Friday, September 23, 2016

Currently!

I've been wanting to write a little update on how things are going recently, but writing a wall of text aka a blog post has felt a little overwhelming..... However I liked this post & its format so much and it inspired me to do the same. So here goes.
throwback to baby lewis and baby paige BEFORE we were even dating
Currently loving: Lewis - feeling all the feels these days. A lot of nostalgia for what-is-soon-to-be "Our Old Life" as just two people who could/did spontaneously go out for dinner, sleep in on Saturdays, and/or travel unencumbered by stuff (see above...I imagine going to Peru would be harder with a baby...). Remembering how fun it's been just the two of us and definitely sad that this chapter is coming to a close...Also feeling super grateful for Lewis and how well he takes care of our little family and knowing how much I'll need him in the next few months, realizing how much I rely on him already... Insert all the heart-eye emojis!!! [also loving a new IKEA bookshelf we bought last weekend - our first bookshelf! splurge! it currently houses diapers, baby blankets, and books]

Currently eating: smaller meals! It felt like for weeks I was eating soooo much of literally everything. As in, three peeled carrots instead of one or four Milanos instead of one. You get the picture. But recently (!!) my diet has decreased slightly? No longer eating all day every day. AND excellent news for me - I didn't gain any weight between my last two doctor's appointments! Although a part of me just thinks the first appt, she was a little overagressive with the slidey scale and the following appt, a little conservative - because I feel like this little dude has definitely gotten heavier AKA I should have gained some weight. At least, I have more stretch marks to show for it :/ Anyways. Craving nothing new/in particular, even though I still get asked all the time. If anything, sugar (but that was the case pre-pregnancy too). Also wine. Dying for wine. SO CLOSE. I made myself a "Postpartum Recovery Kit" and am very seriously tempted to put a bottle of super dry white wine in there...yum...

Currently reading: Blah. Nothing quite yet. Recently finished Truly Madly Guilty which was very distracting and pretty good. A friend had recommended another of her books and I burned through it on our honeymoon last year. Same level of brain capacity required and it was fun! I liked it. 3/5. I tried to start The Happiest Baby on the Block but it was giving me anxiety attacks about all the problems our baby might have, the lack of sleep we'll have, and all the techniques I don't know ETC - so I stopped. Back to the library it goes. I think I'm just done with parenting/baby books for now. There was a period where that's all I read and that was fun! But now I need distractions from this impending colossal change. My kindle is holding a whole bunch of stuff I downloaded but haven't looked at yet (it was dead) and last night, I thought about starting The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks which I have been dying to read for years and borrowed from my in-laws a few weeks ago. But then I went to sleep. SO that's probably next on the rotation.

Currently annoyed by: the weather. It looks like it should be 55 degrees outside when in reality, it's still like 85 every day. Yuck. It's too hot and gross and I'm done with the heat. On the plus side, virtually nothing fits of me, so I'm still getting away with wearing minimal clothing in public.

Currently listening to: podcasts while I nap !! This is big for me. I am a serial NON-NAPPER. It's impossible! I think it's a weird version of FOMO.... that if I fall asleep during the day for 30 mins, I'll miss out on something or not be productive or accomplish x. But this week, I put on a podcast (aka something "productive") and laid in bed with the lights off and the fan on and passed out. It was totally awesome.

Currently wearing: like one pair of black lululemon pants from 8th grade (I kid you not - they still fit, are still amazing, literally best clothing purchase of my life) and three different maternity t-shirts. That's basically it. I can't wait to wear real clothes again. I should probably buying some black maternity leggings to get me through winter (since I'm not anticipating too many pairs of pants fitting for a while...). Recommendations welcome.

Currently watching: Friday Night Lights for the first time ever. I never watched it while it was airing, but am now super into it. It's not compelling enough (usually) to just sit and watch, but it's on while I do emails, laundry, blah blah blah and I love it. LOVE Coach and Tammy, duh. HATE Matt's grandma (I know, so heartless) and sometimes, Julie. Actually love Buddy. There you go.

