Week 32

Major Developments: Baby should have toenails, fingernails, and real hair (if any. He better have some!!) Baby’s skin is becoming soft and smooth. Lanugo (protective hair coving baby’s body) is starting to shed.

Size of Baby: Large Jicama (Whatever that is)

Week 32 was a bit frustrating in the beginning. As most of you know, we have been struggling to name our little critter. On Thursday, we decided to set ourselves the final deadline for naming baby. We have set deadlines before but they have all been ignored in the past. I wasn’t about to let this one go by. I am getting so sick of the whole name debate! Eric and I agree on everything we just don’t know what to choose. We tried to choose something on Friday, which didn’t work. Saturday we really really tried. I was getting extremely discouraged. I felt guilty thinking that maybe I wasn’t connecting with the baby or something. I just felt bad that I couldn’t name him. Then I started thinking, am I one of those mom’s that will need to see their baby before they name it? I really didn’t want it to come down to that. Eric was convinced that we didn’t need to wait and that wasn’t our problem. So I just started feeling really bad about it. We were debating between Ollivander & Grayson but I just started wondering if maybe we couldn’t decide because there was another name out there. The thought of going back to the drawing board was more than I could handle. We ended up going to Barnes and Noble to look through book names. NOTHING stood out. We even did more research online. So Sunday rolled around and we still hadn’t decided. We told each other we were going to write down our name and show each other by the end of the day. Eric went to the movies with his pals and I stayed home to sew. I sat there for a good hour thinking about it. I wrote the names down a thousand times – first and last together, first last & middle together, nicknames and last name together, everything. That wasn’t helping. So finally I started looking at all of his ultrasound pictures. I finally came to a conclusion. To me he looked more like one name than the other. When Eric got home, he showed me his choice and luckily we agreed!!!! So….. we have finally named our baby. I’ll have an update on what our choice was after Megan gets here. We decided that since we have been so retarded about the whole naming business we may as well go out with a bang and have a “name revealing party” of sorts when Megan gets here on Monday. All of you readers must wait another few days. Hehehehe! I feel so relieved to have that decision made. It was really getting ridiculous.

Saturday, before we went to Barnes & Noble, we went to the Baby Gap just to get out of the house. They have so much cute stuff there. I felt like they had more girl stuff though. I want to get him at least one outfit from there. Maybe one for when he is older since babies grow so much in the beginning. I got a super silly hat while I was there though. I think it will be precious for the newborn pictures. I have seen so many new born pictures where the baby is wearing some sort of animal hat. This one will be perfect.

While we were at the mall, just about every person we passed felt the need to stare at me. There was even a little kid that started walking behind me mocking the way I was walking like I was a fattie. Eric turned around and asked him what the heck he was doing. Where have all the smiling strangers gone? Rude guys. I really need to get my braces off. I don’t think that helps at all. I started thinking maybe once I’m not pregnant and without braces the dirty looks will end. I doubt this. Maybe people will think the baby is my brother rather than thinking I’m a teen mom. Who knows. I took my 17 year old sister to the bank and they thought we were the same age. People are very quick to judge. Whatever. 

Sunday I got some sewing done for the nursery. I was focusing on getting all of my pillows done that day. I never get as much done as I expect to get done. I made my own pattern, which was a total mess. The measurements were off but I finally figured it out. I ended up putting a whale on the pillows. So dang cute. I was so impressed with myself. I’m going to stitch the baby’s name under the whale since I accidentally didn’t center it. Here is what it looks like for now:

 

Sunday I also ended up buying some of the fabric for my diapers. I cannot wait to start on them. I’ve been dreaming about it and everything. They are going to be so dang cute! Disposable diapers are seriously lacking in the cuteness department. I can probably get started on cutting out the diaper covers out. I’m going to be making 15-20 of them. They look pretty easy though. I just have to buy a little snap adding tool before I can really get started on sewing them. I’ll probably pick that up this weekend. I can’t wait, I can’t wait!

Monday I started to notice that the belly band on my favorite maternity pants is starting to get a little tighter. Baby must be growing a lot in there. Thankfully the pants still fit me everywhere else. They are my absolute favorite. I’m going to have to find a pair like them after baby comes that aren’t maternity style. Hopefully these will last me until the end. If not, I’m really going to have to get creative! I’ve only got 3 pairs of pants I can wear. The weird part about my belly getting bigger is my weight gain. I have fluctuated between 135 & 136 for the past 6 weeks. I’m supposed to be gaining a pound a week. If it is still like this by my next appointment (next week) I’m going to ask the doctor. I know the baby is growing, but why isn’t the weight going up? I keep waiting to pass the 30 lbs gained mark. I should have passed it by now. Who knows. I’m sure the doctor would have said something if they were concerned. I just think that it’s weird. It’s as if I’ve plateaued. 

Monday also marked the 1 week until Megan gets home date. Wooooo Hooo. We have so much planned for when she gets back. We have been discussing my maternity pictures a lot. We are doing them the weekend she gets back. I can’t wait!! I just hope I’m big enough. I don’t really have anything in particular that I’m looking for in my pictures, just cuteness. We are both super excited to be doing them. Next come the newborn pictures, which will be even more exciting! All we do is wait, wait, and wait. 

Monday has also become our "Ice Cream Monday" ritual. Baby loves it. There is a delicious ice cream shop that has $1 ice cream scoops. I have been getting the cotton candy ice cream because you can't get it everywhere. I love that kind. Eric thinks its for kids. On Monday I saw another adult getting a scoop of its delicious glory. Confirmation that cotton candy ice cream is not only for preggers or children. Woo.

