Center Field vs. Homeplate

Welcome to week 27!

Weight Gain: 17lbs
Emotions: Erratic
Physically: Need a Chiropractor

This morning I had my initial screening for gestational diabetes.  So, I walk into the office and the nurse hands me a bottle of orange liquid. 

I say, "So, you're telling me I should drink the kool-aide?"

Blank Stare.

I say, "Alrighty then."

All is well in baby Staublin world.  She is still very active.  We are deciding if we should splurge for the 3d ultra sound or not.  Also, whether maternity photos are neat or self involved?

Add to Emotions: Indecisive

Okay one more story.  Tuesdays I typically have off of work.  I typically watch Bringing Home Baby and A Baby Story from 9 am to 10 am (Add to Emotions: OCD).  Today, as I am watching, Justin walks in the living room right as the woman is delivering the baby (The baby's head was out but body was still inside her)

I say, "Justin, you don't want to look right now"

He looks, turns red, begins to sweat and gags.

I say, "I TOLD YOU NOT TO."

We have an epic adventure ahead of us.  Needless to say Justin will be opting for the (in his words) home plate camera angle verses center field.

Quinn

Quinn is approximately 8 inches long and 1.5 lbs.  She is very active in the evening around 7ish and I often wake up to her doing somersaults. 

Since I last blogged, we've  been to Colorado and back, went to our monthly Midwife appointment, gotten approved for my FMLA leave, worked 50 hour weeks, and decided on her name- Miss Quinn Chabot Staublin.  Why is summertime always so busy?  Why can't we all just lay around on a beach, read fiction novels, and eat excellent meals?

I'm feeling the need to do a massive cleaning/throwing away session in anticipation for la nina.  I'm trying to keep this irrational need to plan  under control.  I'm sure Justin lives in fear of my next great idea. 

We are going to register in the next week or so.  I'm curious if any mamas would contribute to my Must Have or Don't Buy lists?

Anywho, pregnancy goes on.  We've packed on 14 pounds of baby, blood, fluid, fat and yes, placenta.  My only complaint is nose bleeds.  Really?!   Thankfully, my lower back has not ached that much.  To that, I would like to thank the snoogle, long walks, yoga, and Justin Jeffrey's massage skills. 

Below is my 24 week, crazy hair picture:

Caved

I did.  I caved.  Call it commercialism, capitalism, mallism, retailism, or whatever ism you like.  Justin bought me a snoogle.  A snoogle is this curved maternity pillow that wraps around your body.  It makes sleeping delightful. 

I promise not to cave to a wipe warmer...

Thursday, 2:05 P.M.

I almost hyperventilated in the Old Navy newborn section.  The sales, The cuteness-- Oh my.

We had a first in the aisles of Old Navy.  I put back clothes for myself so I could by our baby girl clothes.

and so it begins.

A Girl!

I made a historically bad move. On my day off I watched My Sisters Keeper. By myself. While it was raining out. I was already a very emotional person before the onset of hormone central aka pregnancy.

I've encountered a enormous problem. I can't lay on my stomach at the pool. I hate to be so superficial to begin. It's just going to create some serious tan line issues.

Baby Staublin is a girl! A firstborn girl. I don't know what this means, but perhaps I should pick up some books on the psyche of such a child.

Anywho, the ultrasound was so neat. Mainly, because Justin's eyes lit up so much. We saw her little face, heart and limbs. At one point, Justin made me laugh (imagine if you will) and her little legs kicked apart. It was amazing.

So, other than overwhelmed hormones, we are all doing well.  Excited, anxious, and tired!

4 months and counting

16 Weeks Pregnant!

Our last midwife appointment went well.  I'm very thankful for the time she spends with us.  I found out the hospital allows women laboring to move and walk as they want.  As many of you know this can/could be a major source of conflict.  Also, I received the results from my blood testing.  Excellent news- I am NOT anemic!  Usually I am.  Thank you, spinach and prenatal vitamins!


We also heard the heartbeat again.  My midwife is predicting a girl because she can find the heartbeat easily. In her experience boy's heartbeats are tricky to pinpoint.  Personally, I'm not about to guess.  We will find out the gender in 3 short weeks.  For those of you predicting twins we will know then as well.

When people ask me whether I want a boy or a girl I say, "I don't care. I’m just hoping for dimples!"

Moo Moo

Justin surprised me with a, thank you for incubating baby Staublin, present on Mother's Day.  On Thursday, I will be spending some quality R&R at the spa.  Oh the sweet joys of incubating and a husband that relentlessly spoils! 

Pregnancy is going smoothly.  The biggest ache is the question of childcare after my maternity leave.  Also, deciding if now is the time to start Grad School.  True to my Chabot origins, I don't do things in small steps (in spite of an obsessive need to plan and set goals) change is done in a fast, rip it off like a band aid fashion.  Obviouisly, pros and cons to all options.

I think I need to make a list.

I've definitely "popped" and can't fight with with my current pants anymore.  So, after I'm done here I'm going to order some maternity pants. Here's to the plethora of maternity fashions these days.  I'm glad the moo moo is no longer a staple.

Next doctor's appointment is May 18th.