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Mini Monday: Hippo Take Over

Early in my pregnancy I was really hungry all the time, so we joked that the baby made me a hungry, hungry hippo and a perfect nickname for the baby was born.

As we count down the final days until our sweet hippo joins us, I realized we have really started something. Between onesies, burp cloths, books and various other items this kid had better not have a fear of hippos or we are going to have a problem!

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The Final Escape

My husband and I love to travel and with the baby coming we knew that travel time (at least big, international trips) would probably be put on the back burner for the next few years, so we decided to squeeze in one more pre-baby international trip to the not-very-far-away Quebec in May. I thought that would be my final getaway, but we ended up taking a last-minute trip to California about a week after getting back from Canada and last weekend we managed to take one final mini vacation.

We caught the train up to New York City on Saturday morning and spent the weekend catching up with our great friends and their uber happy 7 month old daughter — we can only hope our little hippo will be so joyful! The visit included lots of talking and eating (of course), exploring the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens where we were all inspired to do a million more things to our backyard gardens, checking out the Ai Weiwei exhibit at the Brooklyn Museum, enjoying a slice (or three) of funfetti cake and watching movies.

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Now I am stuck at home for the foreseeable future, but I’m hoping these last few months before the baby arrives race by because I can’t wait to meet the little guy and read to him about Harry the Hippo who loves to play hide and seek.

Mini Monday: 30 Weeks Pregnant

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I really don’t want to be one of those people — you know, the ones who talk exclusively about pregnancy, babies and baby things — but today I’ve simply got baby on the brain so you’re getting a mini-earful of baby news.

• I’m at 30 weeks today and am still getting lots of kicks from my cucumber/cabbage size baby (and no, those two veggies are not similar in size at all…) who is approximately 2.75 pounds (which seems like an awfully heavy cucumber or cabbage…) and is about 16 inches long.

• I on the other hand cannot be compared to a fruit or vegetable as I feel that I am approximately the size of a beached whale, but other very kind people, my husband included, keep saying I look very fit for 30 weeks. I have lots of walking and Jazzercise to thank for that one! My fingers are crossed that the heat isn’t too bad this summer and I can keep up my exercise regime until the baby comes.

• To emphasize how “beached whaley” I am feeling, my husband and I were listening to classical musical for most of the afternoon yesterday and at one point, he started to dance with me. The next thing I knew there was a spin (no problem there) and a “lift.” Oh, my poor husband. I am pretty petite and stand 5′ tall whereas he is 6’1″ so typically a lift is no problem, but when he tried yesterday I’d say he got me about an inch off the ground and made such a horrible noise in his attempt to pick me up. Well, needless to say we both dissolved into laughter and I wasn’t feeling very petite anymore! He also said, “I definitely think this needs to go in the blog tomorrow.” So this one is for you, babe.

• It’s happened. I’ve started attracting the random belly rubs that I’ve been dreading all along and really, it is just plain weird. Why do strangers — and frankly even acquaintances — think that a woman wants them to rub her belly?? I’ve had good friends ask if they can touch my belly, which is fine, but people I barely know or don’t know at all? Paws off!

• Our baby hippo really likes being on the right hand side of my belly. I don’t know what it is — head, butt, elbow — but he frequently maneuvers himself so that I feel a huge hunk of baby sticking out. It’s always on the same side, usually in the same spot, and it is super weird. If I massage him, eventually he will find his way back into the normal realm of my belly space. All I can say is that creating a baby is definitely interesting!

• Over the weekend, my husband built the dresser that will also double as a changing table for our little hippo. Although we have a wall decal to put up for decoration, the room is pretty well put together. Now I can spend the rest of the summer (post-baby showers) washing tiny clothes and putting them, diapers and blankets where they belong. I’m trying to keep my nesting mania to a minimum for my hubby’s sake. I can see him rolling his eyes now.

Hope everyone is having a wonderful Monday!

 

 

Sugar Rush!

