39 Weeks – I’m Still Pregnant

Yes, I’m still pregnant. I’m due on the 11th.

39 weeks & 2 days.


I have felt a lot of braxton hicks in these last few days and even a few that would cause me to pause for a moment. I was checked out by my midwife on Tuesday and things are progressing along and I’m waddling around town 3cm dilated. That was 5 days ago.

The best moment of that midwife visit? Seeing BabyBird sing into a medical instrument that is meant to shine a light into an area where light shouldn’t be shined all the while serenading me with Mumford & Sons songs.

I thought I was feeling some contractions last Friday and they were about 8-10 minutes apart but after a shower and some rest they went away during the night. After the warnings from both my midwife and doula I am on super sensitive mode of listening to this bump and trying to get a good feel of when these contractions really start. I hope they are all right that this will be a quick (yet intense) natural labor and delivery.

So other than waiting around for this little girl to make the first move, we are finishing up the nesting around the house and putting things away and putting the finishing touches on the new girly nursery. The co-sleeper is reassembled, clothes are washed and put away, and itty bitty newborn diapers are here.

I know those newborn days and weeks are hellish. Sleep deprivation is a mother. And for now my boobs are mine and not a means to sustain another life.

But I’m ready. Let’s do this.


37 Weeks – Waddling Stage

19 days left.

She is head down and although I am happy she is in the right position for birth – it is another story on my poor bladder and girly bits. Bathroom trips are very frequent for the sole purpose of some relief but all-in-all this pregnancy has gone smoothly and I really can’t complain.

I’ve stopped weighing myself because I know I weigh more than my husband right now. Heck I think I passed him a few weeks ago to be honest. Sad face. Which to be fair is not that difficult to do since he runs & bikes an insane amount of hours each week – for example he biked 25+ miles a few weeks ago {with BabyBird in tow in the chariot} but usually he does a few runs/bike rides a week. And although he has a healthy appetite, calories just don’t stick on him. Unlike me.

Sleeping has been so-so and has been better this time with a body pillow or otherwise known as the 3rd person in our bed. It takes me a bit to fall asleep and I wake up at the slightest of noises – including the hubs walking up the stairs and just entering the bedroom. I usually get a head start each night and go to bed first – then the hubs quietly sneaks in later while trying to not wake the sleeping pregnant lady and endure her wrath if she does wake. He’s even started to take his clothes off in the hallway before even coming into the bedroom so it doesn’t wake me and tip toes into bed – bless his heart.

Throughout the night I usually get up 2-3 times to pee and creep back into bed and pray that I fall asleep quickly. Every morning I roll out of bed – I wish I was exaggerating but I literally roll out bed.

I can eat everything in sight so no food aversions or heart burn to speak of and not many cravings either. I’m not a regular consumer of cereal, unless I am pregnant. Cereal has been my food of choice as my 4th meal before bed to hold me over till the morning. Frosted mini-wheats are delish.

The weather has finally started to cool down and it is starting to feel like autumn but I’m still in skirts and dresses because I am always warm and roasting. I am looking forward to the cooler temps for sweaters and boots – and of course meeting this little girl.


Being Pregnant – Volume 2

Now that I am in my final stretch of this pregnancy at 33 weeks, I can now reflect on some similarities and differences between this one and last time with BabyBird.

I feel a lot rounder this time around and I don’t remember wearing clothes to be this uncomfortable. Last time I was working full time in a causal business setting so I could get away with jeans, but now at the thought of putting on a pair of maternity jeans has me shuddering. I’m usually found in stretchy skirts and a tank top and I usually take that off the minute I get home and hang out around the house in the hubs’ boxers. Everything just feels so tight and uncomfortable that I can’t wait to get home and put on lounge clothes.


Belly wise – I remember BabyBird getting a lot of hiccups and so far I haven’t felt any with #2. Also at this point, I haven’t had any braxton hick contractions but I do feel a lot more movement and wiggling going around. Both times baby’s head has been down which adds a bit of pressure down there so I won’t even begin to whine about the constant bathroom trips. My poor bladder just doesn’t have any room and should I even explain what happens when I sneeze? And oh the leg cramps – geez those are horrible and I will be looking forward to when those are a thing of the past.