Hormones have become a serious problem as of late. I'm a ball of fury sometimes. Tuesday I was super pissed off. Morning commutes with this preggers behind the wheel has lead to new cases of road rage. People just piss me off to no end now a days. When we finally got to the office, this lady walking out of my office just stared with wide eyes at my belly. I wanted to slap her. I couldn't help myself but to say, Yes, I'm pregnant after she walked away. My mom was with me and couldn't believe the look I was getting. She asked if I get that often and I'm like.... ummm yup. That's the new thing for strangers. At that point I was about to rip the face off of the next person that gives me a dirty look. Isn't pregnancy supposed to be looked at as a beautiful thing? Ugh. I really feel like I can't control the things that fly out of my mouth. The grumpiness is different than regular PMS, which I don't think is much of a problem for me. This type of grumpiness is controlled by some demon somewhere. I just get purely angry! And I'm a super peaceful person. Driving really pisses me off. Poor Eric. Luckily he doesn't piss me off. The funny thing is, the day I was super grumpy in the morning, I called Eric. He answers the phone saying "Oh geez, what is it now" He knew judging by the texts I was sending him I was a ticking time bomb. I was laughing so hard at how grumpy I was. He asks, "Are you laughing or crying". HAHA! Man, you know you are pregnant when your husband has to ask if you are crying or laughing.

So now that I feel like the baby is starting to drop down a little, I am noticing more bladder issues. The other night, we were watching “Worlds Dumbest” on truetv. We absolutely love that show. It’s either southern hillbillies being idiots or Russians doing something crazy and silly. Something happened on the show that literally made me pee my pants a bit. I really don’t think that would have been a problem had I not been pregnant. It made me think of a youtube video I saw a few weeks back. It’s pretty funny because it’s so true. Check it out:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=THAaNPIxEek

 

The other day I had some very strange heartburn. It was around my throat rather than my chest. I have heard wives tales that heartburn is a sign of hair on your little babies head. Wouldn’t that be nice? I don’t get a lot of heartburn so I doubt that baby has any hair. I did get it twice this week though… pray for hair people! I want a baby with a fuzzy little noggin. With my luck, he won’t have any. I did not have hair for years when I was a baby. We don’t know if Eric had much at birth but know he had a little judging by one of the few baby pictures we have seen. Here’s the proof.

 Anywho. I'm still really anxious for baby to get here. Despite all of the grumpiness and dirty looks, I still love pregnancy, no matter how much I complain. I just can't wait to see my little baby.

Week 31

Major Developments: Baby is heading towards a growth suprt and can turn its head. He has half of the weight he needs for birth

Size of baby: Four Navel Oranges

Greetings! We are inching our way towards June 27th. Eeeee!

Thursday, Eric had his gallbladder removed. Baby had hiccups on the way to the hospital. We joked that maybe he was nervous for daddy. The surgery was a quick 45 min with a 2 hour recovery. I went to McDonald's for a snack while I waited because I was starving! This little old gentleman tried to make my day by telling me that his grandma had 22 separate births. Can you imagine? All the way back then? The guy looked to be about 70 years old. So these 22 births could have been in the early 1900's when things weren't easy during childbirth. Wow! The surgery went well. Gallbladder be gone! He does have to go in for another small procedure. Apparently he has some gallstones that went outside the gallbladder that need to be removed. Fun stuff. After that he'll be all done! He's still a little sore but is starting to get back to normal activity and eating. He had his surgery at Mercy Gilbert, which is the hospital I will deliver at. That day, we felt like we were going in for the baby. Eric was carrying a bag and I was walking in all pregnant. Hehe. I told the hospital I'll see it in 9 weeks.

I took off work Thursday and Friday to take care of Eric, which was nice. We pretty much lounged around the couch since he was pretty dang sore. Friday we were watching TLC and they were having a bunch of pregnancy specials on. Most of them were on women who were having Cesarean delivery. I think if I had to have one of those I'd be so sad. Especially if it was an unplanned C Section. One of the ladies had such an emotional delivery that I just started getting emotional too. Here I am, sitting on the couch, crying over someone else's special day. I felt like a mess. haha! I just can't even imagine what that day is going to feel like when I'm the person delivering. Its going to be an emotional roller coaster. I can't wait. I hope I can maintain composure when they hand that little baby to me!

Friday I also went to visit my baby baby sister Bre at her new work. She works at a baby consignment store. They had a killer deal on a play pen that would be perfect for Grandma's house so my mom came and got it. Now baby has something to sleep in when he goes to my mom's house. I also got him this super cute outfit. I got it because Eric has picked up playing golf so I though it was priceless. Daddy's little Caddy! Maybe one day.

Saturday I got a lovely massage compliments of the doctor's office. It was just lovely. Nearly the best part of the whole thing was getting to lay on my belly for the first time in months. The massage table was a "cut out table". I was thinking that the cut outs would be just for the belly but they actually had cut outs for the girls as well. I almost peed my pants when I saw it. It was so cozy to lay on my belly. I considered folding the table up and booking it out the front door. I would love to sleep on one of those. I am a part time belly sleeper part time side sleeper. The massage was great. I know that I have back tension but I had no clue how bad it actually was. My back felt totally relieved. The problem is by the next day its back to normal. I'm just thankful that my back pain isn't bad at all. It was nice to be pampered for the afternoon.

After the massage Eric and I met up with a lady who does daycare out of her house. I was referred to her by a co-worker. She takes her little baby girl to this lady. She is right down the street from my house. It would take me a whole 3 minutes to drop our little creature off before work. The lady's name is Sandy and she was super nice. Her house was really nice and had two play rooms for the kids. She has tons of toys for the kids a little older. She also has a lot to play with outside in the backyard. Her house would be totally fun for our little boy when he gets a little older. The thing I like about her is that she has an activity planned for everyday that is educational. Like learning a letter or singing a song. She's been doing home daycare for 20 years so she really knows what she's doing. She seems very organized. She'll have separate pack and play pens for each baby so they aren't sharing germs. You know how kids are, a walking invitation for colds and such. I really like her but still will interview a few more people. It makes me feel better knowing that I know someone who currently uses her and loves her. I'm hoping to send baby to daycare after at least 2 months. I would hate to send him any earlier. 2 months sounds way too young to me but I'll have to return to work. I'm allowed 6-12 weeks off but it is unpaid. I'm hoping to take off at least 7 weeks and then have Eric take a week off the first week I go back to work so the baby will be home for at least 8 weeks. I still need to come up with a game plan with my boss but he is pretty flexible. 

