Third Trimester Exhaustion

These days, I am beat–exhausted–over it.  I could go and go and go just two or three weeks ago, but now? It’s like I have to stop and sit every 30 minutes. I ended up switching my patient load to pediatrics only which isn’t so bad. I enjoy working with the children and since it’s in the home setting, I enjoy working with and teaching the families as well.  It’s a nice change of pace from being in schedule crazy facilities.

This was my bump three weeks ago! I’m 30 weeks + 4 days now. He’s getting so big now! My only trouble with it is that I have almost lost 15lbs during this pregnancy!  Even my OB finally brought it up since it keeps going down. At first he thought it was intentional, but it’s not. I eat, but when I do I can’t eat more than a few bites or my stomach hurts really badly. If I’m having a really good day where I can pack away a decent meal, I end up with morning sickness the next morning. I can’t really win here, unfortunately.  What matters most is that Bug is on track for length and weight himself. 

When I do have energy (especially, when I still had great energy), I pretty much allow myself to nest. Hardcore. I’ve pretty much re-arranged and recycled or tossed everything in the linen closets, the bedroom and my office which will be a shared semi-nursery for during the day.  Also, gardening. My patio is finally almost worthy of being an outdoor space. Not to mention all the veggies and strawberries


Patio lights that got strung around the darkest part of the yard. I will probably do the other side of the fence too, just for balance rather than function.



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Pooty and Baron are extremely happy to be able to go outside now. They spend hours out there. Pooty likes to go out just to scream, peep at neighbor cats and get sprayed with water when I am watering the plants.


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It’s still a bit of a work in progress. The dirt plot still needs to be shoveled some more to remove the contaminated top soil (Previous tenants and my roommates some how thought it was a trash can, ash tray, and beer pour out. )

Week 23

Today, I am 23 weeks along. For whatever reason, I was really tired this week. My migraines returned with a vengeance too. What’s funny, is that the OB asked me if I was experiencing any of my migraines due to my history of chronic migraines. I said no. I jinxed it I got blurry vision in my left eye that didn’t return for the better part of 45 minutes. I haven’t had a visual disturbance like that since the middle of nursing school.



I look as exhausted in this photo as I feel, for sure!  I’m really hoping to just relax this weekend Get some laundry done. Hopefully, I will be able to curb the insane urge to clean until next week because I’ve started nesting already but it’s physically draining. I’m also hoping the exhaustion is because he had a growth spurt. At the wellness check on Wednesday, he was measuring 25 weeks, not 23 weeks. 

 On the plus side, he is moving around like a jitter bug. During certain times, he can’t seem to sit still.  I love it!

tl;dr I’m pregnant

So I literally disappeared for a few months. I know, I apologize, however, I had good reason: I’m pregnant I really didn’t want to say anything at first because I hadn’t told my Grandmother yet and wasn’t sure how to gauge her reaction. Her experience with babies and childbirth has never been good. So I just assumed not tell her.   Richard’s dad was told right away and he was excited as heck.

I was getting to be about 4 months along and I felt really guilty and lonely in my pregnancy so I started asking feeler questions. How did she know my mother was pregnant (with all 4 of us + the back stories) Well, all 4 times, she didn’t tell Grandma with 2 out of 4 babies just showing up at her door, I was a phone call on Grandma’s birthday (which is also my birthday) and the 1st kid was discovered while my mother was 7 months pregnant. My grandmother told me that my grandfather had asked late that night after finding out, “Why didn’t she tell us?” I could have died. I waited two more weeks until I was 18 weeks/19 weeks along and told her.

I was legit waiting for a bad reaction. She seemed like she wanted to be mad AT FIRST. Which is kinda what I expected anyway, but then she got really excited.  I was so caught off guard I got really confused and upset, but was still relieved.  I also had been asking hypothetical questions such as “Well, if I had a baby and just set it up for adoption and showed up w/ the papers, what would you do?” She got more honking mad at that question than my telling her I was pregnant. “I’d go find him/her and adopt them myself!! THAT’S MY FLESH AND BLOOD TOO, YOU KNOW” 

Original Announcement from November

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Of course now, she is “in charge”.  She bought diapers with coupons she found, she bought a play-yard already. Lawd.  I’m not gonna fight it. She didn’t think she’d live to see great grandkids, so now she feels like top hen again. Which I am happy to oblige. 

To get everything back up to speed: I am 22 weeks pregnant, just past the half way point. I’m showing but I’m not as bumpy as some other women, which is a little disappointing, but hey! Whatever. I went on the 7th of March for my gender ultrasound, Ma went along as Richard has been promoted at work which created a schedule issue. Ma has never seen a modern ultrasound like that before so it was a great opportunity for her.

So that means…

We’re Team Blue.  Congrats to the winner of Dodger tickets. 

I thought it was a girl this whole time for some reason but here’s our ultra sound pics with his little dinky dang-er!!


The bright spot is his anus, directly to the left is a small teste sack and his itty bitty noodle

Estimated due date is in July. I cannot wait to meet him. I’m hoping he gets Richard’s green eyes.  Ah, that would just slay me.  I hope he already knows he is surrounded by people who are gonna smush him into their heart places. 

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