27 Weeks

I went for my 27 week visit yesterday. I had to drink that nasty orange drink so they could test my glucose levels and see if I had gestational diabetes. That drink tasted worse than I remember. But, I really wasn't worried about the test. They also drew blood for my next visit when I'll get another Rhogam shot. The doctor had a quick visit with me. She mentioned how I hadn't really gained any weight. She seemed sort of confused, so I was kind of confused. According to my records, I've gained 7 lbs. She was kind of mumbling and adding up the figures on my chart and said something about 4 lbs. She said she wasn't worried about it because she could tell that I was growing and I measured at 28 weeks. Later, I still thought about that and what "4 lbs." meant. Then it made sense. That was what she thought I'd gained total so far. I think somewhere along the lines, probably when I switched doctors early on, things weren't completely accurate. And of course, scales can be different. Whatever, I'm not complaining.

I got my results for the glucose test back today and everything is great. She did mention that my hemoglobin was borderline though and that I should start taking an iron supplement or eating more iron rich foods. That seems to always get to me so I wasn't super surprised.

Savannah is so cute lately. I mean, she's always cute, but specifically, cute about the baby. She wants to see her kick, which of course she's never that active when someone is watching. Sometimes at night, before I leave her room, she'll say something like, "I hope the baby kicks your tummy really good." She'll randomly say how she's excited to have a baby sister. We told her last night the names we'd chosen. She's 4 1/2 and of course wasn't paying that much attention. When we said Etta, she raised her eyebrow and made this funny face. "Etta?" Apparently she isn't too fond of the name. Then she just started rattling off all her name choices while we tried to see what she really thought of our choices. At the end of the conversation, we asked her which name she liked more. Sabrina.

Cooper gets really interested in my tummy when everyone is huddled around it. He wants to talk to the baby but he will NOT hold still to even see the kicks and rolls. Half the time he's moving ME, so no one can see anything that the baby would be doing. We asked him to repeat the baby names last night and to him they were ET...uh and Brina.

I'm definitely getting excited to see this little girl. I keep seeing little babies everywhere, and I try to point them out to the kids and hope the Mom doesn't think I'm weird for it. I just want them to see how tiny babies are and associate it with how little their sister will be. We worked on the girls room this week and hung a few things. It's coming along. I know that I have a weakness for baby clothes, but now I see that I also have a weakness for matching sister outfits. Today, Old Navy had all bathing suits on sale for $4, so I went and checked it out. Savannah saw this cute Hello Kitty one for the baby and wanted to get it, so I searched and search for a 5T for her next year but couldn't find one. Then Savannah brought me a different Hello Kitty two piece bathing suit, and I was able to find her size. So, they don't totally match, but it's still cute to me. And ohhhh the shoes. I don't think I went crazy over infant shoes with Savannah. She never fit in them, and I'll probably have the same problem this time around, but holy moly I have found some cute ones. I just got 3 pairs at Kid to Kid yesterday that look practically new. And I can't wait to hold her. I want to snuggle with a little tiny body. Savannah and Cooper don't cuddle often, so I'm just going to love all the snuggles from a little baby. It feels like the last 27 weeks have gone by pretty fast. I was thinking the other day that these last weeks are probably going to fly by. Once Savannah starts school in early September, I think we'll be coasting from there. Then it will be her birthday and then the baby will be here. Hopefully it all goes in that order.

Better Day Than Night?

Last night was one of those nights. Now that I think about it, it was kind of all around a craptastic day. And it was boring. Carter worked until 8 pm or so. Yeah. We went to bed about 10:45 and I just laid there. Carter was on a "pallet" on the floor. I'll come back to that later. Not long after, I heard Savannah crying so I ran into her room. It was so weird. She was kind of thrashing about and crying and not really responding to me. So I wondered if she was having a nightmare or something. But, I think she was aware enough and knew I was there. It was freaking me out because it seemed like she was in some sort of pain. Eventually, I turned the light on and Carter came in too. We couldn't get much out of her and she seemed like she just wanted to go back to sleep. So we gave her hugs and told her to call us if she needed. But she continued to cry and of course that bothered me. So I went back in and once again it just seemed like she was in some kind of pain. I finally got her to talk a little and she said her nose hurt. She was sniffling a little but I couldn't figure out what in the world would be wrong with her nose. Did she pump it really hard earlier? No. Does your head hurt? No. Anything else hurt? No. She seemed stuffed up so the only thing I could think of was to go in the bathroom and run a really hot shower and let the steam hopefully open her up. I tried to get her to blow her nose, but she still hasn't grasped the concept of blowing out, rather than up. I had the same problem until I was quite old. So we sat in the hot bathroom (just what a pregnant woman wants to do right?) for a few minutes. She talked a little and as I asked questions she said her tummy hurt and her throat. I figured her throat was dry because she was breathing through her mouth. So, a tummy ache and nose ache. Two totally different and random things. She thought she was hungry so after the steam shower we went downstairs and got some cookies and milk and watched a few minutes of the Bachelorette. She didn't eat the cookies and drank a small amount of milk. She just seemed super tired. So, we went back upstairs. She wanted to sleep in her bed, eventhough I kind of wanted her to sleep with me to make sure she was ok. I knew I would get even less sleep if she did though. As I came to bed I saw the clock. 12:15. Great. Eventually I fell back asleep. But I'm pretty sure I got up twice to check on her. And to pee. Then Carter got up, probably at 5:30. Then Savannah came in at 6:30. 6:30!! I was expecting her to sleep in. She was hungry. Oh wait, that's not right. She was crying again. "Mom! Get this stuff off my nose!". She had some crusty, very light snot under her nose region. I was thinking great, she was able to drain some out. She was having a meltdown over it and I had to wipe it off immediately. After that, we went downstairs with my semi-shut eyes and got her some cereal, while I went straight to the couch. But, of course anytime I get up and start moving around, little baby wakes up too. So, rather than doze off, I felt her moving around and kicking for quite some time. It felt like she was jolting my entire stomach. I do welcome those kicks though. Once Savannah finished her breakfast I told her I was so tired. She said to me, "But it's morning." I told her we needed to go up to my room so I could sleep some more and she could watch cartoons. She was game for that. So, from about 6:45 to 8:20 I tried to sleep. Sesame Street and such shows tend to have very annoying character voices and they're hard to tune out. Plus, Savannah just can't seem to sit still. She wiggles around and was even trying to sing the songs, until I shut that down real quick. I heard Coop crying at 8:20 and the day officially had to start. It's 9:32 now. I have a feeling it's going to be one of those slow dragging days and I will probably yell a lot.