On the food front – I get a pretty bad sweet tooth while pregnant and this time was no exception. And I think I’ve roped the hubs into my nightly treats but he is definitely not showing any symptoms of the sympathy weight – which might be because of all the running & cycling he does each week. BabyBird was a winter baby, which meant I ate crates among crates of Cutie oranges when they were in season and while #2 will be a fall baby, I have been enjoying all the fresh fruit of the fall harvest – especially Palisade Peaches which are these amazing juicy peaches grown in Colorado. I’ve been eating one to two of these each day.

I’m measuring exactly the same this time, even in the weight department. Granted I started a 4 pounds heavier this time, but I’ve gained exactly the same amount of weight. And #2 is measuring to be about the same as BabyBird which will mean I’ll have a 7 pounder by the end of all of this which I am perfectly fine with.

The birth plan or I should say preferences are the same as last time. Though I would prefer to make it to the hospital a bit sooner than last time (I arrived at the hospital at 5am, and BabyBird was born at 5:06am – you can read his birth story here) though my midwife did not make it and it was the labor & delivery nurse that caught baby, everything was fine and the whole experience was good. My goal this time around will be the same, to labor as much as I can in the comfort of home with my doula & the hubs and going into this whole show all natural. I know by the grace of mother nature, mommy amnesia has hit me and right at this moment I can’t recall just how intense it will be again but I’ll surely be reminded in 6 weeks. With this being my 2nd go – I am still amazed at what a women’s body can do. To grow life from one cell and create a perfect little human and then give birth to said little human – between the genetics and all the biology involved it truly is a miracle.

I’m looking forward to meeting this little girl and having another little one to squeeze and love. But above everything, I am so grateful for a healthy pregnancy and a healthy baby girl in just 6 weeks.

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My heart and prayers have been going out to Diana, Sam & Bella all week as they endure the truly unimaginable of circumstances of saying goodbye to their son, Kaden – who was with us for 3 weeks before he passed due to heart failure. I can’t help but think of her while writing this tonight and every night as I tuck my little guy in bed and rub my round belly. My heart is absolutely breaking for her and I just can’t even fathom what she is going through having to lay to rest her baby boy after having to let go of her twins Preston & Julian a year or so ago.


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Week 30 – Feeling Round

I have 10 weeks left. 10 weeks.

That’s 10 Saturdays until I meet this little girl.




We’ve been doing great, and this little one is so active every night when I sit down to blog or browse the web. So far sleeping at night has been okay and not too uncomfortable yet, though the hubs has woken me up in the middle of the night in fear that I was going to drown in my own snores. Pregnancy is so glamorous I tell ya. And just for reference – you never wake a sleeping momma, much less a sleeping pregnant momma so that is kind of a big deal.

Food wise, I am eating pretty much everything in sight except for that margarita that I have been craving since January. I have stashed a handful of almonds by my nightstand for those midnight sugar crashes but other than just eating more frequently food hasn’t been an issue. It’s definitely not an issue because I am creeping up on the hubs’ weight. Give me another cupcake and I’ll match him easily.

Starting to feel more round and remembering that I am pregnant and carrying another little human inside of me. All of my clothes are maternity with the exception of wearing the hubs’ boxers at night. My belly almost touches the steering wheel when I’m in the car and it’ll only be a few more weeks before I’ll be moving the seat back to accommodate this expanding belly. Speaking of the expanding belly, I am now approaching that critical time when I can no longer touch my toes easily which means I’ll just have to get pedicures from here on out – darn.

She moves – a lot. Especially in the evenings. Though so far I haven’t experienced any hiccups yet like I did when I was pregnant with BabyBird, I remember getting hiccups all the time with him. No braxton hicks yet either just a lot of sharp elbows/knees/feet that have been nudging me from the inside. BabyBird has noticed and made comments that my belly is getting bigger and for now there is still enough of a lap for him to sit comfortably. He hasn’t felt her kick yet or seen my belly move, but I’m excited to be able to share that with him in the coming weeks. He has accompanied me to a few of my midwife appointments and has become quite the little helper in squeezing the bulb to take my blood pressure and he even gets to turn on the doppler to listen to Baby Sister’s whooshing heart beat.

Thankfully we got a good break in the weather these last two weeks with highs in only the 80’s which is such a relief for this waddling momma. But overall this pregnancy has been going smoothly and now that we’ve got only 10 weeks left I am nesting, cleaning and organizing everything in preparation for this little one. And maybe just a little bit of girl clothes shopping too – shh!


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