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This morning I finally got around to my one-hour glucose screening to check for gestational diabetes. I’ll be honest: I love sweets— cupcakes and ice cream have been particular favorites during the past 7 months. But other than my dessert vices I’ve tried to make healthy choices throughout my pregnancy by continuing to be as active as I can (thanks Jazzercise!) and (mostly) eating foods that are good for me and my little guy. I’ve been gaining weight on the slow side and there is no history of diabetes in my family, but I’ve still been a little freaked out about the screening. While I sat in the lobby of the lab this morning with the orange sugar drink coursing through my body, I didn’t get any less anxious.

As friends who have traveled this road before me said, “If I didn’t have gestational diabetes before, I probably have it after drinking all that sugar!”

But for now all I can do is wait for the results. Hopefully the next dish of ice cream in my future isn’t 3 months down the road or it will be one long, hot summer!

Mini Monday: Smiling

It has definitely been a Monday. Instead of letting this hectic day get me down, I thought I’d take a moment away from the grindstone to reflect on some of the things that have made me smile the past few days:

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Mini Monday: My First Mother’s Day

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Here are the highlights from what will no doubt be the most relaxing, quietest mother’s day weekend I experience for quite awhile:

• Saturday I took a great prenatal yoga class with lots of other mamas-to-be. It was a wonderful practice and afterward I found myself relaxed and more in tune with the hippo.

• Bright and early yesterday morning my hubby gave me this sweet card (note the birds are made of actual feathers — it’s super cute) and my mom and dad had sent me a card too. It made my morning!

• The baby has apparently launched a VIP rave in utero. He’s been dancing around in there the past few nights in the wee hours of the morning (we can neither confirm nor deny that there are glow sticks involved…). Since I am awake anyway, it’s fun to feel him kick, punch, wiggle or whatever the heck he’s doing! He’s been so active the past two nights that my husband has really been able to feel him moving which was a fun Mother’s Day treat for both of us.

• We picked our first three strawberries yesterday. Whatever will I do with such a haul?!

• After church we strolled over to the local bakery and indulged — a coffee milkshake for my honey and an apple poptart and decaf iced mocha for me.

• Post-treat I took a nap and may have even gotten a little sleep! Yay!

• As a bonus treat, my husband gave me his free birthday drink at Dunkin Donuts, so I headed over there bright and early this morning to get a decaf iced mocha and a maple donut. The trek home surely burned off all the calories, right? At the very least, it helped lessen my case of the Mondays!

Mini Monday: The Seven Year Itch

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I just couldn’t resist using this as the title for a post about our seventh wedding anniversary, even though research has shown that the “3 year glitch” is the new “7 year itch” when it comes to marital woes. So phew, I guess we’ve made it honey!

As we enter our seventh year of marriage, the most exciting thing on the horizon is the little bundle of joy that is scheduled to join our family in September. We are keeping things pretty low key this year in terms of anniversary celebrations, but the traditional seventh anniversary gift is copper and my husband just happened upon a super shiny penny from the year we got married the other day. I thought it was such a sweet gesture (I was really just impressed that he knew copper was the appropriate gift… I had no idea!). During the weekend we picked up this little copper heart from a vendor at Eastern Market to put in the nursery. It was our small, but sweet, gift to each other.

But I wanted to do something to surprise to him, and I decided that would be putting two tulips — purple like the day we got married — in the bud vase we were given on our wedding day.

As the years tick by, I know I couldn’t have asked for a better partner — who else would stay up until 11 pm working to assemble an Ikea bed? Or spend his entire weekend organizing and cleaning the house from top to bottom because there are so many things I can’t move or clean properly these days? Or who encouraged me to quit my full-time job to start my own freelance firm? Or who is willing to get up at 6:30 am on a Saturday to help me set up my Jazzercise class? Or who puts his hand on my belly and talks to our son in crazy voices (at first I was worried that our son wouldn’t recognize my husband’s voice when after being born, but then I realized he’s still going to talk to the baby with crazy voices so we should be good)? The list goes on and on and I am more grateful to have him in my life with every passing day.