After the daycare tour, I went with my mom to see my a friend who just had her baby. His name is Mason James and he is literally one of the cutest baby's ever created. I couldn't even believe it. He is only 2 weeks old and has some of the funniest facial expressions. He must have been practicing the whole time in his mama because they are really sophisticated. He even does blue steel from Zoolander. I felt like I learned so much by going over and visiting with her. She is a new mom and had so much to tell me about labor. She was also good to talk to about different things she has needed for the baby. She is breastfeeding and had lots of tips on that. I think I am going to take a class on it because I know nothing about nursing. My mom didn't nurse and neither did my grandma so I'll kind of be in the dark once the baby comes. Her labor was super easy, lucky thing. After I left her house I went home and added a good 7 things to my registry. Seeing a new mom at work really helped. I had no clue that I'd need a nursing pillow for one thing. Those dang babies are heavy. My arm was getting tired just from holding him. Usually I feel pretty panicked when holding someones baby but I felt pretty comfortable holding Mason. I was a little nervous at first but picked it up after watching the parents hold him. That sounds awful coming from someone who is about to pop a baby out. I'm so nervous they are going to put our little baby in my arms and I'm going to be like aaaah... what do I do with this thing? I hope that our baby is as cute as little Mason is. I know he will be to me but I hope that everyone else thinks he is as cute. Mason was beautiful from birth. Oh yes, I can finally post the picture of the gift I made her. The day we made the owl mobile, I made this for her. I was so proud of myself :) Eric is always giving me crap for "stealing" from pinterest. I thought this one up all on my own. I think I'll make one for myself too. Its for hanging on the door handle. 

Sunday I finally got around to doing some sewing. I made these little storage boxes that I've been dying to make. I found them on sew4home.com.  http://sew4home.com/projects/storage-solutions/852-spring-clean-a-tidy-week-nursery-storage-baskets. They were pretty easy to make. They are made out of cardboard and fabric. They are cheap baskets to make with left over cardboard from all of my boxes from baby crap. The only problem was they want you to sew the top piping on with a leather needle on the sewing machine. I don't care if I have a leather needle or not, I'm not putting cardboard through my nice sewing machine. I didn't realize that the pattern required this until I got to that step. So I got smart and got the hot glue gun out. I may as well have just called myself into the burn unit in advance. I burned my fingers so many times! I had 3 blisters and then burned my bump to death with the glue gun. Real smart Kayla. I'm hoping that the burn on the bump doesn't scar. The last time I got burned by a glue gun was when I was still in grade school. My cousin Matt put a hot glue gun down on my hand on accident. I still have a scar to this day. I am hoping that the oil I have been using to prevent stretch marks will help with the scaring. The oil is for scars to begin with. We'll see. Any who, the nursery is really coming together. I have misc things to sew and pillows to make. Then I've got to find a spot for all of the little things I have bought. I seriously can't wait for it to be all done.

Here is my poor bump with the boo boo.

 

Monday night I had my first true sleeping problems. Ever since, I have not slept well. I woke up in the middle of the night and could not go back to sleep. I was starving to death first off. Second off the baby was doing the polka in my belly! He was going absolutely crazy. I almost wanted to wake Eric up to feel. It was the most I have ever felt baby move. There was just no sleeping after that. It has happened every night since. I hope this little baby isn't going to be a night owl!!! I have now put crackers next to the bed because getting up and going to the kitchen just sucks!

Wed I went to the doctor for my follow up ultrasound. Baby passed this ultrasound again with flying colors. They weighed him in at 4lbs 10 oz. That sounds huge again! He's ranking in the 66th percentile and weighs about the same as a developing baby at 33 weeks. I have a feeling he's going to be a big boy at least to begin with. I measured at 22 cm of amniotic fluid. The upper limit of normal is 20 cm so I am inching my way towards normalcy. The doctor is no longer worried about my fluid level. I can go back to normal visits. Yay!! Healthy baby, healthy mommy. We got to see our little cutie in 4d again. He totally has Eric's nose. It looks so big on his little face. He also looks like he has chubby little cheeks. The ultrasound tech pointed out something hilarious and slightly caught a picture of it. Up near his forehead in the corner of the screen, you could see his big toe showing. He's folded up like a pretzel in there! I can't wait to see his little toes. His fingers look so developed and clear in the pictures. I feel like you can almost see fingernails but I'm sure I'm just imagining it. He has them, I just don't know if they can be seen in the ultrasound. The doctor recommended a pediatrician. He described her has the Dr Guzman (him) of the Goodman & Partridge practice. He's a gem of a doctor so she's gotta be great. Her name is Maggie. All I could think of was Rod Stewart. hehe. "Wake up Maggie I think I've got something to say to you".... yes I'm a nerd. I also had to get a shot. Boooo hoo. I hate shots. I'm like a child when it comes to needles. The shot was due to my RH- blood. Without the shot, the possibility of my blood fighting off the baby is more of a problem if I have bleeding, fall, or get in an accident. The shot also helps prevent antibodies from forming after delivery that could attack in future pregnancies. The shot is called Rhogam not to be confused with Rogain. It is made out of millions of antigens from other people. Yes, gross. They are cleaned and the made into shot form for pregnant mammas. My doctor said that a lot of the antigens are collected from people in England. So I am officially part British. If you know me well at all, you'd know I'd give my left lung to have a English accent. It was hilarious. We got our doctor talking in an English accent. He said "Its weird because Asians don't usually talk this way" (in accent of course). We almost peed! He is such a hilarious doctor. Now that I have my shot I am all fixed up. I even have a identification card to prove it.