Currently looking forward to: an eviction around October 10 if not sooner and hopefully not later.
Currently wanting: a live-in maid, my old body back (I look at photos from this time last year ish and am SHOCKED by how good I looked - in comparison! ha! - and remember how I didn't think so then. Oh how the turned tables have turned), a water bottle that holds more than 32 oz. of water because I go through a normal Nalgene so fast, a massage.
Currently doing: eating leftover chocolate chip pancakes in bed, just finished my tea, time to replenish the tea and get a yogurt! So exciting. Meeting friends for lunch in a bit and going to Oktoberfest at our church tonight... $1 hotdogs + $3 beers = happy Lewis and happy me :)

Thursday, September 15, 2016

A day in the life of a sick pregnant woman

This is bound to be a boring post, as I have zero plans to leave the house and have virtually nothing to do. But I am bored, so join me in the boredom of today.

Background: 36 weeks and 2 days pregnant. Sore throat started on Sunday. Monday added a little achy-ness and that underwater feeling. Yesterday transformed into a full-blown head cold with sore throat, raspy cough, chills, and runny nose. Today so far = runny nose, sore throat, little less headache.

7:50am: Open eyeballs. Notice is Lewis rolled away from me but I can see the glow of his phone, so he's awake.

7:52am: I'm hot. Pull down comforter (we've recently switched to the European style of JUST a duvet + cover, no top sheet. Mostly loving it). Pillow between my legs is approximately 100 degrees. Throw it on the floor.

7:53am: Baby starts moving around. Gets the hiccups. Hears Lewis say something and kicks a bunch.

7:55am: Check phone to see if plans have changed for today. They have. (I was supposed to be meeting a friend + two babies for coffee - my first PSL of the season!! - but I texted her last night about my sickness and offered that we could reschedule in case she didn't want me infecting those tiny immune systems. I just know that I would appreciate the heads up from a sick friend when Baby C arrives! She agrees we should reschedule.)

8:17am: Roll into Lewis's back and see if he's making moves to get out of bed yet. Barely. My head hurts.

8:20am: Lewis departs the bed. I scroll through Facebook on my phone. I've missed nothing in the last 10 hours.

8:34am: Discuss Lewis's outfit from bed. Suggest he could compromise seasons and wear shorts + a long-sleeved flannel? He puts it on but decides he'd just rather wear jeans. Changes into jeans. My arms and hips are starting to hurt from rolling around. Wish for the millionth time that I could lay on my back for an extended period of time. Baby still kicking.

8:36am: Hear Lewis making a bagel and decide to get up to make his tea. Roll my giant self out of bed and into sweatpants. Shuffle into kitchen, drink a huge glass of water, make Lewis's tea (aka pour hot water with a tea bag into a to-go mug).

8:40am: Hug and kiss Lewis goodbye. Realize I am starving.

9ish: Make a giant bowl of oatmeal (2 persons worth). Cut up a banana in a bowl, add a scoop of peanut butter, cinnamon and a tiny bit of sugar - ate way too much sugar yesterday, need to cut back today. (Sidenote: I gained a whopping FIVE pounds between my last two doctor's appointments....which were only 2 weeks apart. Oops. I'm sure the baby didn't gain 5lbs in two weeks, so get it together Paige.)

9:15am: Eat giant bowl of oatmeal, orange juice, tea. Decide to write this post. Document this moment for eternity.
9:27am: (The time is now! Will update once more "exciting activities" have happened.)

------- all right. what has happened in this dramatic day -----

9:27am - 10:30ish: Browse the internet at the kitchen table. In the past, whenever I ate home alone, I'd usually eat on the couch or in a chair, watching tv or reading or whatever. But thanks to the enormous protrusion that is my child, eating at a table while seated is the preferred eating set-up. Weird how tables are good at that right? (Ugh. That was the most pointless/boring paragraph ever. Anyways).

Curious about what internet sites I check? Of course you are. My daily reads are Yahoo, Cup of Jo, Emily Henderson, and a whole other smorgasbord of stuff. And (really, full disclosure...) my newest obsession - this is so embarrassing - is reddit. I actually love it, especially this subreddit. (For example, a gem from this little collective and in light of eating a million cupcakes last week, this made me laugh.) I'm also loving the subreddits on legal advice and personal finance (when I told Lewis this, he asked if I was worried about some future disaster - for the record, I am not.)

