35 week bumpdate || “big, but not huge”

ha – that’s what my doc said about how i was measuring. honestly, i feel huge, and while i’m not quite waddling yet, i can tell my center of gravity is WAY off. i had my 34 week appointment recently, and my doc offered that they now have cameras where you can watch the c-section. my response? “i don’t make you look at my spreadsheets; i don’t want to see what you do for work.” show me the baby when he’s out … i don’t think i can deal with seeing what’s going on down there [to be honest sounds like a criminal minds episode, if you ask me].

anyways, let’s get to it!

gender + size?: baby boy is the size of a spaghetti squash. that’s probably the most believable comparison to date.

cravings/aversions?: the reester eggs are back, people, and they are everywhere. in my freezer, in my car, at both of my desks … le sigh. i’m trying not to ingest too much sugar this last month, but it’s not looking promising.

maternity clothes?: i did away with the maternity jeans at this point, and am wearing almost exclusively dresses. i may have to bust a pair out here shortly because we are expecting a “historic” snowstorm on thursday, but whatevs.

workouts?: i can tell i’m slowing waaaayyy down. i skipped walking last saturday and felt SO good when i got back to it on sunday, but it’s still getting more and more difficult. i’m trying to hang in there … i walked up until the morning i got induced with logan! seeing if i can make it to the end with this guy.

weight gain?: 30ish lbs depending on the day, what i’ve eaten the past few days, and how humid it is. i’m just waiting for the significant water retention to kick in [even more].

rings on or off?: on in minnesota! although my fingers are definitely swelling more and more.

emotions?: i cried big, fat, pregnancy hormone tears last weekend. logan was just testing me, and after she had knocked my nearly full cold brew out of my hand into the parking lot at target, i got her in her car seat and just sat in the front seat and criiied and cried. mostly because i was being personally victimized by my two-nager, but partially because of the loss of my coffee. i totally recognized at the time it was hormones, which is such a bizarre cognition since you don’t want to be crying, but it feels SO good.

any other weird symptoms?: i’m itchy, blotchy, and swollen, but SO thankful 🙂