 

Toes are in the top left of the below picture:

After the ultrasound I met with the cardiologist. He said the ultrasound of my heart came back fine. The only thing that he mentioned is that I have a leaky valve. He said that this is nothing to be concerned about because I am pregnant and have a much larger amount of blood flow. He said maybe just follow up on in in a few years. I knew all of those tests were just doctors being overly cautious. He said my passing out problem is probably due to a problem I have called Vasovagal. This is why he thinks I keep passing out. There is medication to regulate it but he is not recommending it at this time. If it continues after pregnancy he wants me to come in again. 

Megan, Bre, and Mom are doing a PHX shower for me. My mom made these cute invites. I can't wait for the shower. I'm also having one at work in the next couple weeks. After those, I can start my shopping spree for baby!

 

I have been doing a lot a research on cloth diapers lately. I had planned on doing them from the begining but have always thought about doing it through a diaper service. I have been doing so much research and watching youtube videos on mom's who do it at home. Things have progressed so much in the cloth diaper world. It is almost the same as regular diapering. I even have Eric convinced that it is just as easy as disposable diapering. I think that people have so long had a negative perception of cloth diapers that it has just stuck around. These diapers aren't your Grandma's cloth diapers of the 50's. Now-a-days you don't use pins. You don't even have to learn how to fold them because they have inserts to take care of that part. People always tell me how bad my baby is going to smell. That really is starting piss me off. There isn't anyway around a baby's stench. At least my garbage can won't smell horrible. Once the diapers are washed they will smell wonderful. Plus, you clean the diapers off in the toilet before storing them so that cuts down on the stink. I have found some patterns for sewing diaper covers (which are required). I think this is a much more economical and cuter option. I can't wait to put the baby in those cute little diapers. Disposables are so boring. I think it will be something to get used to at first but will be something that I will really enjoy. I don't think my heart could bear putting a plastic diaper in the trash. It can take 500 years for one diaper alone to decompose. That is awful. Cloth diapers for me. I must teach my baby social responsibility! Save the planet!

I think the baby is starting to drop down a little. I'm starting to feel more pressure on my hips. Luckily baby is already head down so we don't have to worry about kicks to the bladder. He really is becoming very very active so that could have been a problem. I have not felt sick all week so that is good. Things are starting to shape up medically! I'm so thankful. Hopefully it will be a smooth ride from here on out!

Week 30

Major Developments: Eyesight continues to develop & continues to practice breathing

Size of baby: Weight of head of lettuce

 

I'm late again!! I'm slacking... Well I'm just tired. Next week I'll post on Wed at the real end of my pregnancy week....or try.

I'm convinced that I have reverse pregnancy symptoms. I had none in the 1st trimester other than exhaustion but now I feel awful sometimes. Very weird. I'm starting to slow down to the pace of a snail! I've noticed I have a lot less energy in general. I've also noticed that I am really slowing down at the gym. I'm only allowed to lift 25 lbs at the gym but now even that is like lifting a mountain. I am listening to my body and slowing down on most things. If I don't I end up glued to the couch like some sort of sloth.

Last Friday I had the ultrasound of my heart done that my cardiologist recommended. Let me tell you, that was just joyous. The person doing the ultrasound was a lady. You'd thing that she would be a little more sympathetic to the amount of pressure applied to "the girls". I felt as though I was being run under a cement roller! Painful! Luckily it doesn't take too long. It was interesting to watch something other than a baby on an ultrasound screen. Baby was probably jealous. "Hey man, I'm down here!" I go back in on May 2nd to get the results. 

I think baby was so jealous of my other ultrasound that he was not moving, in protest, on Friday. It was really freaky. Early in the day, I think I felt little hiccups. It was like feeling a little tiny pulse in my belly. He is upside down so I could just feel a little pulse right below my belly button. After that, I didn't feel much for the rest of the day. Dr. Guzman said that if I don't feel at least 4 movements every hour to go to labor and delivery. I was seriously about to go. I guess they have to check the baby when they don't move so much. I figured I was being overly paranoid. Baby made up for all of his laziness that night. We went to in & out for dinner. We got pink lemonade. I drank about 3 cups of it. I don't drink anything with sugar in it. No soda, rarely juice, no coffee. Nothing. I'm a water girl for sure. When we got home, that baby was on pure crack. He LOVES pink lemonade. He started moving like he's never moved before. My belly looked like one constant ripple. It was insane. All of the movement was totally visible from the outside. So creepy. So note to self, do not give baby sugar!

Saturday Eric's dad moved into his apartment. I like to do a little cleaning when Eric isn't home because he has super bad alergies. I did just a little. Some vacumming and dusting. The two deadly things for Eric. That was tiring me a little so I was thinking, thank goodness I'm almost done. DEAD WRONG. A brand new 2 gallon bin of laundry detergent fell from the shelf in the laundry room. I had a small lake of soap on the floor. I wanted to jump off of a cliff. I figured I had to clean it up otherwise it would just be a total nightmare when Eric got back. I was so nervous about slipping and falling so I was being super careful. Baby did not like momma doing all of that bending over because I could have slept for a year after that clean up. Never again!!

Sunday I finally got to do some of the sewing I put off during the time that Tulio was living with us. I finally finished my curtains & changing pad. I'm so happy some of these things are finally coming together. I love these people who post sewing patterns on their blogs. They are just wonderful people! The internet is a great thing! Here's my cute bumper thanks to this wonderful blog: http://prudentbaby.com/2009/12/baby-kid/diy-changing-pad-cover-tutorial-2/. I changed it up a little from the original pattern.

 Here's a better picture of the pouf I made off of the better homes and garden website that I mentioned earlier. That room just takes awful pictures. Megan really is going to have to work her magic!