Also, text Lewis a picture of this cute baby that almost made me tear up. Pray our child is cute.

10:31am: Clean up kitchen and load dishwasher. Decide to clean the sink. Rinse, sprinkle probably way too much Comet all over it. Let it sit. Decide to do laundry.

10:40am: Cut little tags off new clothes to be washed. Last night, we went to Target (my only outdoors expedition of the day which ended up totally exhausting me).

A friend sent me a Target gift card (yayyyy!!!) and so I decided to spend it on ME and not the baby. So selfish. Don't care. All the hospital packing lists say to bring a robe.... I own a nice, warm, fuzzy robe with WHITE stripes that didn't seem like it'd be the best choice for a hospital. SO off to Target to buy another one (also, because I love robes and am certain I'd use two. I anticipate this happening: wear one, get peed/puked/spit-up on, throw in wash, put on clean robe! Win!). Found a purple robe on sale! So that's in the wash. How exciting! *eye roll*

10:43am: Start laundry. Spray a shirt of Lewis's that had a stain the back of it (wtf?? how??).

10:45am: Scrub sink.

10:47am: Make tea. Reuse tea leaves. Hope it turns amber enough to not just be hot water.

10:50am: Rinse sink.

10:55am: Get back in bed with laptop, clipboard, pen, birthday card to be written, phone, and tea. Current position:

11:00am: Poke baby a bunch and wake him up. Oops. There's a butt in my ribs. It feels like this is living in my abdomen. Text Lewis.

11:02am: Keep writing blog. Document exciting moments. This is literally me right now.
11:23am: Decide to do these things while in bed and maybe before Lewis comes from for lunch:

  • finish birth plan
  • finish our wills and advanced directives and powers of attorney
    • ** We don't have any of these and my little lawyer brain is all "But what if you both die in a freak accident????? Or if you die in childbirth and Lewis/my parents disagree on something??? Or [insert a million worse case scenarios, all of which involve death.]" Thank god I'm a lawyer and can cheaply (lol - fo free!) make up some simple stuff for us until we bite the bullet and hire someone or I do a proper job of it later. But at 36 weeks preggo, simple will have to suffice.
  • write birthday card
  • I'm sure there will be some facebooking in here.
  • find the delicate balance of drinking all the tea and not having to pee every 5 minutes
----------- it's now 2:25pm! -----------

11:30ish - 12:30ish: Facebook, tea, playing with the baby (push on a limb, watch him squirm! it's so weird/awesome). Finally got around to finishing up our birth plan. The quick summary of this is: Mom and Baby are both alive and well. Some small preferences for stuff like "in the event of eminent death, please call a priest." Nbd.

12:35pm: Lewis comes home for lunch.

12:36pm: Chat about a whole bunch of emails. I switch the laundry to the dryer. He puts lunch together. Talk talk talk, Paige cough cough coughs.

1:05pm: Lewis leaves. I heat up soup for lunch and slather a biscuit with butter. Baby is asleep. Nice break from the constant rocking.

1:15pm: My mom calls to talk about The Plan when the baby is born. Should she come when he's born? After? Soonish? Fly? Drive? So many questions! We discuss options, I say I'll talk to Lewis and will get back to her. Also talk about Christmas gifts for this year and my doctor's appointment on Monday. I eat soup during this phone call, shocking both her and myself (I generally do not like soup).

1:30-2:00pm: Finish eating, leave dishes in the sink, mess around on the internet. Boil more water for tea.

2:01pm: Eat three mini frozenYork Peppermint Patties. Make tea.

2:06pm: Get back in bed with tea.

2:07pm: Browse the internet..... avoid finishing legal documents. Think about life plans, baby coming, having to move (our lease is up at the end of November) and where we'll move...

2:10pm-2:20pm: Text Lewis. Get distracted by Instagram. Contemplate getting more peppermint patties and tea. Baby wakes up when I start pushing on him. Also maybe because of sugar.

2:25pm: Update looooooong post that is interesting to probs no one haha.

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2:30pm-4:00pm: Sit around, try to rest, feel like crap, browse Zillow for reasonable, two-bedroom rentals and get stressed by $$ and very few viable places.

4:01pm: Eat two more peppermint patties. Put on real clothes and shoes.

