Our little eggplant

Had our 26 week appointment this morning, and everything looks good. Baby - about the size of an eggplant. Mom's reasonable weight gain - check! Tummy measurement - right in line with the standards! (even though he feels like an alien trying to push his way out most days!) Baby's heartbeat - excellent! Glucose level - ummmm....well....I did have another petit four right before bed last night. I swear.....I never eat sugar and now that is all BBB wants, and I get reprimanded for it!

In one week, I begin my third trimester (cannot fathom that right now). And in two weeks, we go back in for a sonogram and a glucose test to test for gestational diabetes. I have been advised to not eat sugar for 1-2 days prior.

On my honor, I will try to not eat sugar (but it is going to be really hard :)).


They say you know your body best, and I have never been a big "sweet" person because it usually leaves me feeling fuzzy-headed. It's not a taste thing because who doesn't love something sweet and delicious!? It is a "it doesn't make me feel well afterwards so why do it?" kind of a thing. I have never felt that I process sugar like other people do. But ever since the second half of my second trimester, I have started craving everything sweet in sight. I wasn't getting headaches or a fuzzy head, so I just assumed that pregnancy had adapted my body to process the sugar properly. Evidently not if a petit four from the night before sends up a red flag. Oh well....we will see what the results of the glucose test return and go from there. In the meantime, I suppose I will just have to stifle my sweet tooth.

(Also...update on the bedskirt...came back from the tailor, and it looks great! Crisis averted!)

Holding my breath.

I dropped off our adorable Beatrix Potter tie-on dust ruffle this morning at the tailor. As it turns out, our precious dust ruffle is actually for a twin bed...or maybe it's a big, long curtain valance....not sure, exactly now...whoops! So, we are having it converted to a crib bed skirt. I went and bought some muslin for the base, and I explained to the tailor our crib dimensions.

Seems simple enough to me. Cut a rectangle of muslin to lay over the spring bed support and attach the fabric to it. Well, no "project" is complete without a few caveats. In this case, the tailor will need to cut off the very ends of the piece because they hang longer than the rest of it...so there's that. Also, a skirt that hangs over a crib base either needs to have holes or slits cut for the support hooks to slip through.

Anyway, (after looking at me like I had 10 heads and saying that she didn't know how a crib base worked - freak out moment #1) the lady at the tailor drew out a picture, wrote down the dimensions, and wrote down the special instructions....I think. I have a copy of the order, and it looks kind of like the button holes are on the top of the muslin instead of in the corners, and she just said to cut off the extra fabric....not that the ends are longer and thus the skirt needs to be constructed from the middle portion of the fabric.

I am having a slight panic attack this morning and have already called them to double check that the instructions make sense. That was met with, "well, you talked to the lady at the desk, right? I'm sure she can explain it to the tailor." Oh my! (freak out moment #2!) This didn't make me feel much better, and I launched into a diatribe about how important this one piece was and that I had custom ordered everything else based off of this skirt working out, and if it is a mess up, then everything will be messed up. (Am definitely having trouble breathing right now!)

I hung up with my last words being, "well, you have my cell phone....please, please, please call with any questions." (still freaking out!)

Anyway, I asked if it could be ready on Saturday. My family will be in town then, so my plan is that if it turns out horribly wrong (freak out moment #4!), then at least I will have a support system to man my meltdown.

Okay....I feel better already....I think. (Gulp!)

How Do Babies Get Born?

That was the question I received from a toddler this morning.

To which another child responded with the most brilliant answer I have ever heard. He said, "Well, sometimes the doctor has to cut a hole in your tummy, but that is only if the baby is too big to come out through your mouth!"

Oh my gosh! I thought that was awesome! I quickly gave him a big hug, and told him that he was exactly right!

And that is why I love working with children. :)

My baby must be the Easter bunny!

This has been an eventful few weeks between initial nursery set-up, a great doctor's visit over my 21st week, baby store registries, and Adam felt his first kicks from B-cubed!

The nursery is coming together - all of the furniture is pretty much in place, and we ordered our yellow gingham/smocked bumper earlier this week. That was a huge step, committing to bedding, but we both loved it and feel it will be precious (well, maybe Adam said cute...not sure he uses words like "precious"). I bought some baby hangers (so tiny!) to hang his first couple of daygowns up in the closet. (yes...he will be one of those boys that wears dresses in the beginning...we tend to be pretty traditional with our clothing choices)

My doctor's visit last week went really well, minus the slight jump in weight gain that gave me a panic attack and put a full stop to the petit four indulgences. Thankfully, my friend Mary Kempton (her little girl will be arriving on my birthday...can't wait!!) said that she, too, had a few weight jumps, but that then they had slowed down again. (So, maybe the occasional treat is a good thing...after all, it really is the baby asking for the sweets. :))

Registering has been okay....actually better than I expected. I solicited a lot of advice from my friends and family, and let Adam do the research on the big things like the car seat and the stroller which allowed him to really stay involved. It worked out well. Plus, my friends keep sharing new thoughts and products so little by little, I am signing up for more and more stuff. And while registries are meant to be a place for people to purchase gifts for the baby, they have been an even bigger godsend to serve as a place to get organized.

Now, for the big news of the week! B-cubed kicked for his daddy! I have many moments with the baby throughout the day where I feel him turning or kicking, but nothing gets him moving like the sound of Adam's voice. Adam has been making a conscious effort to talk to our precious one daily, and man, does it get the little guy all wound up!?! I love it! They are already developing that daddy/son bond. Adam first felt him early in the week, but Tuesday night, it was as if the baby knew he was supposed to perform. Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!...at least 4-5 strong kicks right in a row. Adam almost couldn't catch his breath trying to get out, "Is that him?" and "Oh my gosh!" before the baby would pop him again! It was awesome! I really felt like the Easter bunny was hopping around in my tummy!

I can't imagine how strong those kicks will become over the next four months!