Monday I had my follow up ultrasound to my outrageous amniotic fluid problem. Doctor Guzman just moved offices because he's got his own practice now. It is in the Rome building in Gilbert. Because he's such a snazzy pants he has the 5th floor. So we decided to park our car on the bottom of the garage and take the elevator up. Terrible idea. The elevator was out (Just our luck). We ended up having to walk up 5 floors of stairs. It doesn't sound like much, but believe me, not easy for a preggers. I was out of breath by time we got up. The new office is just as fancy as the last one. This practice really has awesome style. It was a little unorganized because they had only been open for 2 days. During my ultrasound I started to feel awful. I thought I had to be flat on my back the whole time so I was just trying to get through it. Finally I started to get so dizzy and sweaty that I had to ask about propping myself up. Apparently, I can do that so next time I'm going to have to sit up a bit. Laying flat on my back is a terrible choice. That baby is getting to big for my tiny body. Little baby Silva was so cute!!! He was making these little sucking motions with his mouth. I loved it. It was so funny to see him doing something like that. We could see it even before they started to do the 4D images. Once they did all the necessary stuff the tech started doing the fun 4D stuff. I was feeling so terrible I could hardly concentrate. We ended up stopping the ultrasound because I thought I might pass out. I was so disapointed in myself! I wanted to see my little cutie so bad! He's getting so big. From the breif time that we saw him on the 4D screen it looks like he has become more baby like. He changes everyweek. It is just amazing. I didn't get any disks of the ultrasound or pictures because their machines aren't set up. I was so mad at myself! We did get one print out but the picture isn't very clear. I'll post it anyways. My mom said he looks like he's frowning. What a little cutie. The good news that came out of this appointment is that the baby passed all of the ultrasound tests with flying colors. He is practicing breathing, swallowing, and moving enough. He got all of the points possible in the test. He needed a tiny little gold star. The doctor said that my amniotic fluid is measuring at a much smaller amount than last time, which is a really good thing. I think I'm down from 40 to about 25 or so. Who knows what is going on in there but its a marvelous it is down so much. I'm back at the high end of normal for fluid. The doctor wants me to come back in on Wed to do the tests again just to double check everything. If that all shows up normal, I will go back to routine appointments. Things are looking up in that respect, I just really wish I had more pictures!! I love to see my little creation. Maybe next week I'll have more pictures for you.

So with this pregnancy I am learning a lot of things. Things that will be super helpful for next time. Its funny the things you take for granted as a non-pregnant person.

1. Baby bumps = built in irons. I am finding that I no longer have to iron most of my work clothes. I used to iron EVERYTHING. I am finding that I put on a wrinkled shirt and it magically becomes unwrinkled. That huge bump is awesome for getting all of that out. This has helped tremendously with my laundry work. Funny little baby! Now, if I can only get him to iron out wrinkles after birth.....

2.Cleaning is EXHAUSTING. This drives me crazy. There are so many things that I like to do around the house each month that I can't do right now. Like cleaning the floorboards and doors. Cleaning those things would put me out for a whole week. I'm nervous to see what kind of craziness I get into when I start having "nesting" symptoms, or what ever its called. I might just hibernate for the next 10 weeks.

3. All things should be at hip height or higher. I just got a new laundry basket, which has worked wonders for my pregnant body. Its taller than my last one and is fabulous for when I'm hanging stuff. Anything below hip height I look at with devil eyes. Bending over is just not my thing right now. Eric has even mentioned jokingly that he sees a lot more random things on the floor. There is probably a little trail everywhere I go. I drop things a lot these days. I either look at it and think.... I'll get it later when I've dropped a few more things in its proximity or just hope that it somehow magically floats back to my hand.

4. Feet are a wonderful tool. I use my feet to pick up everything! I swear my arms have almost been rendered useless. I am really considering walking around with one of those trash picker uppers. I think I'm just going to start wearing a utility belt with a few of them attached. That would make life much easier!

I'm getting so anxious for baby to get here. I seriously just want to go on a giant shopping spree for everything we need. I guess I have to wait for my other showers to happen first. I'm getting super excited. I just don't know how I'm going to make it through the weeks that lie between today and June 27th. A former co-worker just had her baby (I think I already mentioned that) and the baby is such a cutie. I've been stalking her facebook posts looking at all the fun pictures she has been posting. She had a whole album of the days before delivery, the hospital stay, and taking baby home. I was looking through the pictures in disbelief that this was actually going to be me in a short time. So exciting and scary at the same time. Some of the pictures just melt my little heart. I can't wait for baby to finally show up! For now, this is what we have to work with. Cute, but the baby is going to be way cuter!

Week 29

Major Developments: Lung muscles are maturing and head is growing to accommodate a growing & developing brain. Bones are soaking up calcium

Size of baby: Weight of butternut squash and around 15 inches

Week 29 was fun filled and busy!!!

Little baby Silva has become a little more active. He is sporadic with it though. On Thursday I had really cool movements from him though. It seriously felt like he was marching or jogging. A former co-worker & fellow preggers had her baby that day. I just explained baby’s movement as the welcome parade for her baby. He was long awaited. Thursday night we went to dinner with our friend and his parents. His mom is so sweet and got us some really adorable PJ’s for our little critter. I’m telling you this baby is going to be stocked up on clothes forever. I’m going to have to change him each time he sneezes. My sister Bre also got us some super cute baby Van’s from the baby store she works at. I can’t wait to put those tiny toes in them.

Saturday we got up early to drive to San Diego for our anniversary trip and babymoon. We had planned on taking a more extravagant babymoon but decided to do something low key. Plus we love San Diego. Eric says next year we can go to Europe. I’m going to hold him to it next time. He says it can be my reward for pregnancy and our post babymoon. I told him I need a signature in blood.

So anyways… back to San Diego. We weren’t even too far down the road and I started feeling terrible. I couldn’t breathe (nothing new) and started feeling that icky passing out feeling. I had Eric stop off at a gas station. We only made it to Maricopa for crying out loud before I’m near death in the passenger seat. I got the white vision again but this time it lasted a lot longer. I also started to get that ringing in my ears that I get before I pass out. I didn’t think I had actually passed out but Eric said I did. It was just awful. This is becoming a more frequent occurrence. I joked that I need to stop wearing my owl socks on road trips because I was wearing them when I got sick on the way home from Utah. Rude owls!! The rest of the drive went well. I always feel a lot better after I pass out. It seems like until that happens, I just continue to feel horrible. Very, very weird.