Back to the "pallet". Yes, I hate the pallet. The pallet requires blankets. And those blankets get thrown at the foot of the bed each morning he uses them. They're added to the few that are already at the foot of the bed, because I don't want any blankets, because it's hot. So, their are a lot of freakin' blankets at the foot of the bed. The kids love it. They jump off the bed, onto the blankets. And then the blankets are all over the place. And then I get mad because I don't want them jumping off the bed in the first place and breaking something and secondly, their are freakin' blankets everywhere! So yes, I'd rather just have my husband sleep in the bed and get rid of the blankets. Plus, it's just weird.

What to call her?

"Please pray that the little baby girl in Mommy's tummy is healthy and strong." A common sentence in our nightly prayers. It bugged me last night. "Little baby girl in Mommy's tummy". What the heck is her name gonna be?

I'm really irritable these days. People are bugging me. Family is bugging me. Non-stop talking children are bugging me. 10 texts in a one minute period is really bugging me.

Irritated.

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So, it's much later in the day now. Carter and I decided on our top two names for this little girl.

Sabrina Blake

Etta Alexandra

It shall be one of these. Three more months......

We made it to church today ( i know, right?) for all three hours. I stayed with Cooper of course, but whatever. Both the teachers in there I semi know. One of them was filling out the Relief Society roll and they have announcements in there for babies and such. Anyway, she goes, "You're having a girl?". Yeah. "Oh, I didn't even know you were pregnant. You're so tiny." You gotta love people.

So we recently rented Gnomeo & Juliet. The kids have seen it before, but on Wednesday night Redbox had 50 cent family rentals, so we all watched it. It was pretty cute; at least what I saw of it. I fell asleep. Anyway, since that night Cooper has been saying "Jewi-ET". I mean, it's freaking adorable how he says it. I'm almost considering adding the name to our list, just so I can hear Cooper say it more.

Update

Still peeing a lot. Really no surprise there.

She is moving a lot more lately. Although today was a rather quiet day. Savannah saw her kicking the other day and that was really cute seeing her reaction.

Cooper still thinks my boobs are where the baby is. Tonight he was hitting my boobs and saying, "kick, kick"

We are gradually getting things ready around here for her. We bought one of the two dressers last week that the girls will need. Savannah's new bed is in, but I'm waiting on the mattress. We decided, why in the world would be buy Cooper a toddler bed, when we will have a completely usable top bunk that can be a twin bed for him. Duh. So, we'll get to that the closer the due date is.

I think we've stalled on the name thing for awhile. I know I've thought about it a little, but mainly thinking, wow, we haven't talked about it a whole lot lately. Still getting some feedback on certain names and it still surprises me. Etta seems to be one that people are either loving or hating.

I'm glad summer seems to be moving fast. I was just looking at the calendar today and it says I have a doctors appointment on the 28th. I was like, didn't I just go the other day?

This past Tuesday was fun. My Mom and Aunt took me and the kids out for a day of spoiling. Savannah and I got mani/pedi's first and they look so cute. The kids got some fun toys at Toys R Us and then the baby got spoiled at Babies R Us. It wasn't even like we really needed anything new, but after you have a couple kids, new things come out and you decide that some things would be really nice to have. Like a Boppy.

The next day I went to Gymboree with the Gymbucks Caren gave me and got some adorable stuff. Is it just me, or wouldn't you want to have matching outfits for two girls? I didn't want to have totally matching stuff, but stuff in the same line and colors. I found a couple things that will make for some cute photo shoots later on. Can I even tell you how excited I am to take girly baby photos with big bows and tutus?!

I purchased the first pack of diapers today. I feel behind.

I don't know why I get so irritated when my case nurse calls. I just do. I hate being asked what I'm eating and drinking. Really?, what I eat is what sounds good, and not a lot sounds good. And my husband works for a pizza and ice cream company. So yes, I am eating salty processed foods, but in moderation, because I just can't eat as much as I normally can. And I have one McDonalds hamburger when I want because I need MEAT. But lady, I'm freaking flooding myself with water and peeing non stop, so I'm pretty sure that any salt hanging out in my body waiting to cause high blood pressure, is going to flush out. I've only gained 5 pounds, I'm not retaining water and swelling and I'm not working full time and on my feet all day. So lady, I'm pretty sure the circumstances are quite different this time. However, she did say she was going to drop my "case" and they would just call me two more times, at 28 weeks to check on the blood pressure and after the baby is born. Good, cause it's irritating reporting to you.