Week 25

Well I am nearing the last third of this journey.  We got the crib and changing table, and bedding all together.  I was not looking forward to putting the crib and table together with Sean.  We have different ways of putting stuff like that together.  I look at it as more of a puzzle and look at the photo and usually have to try a piece a few different ways before I get it right.  He reads the directions front to back, checks and rechecks the parts list and then still gets it wrong and gets frustrated.  Drives me nuts!!! By some divine intervention the power went down where he works (food plant) and since he is the manager of QC he had to help get all the product down to 40 degrees before it was too late and it all had to be thrown out.  Well that gave me the 3 hours needed to put it all together by myself.  When he came home, he said "well it is probably better this way."  I couldn't agree more. 

I am starting to get lines on my ankles where my socks sit.  I am hoping this little bit of swelling doesn't lead to the dreaded calf/ankle combo cankles!  Do I start to wear my compression running socks to prevent this?  Maybe it would look better also if we actually had some nice weather and could get some color instead of looking half dead!

Oh and I have passed Sean on the scale.  That's just great!  He eats twice as much as me and still cant gain a pound of sympathy weight.  Maybe my legs will get stronger caring all this extra weight around.  I know when I do 3 flights of stairs I am breathing heavy.  I use to run up 2 at a time on my way to draw blood in the hospital.  Now I walk up to the top, and the other day my roll of tape used to tape the gauze down, falls off my tray and rolls all the way to the bottom of the stairs!  SHIT, I don't have another on my tray so I walk all the way down and then all the way back up, and need to take a break at the top so it doesn't look like I ran 5 miles before I go and draw this guy.  That was pretty depressing.

I was this weight once before in my life and even more, just out of college.  I keep telling myself that I lost it all once before I can do it again, and that this situation is completely different than before.  I just think I shouldn't look at the scale when I go in for my appts.  It is just a darn number. 

Photos of the room. 

With the room ready for the most part, I would have to say I am getting a bit excited.  I have tried to hold back due to what happened last time.  Well the room will be complete in 14 weeks well I hope it isn't any longer than that but if the kid takes after Sean he will be a bit late.  

Week 23 and photos



Belly


Well there is no hiding this thing now.  Not like I was, but I am getting some looks now at work.  I find it is weird when talking to some people they stare at my belly (I think and not my boobs). I know it is sticking out but do you have to stare at it.  Like I don't feel self conscious enough! 

Not to many people are touching me yet, I guess I don't give off that touchy feely feeling, well I know I don't.

This is what we are going with for the room.  We had this picked out before we knew what we were having.  It works, and going with the light green walls. 

The room when we bought the house was "burn your eyes out" yellow. It was like staring at the sun, and when you look away you can still see the color!  Not good, we primed it white and were waiting for this occasion to repaint it.









Sean painting the room

It is a light mint green color.  Next weekend's project.  Crib and car seat, and register.  Oh so much fun.