When we got to San Diego, we went to visit the USS Midway. Let me tell you, aircraft carriers are not pregnant friendly. So many ladders and doorways that you have to step up on. It wasn’t too bad but it sure beat me up. My ankles were swollen. Another thing I noticed is the dirty looks I was getting. I swear every old person I passed gave me the dirtiest look. I know I look young. I’m wearing a wedding band, so what is the problem? It was highly annoying. Young people always smile at me but old people look at me with disgust. The funny thing is, I’m probably a lot older than they were when they started having kids. I’m nearly 25 for crying out loud. Back in the day, in their generation, people were popping out kids at a lot younger age. Whatever. I don’t need approval. It’s just really annoying to see the instant judgment. Anyways…. After all of that walking around all day Baby Silva really wanted a big juicy burger. He got what he wanted. Tasssttty!

 Sunday was a really nice day out. We decided to go to Cabrillo National Monument. They had such a nice beach there! Usually, when we go places like this, I like to explore and hike around a little. There were all kinds of places to hike around along this beach. It was also low tide so you could see a lot of the holes in the ocean floor. People were out inspecting them. Eric did a little hiking around while I enjoyed the scenery. Here I am sulking in my disappointment. Thanks baby!

We have realized that San Diego is such an active city, which is not very pregnant friendly. We wanted to kayak and take a bike tour in La Jolla but I couldn’t do either of those things. Next time!

Baby got to visit his first zoo on Sunday. We went to the San Diego Zoo, which I was super excited about because they have Red Pandas. Here I learned that it is every man for himself. Usually, people are really helpful and accommodating towards me because I’m preggers. At the zoo it was a totally different story. How rude! People would walk out in front of my walking path or take care of their needs before realizing that it would have been better to let me go first. I did see quite a few pregnant people there though. I thought all the walking around would scare off the pregnant women. I guess us preggers have to enjoy the cute animals too! By the end of our 4 or 5 hour stay at the zoo, we were both pooped. Luckily, no swollen ankles this day!! Yay!


Monday came oh too quickly. We decided to go to La Jolla to have breakfast and enjoy the beach before heading out to Phoenix. Let me tell you, baby Silva loves loves loves French toast! I gobbled up the hugest plate of it at a nice restaurant on the beach. The beach was super nice but I’m sure that water was freezing cold. I wish we could have come in a warmer month so we could have soaked up some rays. I would have worn my baby bump loud and proud.



Tuesday I had an ultrasound scheduled first thing in the morning. Finally the day was here. We had not had one since 22 weeks. Such a long time. Eric was having allergy problems and kept both of us up since early that morning. I just woke up in a funk. They did another 4 d ultrasound! Baby was asleep so we didn’t get very good pictures. He is healthy and weighing 3lbs and 6 oz. This puts him in the 55^th percentile for his age. To me that sounds so big. Nearly 4 lbs! I feel like he has changed so much since the last time we saw him. It’s incredible. My little cutie fatty. I was comparing my baby pictures to his ultrasound and see that his nose looks a little like mine on the tip but I still think he has Eric’s nostril shape. It will be crazy to see how he really looks when he finally arrives.

In my meeting with the doctor, he let me know that I passed the glucose test. No gestational diabetes for me!! I took the test last week, which I don’t think I blogged about. I had to drink a bottle of this icky orange flavored liquid. It wasn’t that awful, but I’m not a soda drinker. I thought I was being so speedy until I saw the other pregnant people downing it in 30 seconds. It made my tummy hurt. Yuck! The doctor said that I have an abnormal amount of amniotic fluid. He said the normal range is from 11 – 30 cm. I have 40 cm. Most of the time, they don’t know why this happens. It’s called plolyhydramnios. I have to be monitored each week now, which means I get to see my little boy every week until the end of my pregnancy. I guess that is the plus side. They will give me weekly ultrasounds to monitor his movement, swallowing, and practicing breathing. Too much amniotic fluid can be bad for me and the baby. If I continue to accumulate more amniotic fluid the doctor will send me to a high risk pregnancy specialist. I really hope this thing clears its self up because I love my doctor. I don’t want someone else delivering me! I also don’t want to be changing hospitals. I love Mercy Gilbert. Doctor says this problem will increase my shortness of breath condition, which really sucks! I’m already passing out enough as is. He isn’t sure that this problem is related to my passing out problem. He is also worried that I’m going to be passing out during labor. With my luck, I will. He also mentioned, with this amniotic fluid problem, I need to rush to the hospital the minute my water breaks (if it does). No tying up any loose ends before I go into labor and delivery. They want me to do this because they won’t be sure what position the baby will be in the minute my water breaks. He has a lot more mobility in there with the excess fluid. We don’t want a breach baby! I really want to avoid having a c-section. That would really make me sad. He also said this condition will probably give me more contractions. Fantastic! He didn’t mention the B word (bed rest) but I can only imagine if they put me into a high risk pregnancy that could be a possibility. That is only an assumption though. I just don’t see how I can go another 10 weeks without creating any more amniotic fluid. I’m not a doctor so who knows. The good thing is, baby is healthy for now. I’m the only one who is going to be suffering the consequences of this thing for now. Doctor also said this is why I am getting so huge. Right now, he says I’m showing like someone who is 34 weeks along. Craziness. I’m going to be huge if this continues!!!!



All day Tuesday after my appointment I could not concentrate what so ever at work. I didn’t get a thing done. Driving home from work I could feel another emotional meltdown surfacing. I bearly made it home before I just burst into tears again. It’s like spontaneous combustion but with tears. Its insane, these dang hormones. I cannot control them. It’s different from being grumpy or sad on a regular day. Even with my hardest efforts I can’t change my mood. And when I have these emotional breakdowns I just feel so depressed. It’s really weird to me. I can’t wait until I am back to my normal hormone-problem-free person. Eric was a cutie and brought me flowers to try to cheer me up. Most days I am such a happy camper, but once that switch flips it’s a whole different story. I mean the things that upset me are things that would probably upset me un-pregnant but the emotions just go crazy. Strangest thing ever. Luckily this only happens once in a while. Usually, it’s comedic afterwards but Tuesday was just way too overwhelming.


