a ton of damage.<br />
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I quickly pulled off the road – that is after I like realized I was stopped in the middle of the left lane. I assessed the damage and cussed a lot and then I called Steve. Woke him up in the most fun way! He panicked – because of the baby and all – but I assured him that we were fine and that it was my car that was not. A very nice man <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>(that worked at a body shop)</i></span> came to my aide<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i> (thankfully I was still on the phone with Steve when he stopped cause I would have been a tad freaked out by that)</i></span>. He assessed my damage, asked if I was ok, and tied up my bumper and said that the damage wasn’t that bad so I could actually drive the car to the shop instead of waiting for a tow truck. Steve was on the phone the whole time so I asked a couple questions to make him (and me) feel better. The guy gave me his name and number in case the insurance people wanted to talk to him and we both went on our way. He followed me for a bit before I could make a turn around and it made me feel better that if anything should happen I knew he would stop again.<br />
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I headed home <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>(which wasn’t very far because I had basically just left for work)</i></span> to call the insurance company. I got made my claim and got to the claim department just as they were opening so the whole process was very quick. Our friend works at his father’s collision center so we had already told him we’d be in later with the car so after I got off the phone with the insurance company we headed over there. And then next door to pick up my rental. The rental people were really surprised that we had taken care of all of this in the 2-ish hours since the accident. That morning. Apparently some people are slower than I am. I don’t have time to waste so I don’t waste time. We were in our rental in no time <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>(thank you, Enterprise!)</i></span> and back on our merry way to get on with our day.<br />
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When I got home I did call the doctor because I wasn’t sure what to do in this situation – and I had received lots of advice to call just in case. So I called, figuring that since I didn’t hit the steering wheel with my belly and that I wasn’t having any bleeding or cramping or contractions I was fine and there would be no need to go in or anything.<br />
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I was not correct in my assumption.<br />
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Straight to Labor and Delivery for me! For some monitoring.<br />
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At this point, I had sent Steve on his way to an interview because I really figured I’d be maybe going in to the doctor’s office if anything at all. He asked if he should come back and go with me, but that seemed silly because I really didn’t want him canceling his interview only a few hours before it was set to start and I knew that I would be fine.<br />
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I headed to L&D and my doctor had already called ahead to let them know I would be arriving shortly so I didn’t have really any wait. I was hooked up to the machine by 10 and so began my 4 hours of monitoring. Since I wasn’t really sure how long I’d be there I made sure to bring my Kindle so I had something to do other than play on my phone <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>(and then not drain my phone battery, just in case.) </i></span><br />
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For those of you that don’t know, monitoring is super boring. You lay on a bed, hooked up to machines that measure your contractions and the baby’s heartbeat and just wait for it to be over. It was really cool to hear the heartbeat (and some hiccups too) for a couple hours. I tried to record it but that didn’t really work out too well which was kind of disappointing.<br />
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I read for a little bit. I watched some TV. But mostly I napped. And falling asleep to the sound of my daughter’s beating heart was pretty amazing.<br />
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By the time I was waking up from my nap it had been nearly 4 hours since I’d been hooked up to the machines (but only about 2 since I had fallen asleep – which is still a pretty good nap). I got up to pee and barely had gotten settled back in the bed before the doctor and nurse were coming in to check out my readings (not a single contraction and a good strong heartbeat). All of that meant that I would be free to go!<br />
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It was definitely a long day and I was starving <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>(because if anything had been wrong there would have been an emergency c-section in my future which meant I couldn’t eat)</i></span>. After I left the hospital I headed straight to Subway for the meatball sub I had been basically drooling over since I got there because I had seen it on TV. And then it was back home to catch up on my work for the day.<br />
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I certainly have learned to be a little extra careful when I’m driving in the morning because something about being in that accident just reinforced the knowledge that I have this tiny little girl that I need to protect. For now and forever. Just like my Mom does for me. And suddenly, I have the smallest idea of the love that my mom feels for me. And for her love I am forever grateful because she has been showing me all my life how to be a good mom and I hope that I’ll be half the mom she has been to me.
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How Far Along: 35 weeks (and on Tuesday that meant I had 35 DAYS LEFT! Crazy.)<br />
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Size of baby: She's still the size of a large cantaloupe measuring about 19 to 22 inches, but this week apparently the cantaloupe is a little heavier weighing in at 6lbs. <br />
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Total Weight Gain/Loss: Well, I’m winning the weight gain race for sure haha. But I still don’t look like I gained what I have (35 pounds, for the record) and my doctor is fine with my gain and at this point I’m not changing anything because I only have 5 weeks left.<br />
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Maternity Clothes: Why yes, yes I am. And I’m still wearing some regular clothes (a couple pair of jeans with my BeBand and some regular shirts as long as they’re long enough and not too tight cause I don’t want to stretch them out)<br />
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Gender: BABY GIRL!!<br />
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Movement: She’s a really active baby…. Except when people (mostly her grandma’s) want to feel her. But she definitely gets her dance party on. I love it.<br />
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Sleep: Hanging in there I guess. It’s not even remotely comfortable anymore, and I’m up every 2-ish hours to pee, but at least I’m sleeping.<br />
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What I miss: I think at this point I miss being not pregnant just for the little things. So I can put on shoes and socks without having trouble. So I can walk up a flight of stairs without feeling like I just ran a marathon because she’s squashing my lungs. And recently, because I believe she’s mushing my stomach as well, I miss not feeling sick to my stomach.<br />
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Cravings: Right now because I just feel a little nauseous constantly I don’t really have any cravings right now.<br />
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Aversions: Kind of everything right now because it seems that a full stomach makes for a more upset stomach which is the complete opposite of the beginning of my pregnancy because then it was an empty stomach was an upset stomach and the only way to keep the morning sickness at bay was to eat often.<br />
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Symptoms: Aside from all the uncomfortable stuff in the few categories above I’ve got this weird thing going on with my feet. Minimal swelling (although sometimes there is more than minimal) and sometimes the arch of my foot kind of like falls asleep. It’s a weird feeling because it’s not the whole foot so I’m walking on like a half asleep foot.<br />
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Labor Signs: Nope and even the Braxton Hicks contractions are kind of few and far between. Which is ok, because they’re just annoying.<br />
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Belly Button in or out: OUT!<br />
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Wedding rings on or off: Definitely off at this point.