4:11pm: Leave the apartment.

4:12pm-4:40pm: Walk around the block in the semi-rain. Talk to my dad on the phone.
4:42pm: Start making dinner (baked salmon with dill sauce, couscous, spinach salad with walnuts and feta).

5:10pm: Lewis comes home, wait around for salmon to finish cooking. Talk about our boring days.

5:25pm: We finally sit down to eat and exchange a grand total of 20 words while scarfing down food because we have to leave at 5:35 for our second birthing class.

5:40pm: Actually leave the house with our birthing book, a blanket and pillow, all of which we have been instructed to bring for this class.

6:00pm sharp: Park in the hospital parking lot and quick waddle our (my) way into the hospital, up the stairs, down the hall and into our classroom at 6:05pm - we aren't the last people there! Win!

6:06pm-9:00pm: Learn alllllll about epidurals, c-sections, vaccum/forceps, nitrous oxide, etc. etc. Get excited to try all the things. Get freaked out by the helpful animation of what happens in a c-section (they separate your abdominal muscles by hand ...!!!)

9:30pm: Finally home. Exhausted. Eat a bagel with cream cheese, chai tea with milk, and two more peppermint patties. Watch an episode of "Undercover Boss" with Lewis.

11:20ish: In bed! Lights off! But as per pregnancy, I am not tired but am instead restless, itchy, and wide awake. So, I roll over and whisper to Lewis, "I'm going to take a bath!" He mumbles back that he loves me and rolls over.

11:30pm: I take a bath. Almost fall asleep. Drag myself out of the tub and straight into bed. SLEEP.

The end.

Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Labor Day (or, not yet, thank god)

Good morning! We are back from Steamboat where we spent Labor Day weekend and it was both glorious and exhausting. I am struuuugling on the couch today (as in, have eaten two poptarts and watched four episodes of Friday Night Lights). Before Lewis left for work this morning, he asked what my plan was for the day to which I replied, "Uhhhh..." So yeah. I'm writing this in my bathrobe.

Officially 35 weeks + 1 day preggo and still feeling gargantuan, but not any more than the last two weeks or so. My waddle is slightly more pronounced and I discovered my first real stretch marks under my belly so cue all the crying emojis :((((( It is entirely possible they've been there for weeks and I just haven't noticed since I can't actually see the underside of my belly without contortions OR alternatively Baby C is packing on the pounds these days and is preparing for his grand entrance at a whopping 8-9lbs. OR, I guess both of those could be true. Le sigh.

Other exciting news around here includes a 2pm daily nap and passing out no later than 10:30 every night AKA "In which Paige attempts to stock up on sleep before she has a newborn but really only succeeds for sleeping for an hour at a time." Sleeping is NOT GOOD these days. Actually, it straight up sucks. Why I did not buy a body pillow from day 1 is beyond me. NEVER AGAIN. Last night, while bemoaning this decidedly mostly minor problem, I reassured myself/Lewis that there will again be a night in which I sleep 10 hours straight! (But alas, I know this realistically is like 20 years away because kids).

Thankfully, we had an awesome time in the Boat over the weekend, spending time with some of Lewis's family and ordering room service from the hotel (be still my heart). The weather was PERFECT and it just smelled good and felt good and was good. Driving back into the city was so very depressing in comparison to the clean mountain air and sunshine we basked in for days.

But the good news is that we are now here (in Denver/at home) until the baby arrives!! The countdown is real. It's very weird to me that he could arrive in anywhere from 2 to 7 weeks... So, just in case it's sooner rather than later, this week/weekend is going to include putting the car seat in the car, packing hospital bags, maybe buying some shelving (we are seriously lacking space and need to utilize some wall space I think), and semi-reconfiguring the bedroom to accommodate a bassinet + more baby stuff. Perhaps I'll share our "nursery" soon :) and you can see for yourself how ready we are! To be honest, our hearts are completely ready and I can't wait!! But my brain feels 1000000% unprepared, overwhelmed, and a little freaked out by what is coming (both the actual birth itself AND you know, the next forever years with this person in our lives). So please send some good thoughts and prayers our way as Paige nests nests nests and flags pages in multiple baby books for Lewis to read!