Other than that baby and momma are still happy healthy things. I have the world’s itchiest belly, but that just comes with the territory. Wed I had a really strange dent in my belly. I guess my fat belly was resting on my desk because it literally left the shape of the desk on my belly for a good 15 min. It as like one of those dull needle molds you put your hand into and it leaves an impression. I tried to capture it in a picture to share but it didn’t really work out. Plus it looked pretty nasty. Over the weekend, I thought I might have felt a hiccup. I’m not really too sure though. I have been reading that hiccups will feel like a constant pulse like a heartbeat. I felt something similar to that description but I’m not 100% sure. With all of my excess fluid, the doctor doesn’t think I feel as much movement and hiccups as a regular person. I have to pay attention a lot harder to his movements than the average knocked up person.

Baby is also starting to let me have more sweets now. In the beginning of pregnancy I was avoiding them like the plague because it made me sick. Suddenly, baby has lifted the sweets ban. We had desert every day this weekend, went out for ice cream on Monday, and have picked up some cookies for home. I haven’t had cravings much. I have a theory on cravings, and it goes along with most of the things I’ve read on the topic. My theory is cravings happen when you are deficient in something in your diet. I think I have had a really balanced diet and haven’t had problems with the cravigns. I know this is true for that Pica problem (where you crave inedible things like dirt and chalk) so it must be true for all other cravings. I know you other mom’s out there are probably disagreeing. I just feel like sometimes if I’m craving desert, I’m craving it because I’m being a fatty, not because of my baby – plus my appetite is pretty huge these days. Although I do think he isn’t objecting to my indulgence. Who knows.  Maybe I’m just lucky??

Lastly, we might be coming closer on names. We added the name Ollivander to our list. Now it is between Milosh, Grayson, and Ollivander. I read an article about Grayson being a super popular name this year which really discouraged me. We are still thinking. I felt like we had gone backwards after reading that article but am feeling a little better about the name situation. We just need to pick. We are thinking way too hard about this!! Torture!

Wow… I have really gone on for a long time this week…. I think that’s it for now!



Week 28

Major Developments: Baby can blink eyes & have eyelashes. Baby is sleeping in 20-30 minute intervals. Grooves are forming on the brain.

Size of baby: Weight of Chinese cabbage (around 2.25 lbs and around 15 inches long)

I have now been welcomed into the 3rd Trimester club. Can you believe it? I is going by so fast, yet so slow at the same time.

My hormones are on serious over drive lately. On Friday I had an emotional breakdown. What a mess! We woke up bright and early to do the glucose test at the lab. After waiting for a while to be called back Eric said he would not be able to wait for the whole hour. A little demon rose inside of me. It was like something had taken over my body and I no longer had any say in my mood. So we left for work. On the way there, people are taking their sweet time down the freeway. I just wanted to get out of the dang car. Eric says to me, "Are you in a rush?" That was like the breaking point. I started thinking about going to work which started the water works. Pretty soon, Eric notices the little tiny tears building up in my eyes and asks why are you crying. That broke the dam. I started sobbing like someone in the family had died saying "I just want to go back to bed". Thinking of going to work and going through the whole day just devastated me. (And I really like my job, so it wasn't that). I wanted to turn that dang car back around and literally sleep the day away because I did not want to go through with the day. The whole way from Gilbert to Tempe I cried big big big big tears. I couldn't control myself. I can just imagine Eric was thinking.....ok.....what is going on. He even asked "Are you crying because we didn't get your blood work done". Nothing is rational when you are pregnant. Maybe he didn't grasp that until that day... I haven't had many breakdowns this far. We get off the on ramp for work (mind you, I'm driving) and I turn to Eric and say "Look at my face!!" It was all puffy, red, and make up everywhere. He says, "Well, you have been crying the whole way to work." That made me cry even more and I pathetically say, Why are you so grumpy with me!!! The waterworks didn't stop there. I had to sit in the parking lot of work for a good 10 minutes before I could gain control of myself. Then I had to sit in the bathroom at work to cool down and re apply my makeup. I still went back to my desk with the sniffles. I was just in a funk the whole rest of the day. Over nothing really. They aren't kidding about these pregnancy hormones. Then we find out our friends are going out after work to celebrate an engagement and contract on a house. That did nothing to brighten my spirits. Eventually I felt a little better. It’s funny looking back but man! I was miserable. I just thought I'd share my pathetic little story!

Saturday, I went shopping for an anniversary gift for Eric. That wore more right out and I only went to a few stores. Craziness. We had Cuban food that night with his dad. Baby sure loves his plantains!

I also did some fun egg coloring at my parent’s house. There were about 3 eggs made for the baby. Cute!! I look like have swallowed a big giant egg. This will be our last Easter without a baby around. Next year I'll get to make my own little Easter basket for little baby Silva. He'll almost be a year old then. OMG! Too bad he'll be too little to paint his own eggs. That would be fun!

Sunday we had dinner at my parents for Easter. We brought Tuilio, Eric’s dad, with us. My dad and his dad are becoming little pals. There were chatting it up the whole day. Funny Stuff.
Sunday night I also attempted to paint my toes. Man, that is extremely hard these days. I mean I have a hard enough time shaving my legs! Painting the toes was a major challenge. I almost busted the tiny little things off trying to maneuver around my belly. It’s too bad my sister Bre is such a germaphob. I asked her a while ago if I got to fat if she'd paint my toes. No dice. Let’s hope this paint job lasts until the end of June. I doubt that. 