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Best moment this week: A family friend came over to work on a mural for the nursery and it looks SO GOOD! It’s not done yet but it’s getting there and it really does look amazing. We also went to a yard sale and a consignment sale over the weekend and scored some amazing deals. I finally feel like we don’t have to buy anything else for her even though I still feel unprepared for her arrival! And I organized her closet and dresser. SO MANY CLOTHES! But only 0-6months really, apparently this spring someone is going to need a new wardrobe…. Good thing there’s another consignment sale in April I can go to haha!<br />
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Looking forward to: Having the mural finished because then I can put the last finishing touches on her room and call that done. And finishing up the last of my to-do list… it’s still kind of long, but I’m working with the really important (to me) stuff first and it’s getting there little by little so I feel pretty good about it.
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<br />Carrie Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14102643607203295499noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1255622198377731650.post-79521942700337863132012-09-26T07:52:00.003-04:002012-09-26T07:52:52.053-04:00Pregnancy Update: Week 34<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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How Far Along: 34 weeks! With 6 weeks (though if you’re basically anyone to look at me you will say that it’s less because I will definitely be having this baby in October… guess we’ll see!)<br />
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Size of baby: She’s the size of a large cantaloupe. Measuring anywhere from 19 to 22 inches and weighing in at about 5.5 lbs.<br />
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Total Weight Gain/Loss: I was up 34 pounds at my last appt. I go again on Thursday and expect to be up two more pounds because it seems like I’ve been gaining about 1 pound a week at this point.<br />
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Maternity Clothes: Absolutely – I did try on some non-maternity jeans from my closet and they fit with my band so that’s a cool addition to my wardrobe. I’m trying to stick with either loose fitting non-maternity shirts so I don’t stretch out my regular clothes or just maternity shirts. As long as I’m comfortable I’ll wear whatever I can.<br />
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Gender: BABY GIRL!!
Movement: She’s definitely an active baby. She is on the move a lot during the day (rolling around? I have no idea what she’s doing but I wish so badly I could just peak in!). She moves A TON at night or when I’m laying down. Kick count usually takes less than 10 minutes to get 4. The only time she doesn’t move? When I’m at either parents house because they want to feel her so bad. Stubborn should be her middle name!<br />
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Sleep: I get sleep, but it’s not great or anything. I’m up every couple (2 or less) hours to pee and I’m definitely uncomfortable and sometimes I just wake up sore.<br />
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What I miss: Comfortable sleep; being able to get up with ease; not being sore all the time; seeing my feet; not having to pee every 30 minutes; being able to eat a full meal; eating anything and not getting heartburn. But I wouldn’t trade this for anything in the world!<br />
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Cravings: Oreo’s. I have started calling my weight Oreo weight haha!
Aversions: Nothing…except being comfortable apparently.<br />
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Symptoms: Aside from everything in the what I miss category I have noticed I tend to get some swelling in my right foot. A little in my left, but a lot in my right. It’s weird to have one swollen foot, but the weather has cooled down a bit and I’ve been wearing pants so you can’t see my weird feet at least. I also am unable to wear shoes; it was really cold one morning so I decided I’d wear shoes to work instead of my flip flops and I got one on (my left, unswollen foot) and it was pretty difficult to get that taken care of but I was half way there…until my right shoe wouldn’t go on because my foot was so swollen. That was definitely a disappointment since I had gone through so much trouble to get the other one on just to have to take it off. So I wore slippers to work and put on my flip flops when I got there.<br />
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Labor Signs: Nope. Having some Braxton hicks contractions, but after some water those tend to go away.<br />
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Belly Button in or out: It’s out. Definitely out.<br />
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Wedding rings on or off: They’re both off. I did find another ring that I had that fits (it’s too big regularly but now it fits my pregnant fingers) but I kind of gave up on wearing that too because it’s still a little too big so I’m just not worrying about a ring at this point.<br />
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Best moment this week: We didn’t spend all weekend away from home so I was able to get some stuff done around our house – like cleaning! I reorganized our kitchen cabinets to make room for bottles and bibs and stuff. I also did a deep clean on our middle floor. I might do another one the week or so before she’s supposed to come but we’ll see because I still have a list a mile long that I want to tackle before she’s here. I also put together her swing and it looks so cute in the living room. It has one bird sound setting and that’s kind of funny to put on and see Buddy’s reaction because he can’t quite figure out where it is coming from. I’m trying to get him used to all these new things little by little so he doesn’t freak out too much when she gets here.<br />
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Looking forward to: There’s a huge consignment sale this weekend that I want to go to. I’m not sure we need a whole lot of stuff, but I really want to go so I’m going!<br />
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