Tuesday, I went to the Cardiologist about my passing out. They asked me a trillion questions and took a san of my heart activity with those stickers and wires you see on TV and stuff. That was something new for me. The doc says that my heart is normal but I have some strange problem with my blood pressure dropping whenever it feels like it. The doctor said this is probably what was happening to me back in high school when I was passing out left and right. There is medication for it, but I can't take it while I'm carrying around little mister Silva. If it continues after pregnancy, then they might put me on it. They also have me scheduled for an ultrasound of my heart next week.

Tuesday was also our 2 year wedding anniversary. It seems like it has been longer than 2 years, in my mind. We went out for a delicious dinner at La Bocca and then had desert next door at this new ice cream sandwich place. It was glorious. You get to pick out 2 cookies and then they give you a huge scoop of ice cream in the middle and call it an ice cream sandwich. Mmmmmmm. Baby loves ice cream sandwiches J

My health has been pretty good this past week. No passing out, thank goodness. I am still having the shortness of breath problem. Something new this week is these jabbing pains I’m getting right under the middle of my ribs. It is almost like little baby Silva is in there with a knife jabbing me when he’s feeling mischievous. My skin is also sore to the touch there. Very strange. I’m also finding that I need to sleep with a pillow propped under my belly because it is starting to get to heavy for me. If I don’t I wake up with a back ache. We have an ultrasound scheduled for the 17^th which I am anxiously awaiting! I’ll have more pictures of our little guy next week!

My pregnancy was going by so fast at first, but now it seems the hands of time have come to a halt. I am not really miserable or anything, but I want to get the ball rolling already. Eric and I are very anxious for our little boy to finally be here. I have been super fortunate throughout this whole pregnancy. No problems too serious and no stretch marks yet (knock on wood). I’m just getting really really anxious to finish up the nursery and to put my tiny little creation in his bed. We can’t wait to see his little face.


Week 27

Major Developments: baby silva is waking & sleeping at regular intervals, opening his eyes, and possibly sucking on his fingers (I hope not!) Lungs are developed enough to survive birth. Baby can start to hiccup (I haven't felt this yet)

Size of baby: Weight of head of cauliflower and about 14.5 inches

Week 27 was spent in preparation for the Arrival of Grandpa Silva. Eric's dad moved from Miami to Phoenix this week. We spent the weekend working on the house and nursery. I didn't accomplish as much as I wanted to. I made the footstool, which I love!! It was super easy. I used this pattern on better homes and garden: http://www.bhg.com/decorating/do-it-yourself/accents/make-a-pretty-pouf/. The most time consuming part of the whole thing was stitching the top closed. Here's a crappy picture of the finished project. I always seem to take pictures at night when the lighting is terrible.

I also worked on lengthening my drapes. You can see a little bit of one panel in the above picture. I have one to finish still. Its taking me forever because I am going off of my own measurements. Trial and error style. Ugh. They look really nice lengthened but man its a pain. Eric hung some of the stuff I got while shopping with Megan and put together the side table you see above. The room is really starting to come together. 

Monday I had another dizzy spell. Driving to work I felt really out of breath. I have been feeling that a lot lately. The other day I told Eric you know you are pregnant when you get out of breath putting on lotion. I get out of breath brushing my teeth. The other week I had to sit down while flossing my teeth. Its pretty ridiculous. Anyways. So about 15 min into work I start to feel really short of breath and super dizzy. I thought maybe I'd throw up. I passed my mom in the hall on the way to the bathroom looking like a zombie. When I made it back to my desk I got that sweaty, room spinning feeling. I called Eric to tell him I felt like death. Next thing I know, my phone is dangling off the hook, my cell phone is on the floor, and I'm  laying hunched over in my chair. I must have passed out because I was so confused. I thought Eric had been hanging on the line for who knows how long. He said the phone had only been dropped a few seconds but it felt like years. I told my mom I'm just going to start drawing X's over my eyes. Can you imagine someone coming to my desk for something and I'm all passed out??? Oh man. That would be embarrassing. My doctor had me come into the office. They are going to send me to a cardiologist to check everything out. I'm sure I'm fine. They said there are so many blood pressure fluctuations in a pregnant body I could just be reacting. Either way its not fun. At least I'll have a few funny stories for later. The next day Eric would not let me do anything around the house. I was restricted to the couch. It was really sweet of him but I felt so helpless. I think I would seriously lose my mind on bed rest. 

We are still struggling with choosing a name. We have 2 names we really love. Grayson Yorke Silva and Milosh Yorke Silva. We just can't choose one. Wouldn't it be easy if it was twins? We wouldn't have to choose one or the other. I think Eric likes Milosh more but we are worried people will have pronunciation problems. Its said like mee-losh. Its one of our favorites for sure. Grayson is up there too, I'm just worried it might get popular. We want to name our child something unique but not something ridiculously crazy. I would really like to make a decision so I can have an answer for people when they ask. I am asked the name question at least 3 times a day. Who knows. One day we will get off the indecisive wagon and pick. I'm just happy we are sure it will be one of those two names. Wish us luck with that.

Baby is happy, Momma is happy! He's growing away. Getting so dang big. I hit the 130 lb mark. I'm not sure if I had mentioned that. Baby better slow down or Mamma is going to tip over. I can't wait until he's here. We are getting really anxious for our ultrasound on the 17th. Ugh. It seems so far away. Baby is making a lot more movement now. I see almost every single kick on the outside. On the inside it feels like someone is dragging a little marble across my skin. He's making more actual movement gestures rather than just kicks now. Its really cool. Tonight Eric and I just watched him move around. We put on a couple Radiohead songs to see if he would react. One song made him dance around a little, then I think he got tired. We've been playing the two same songs. I wonder if he will recognize them when he comes out. Lotus Flower & Myxomatosis. It would be cool if he recognized the songs. Maybe it will soothe him when he's crying and naughty at night.

Next week I should have a little more of an update on my health. For now we'll just relax and hang out with Tulio (Eric's Dad). Goodnight all!!