WEEK 33- WEEK 34: Peace, Pregnancy cravings..

WEEK 33:



Nursery Update:
The nursery seems to be coming along. Here is the color palate I'm working with. I'm hoping it will officially be done within the next two weeks, and I can share pictures of it being ready-to-go.

These are some "fabric balls"  I'm in the process of making. They're going to hang in one of the corners, and have a mobile-like feel to them. 

What does peace look like?
Now that Garrett is going to the birthing classes with me, it's hard not to laugh at some of the things people share, or do in class. (I'm aware that it's immature.) Feels like I'm in high school, and am not allowed to laugh in class all over again. The Doula was speaking about the different stages of birth, and how she has had different clients picture different things to get them through the most painful stage. This sounded familiar, because I remember having friends share with me that this helped, so I was listening pretty closely. She said some people, picture a place that they feel safe in like a church or a place they've traveled to, or maybe a certain scenery. So I was totally following her up until this point, I definitely could do any of those. Then, she said she had a client who actually pictured peace and concentrated on that. Garrett bursts out laughing, I kind of did too, but Garrett was more loud and since we were sitting in a circle with us being at the back of it,  the entire class looked back at us...mostly at Garrett. But I think he was too busy laughing because he was like, "Picturing peace....what a hippie." Well, needless to say we had plenty of "hippies" in the class that did not like that he was laughing. Although I think the husbands were with Garrett on this one, but the Preggers that had their moms there as a support person, instead of husbands, gave Garrett the look of death. I couldn't even look over at him. I was embarrassed, but mostly I knew that if I made eye contact with him I was going to loose it and start laughing like a little high school girl in class. I thought it was hilarious!  So now, Garrett texts me with "peace" every now and then.. I know its silly, but it still makes me laugh! 


Garrett's sympathy pregnancy cravings:
Driving back from the 3rd child birth class, Garrett calls me (we met there in our separate cars from work) and we had the following conversation:
Garrett: You doing ok? Should I pick anything up on the way home?
Yesica: (slightly taken aback because it's about 8:30pm and we already had dinner, but I still think it's sweet that he's asking) No, I'm good thanks. Just some help with bringing some stuff in from Costco I bought earlier today would be great.
Garrett: So.. You don't want me to get anything?
Yesica: Ummm..No. I have everything I need, thanks babe.
Garrett: (finally getting to the point) What about ice cream? Are you craving ice cream?
Yesica: No, not really...... Oooooooooh! Are you having sympathy ice cream cravings, and want me to go with you???
Garrett: No!
Yesica: I think you are. I guess I'll split something with you. Wouldn't want to be a bad pregnant wife and not have my pregnant husbands' cravings go unfulfilled!
Garrett: Ok... perfect. Jump in my car and we'll go get frozen yogurt.

Goes to show, the husbands go through pregnancy symptoms too! Ha.


Pregnancy is Hot... Literally.
As is the case for most couples, I (obviously the female) used to get cold extremely easily and would always be bundled up, while Garrett (obviously the male) would be hanging out in shorts. Most men just seem to not get cold as easily. Well as promised, pregnancy makes you much hotter. I didn't realize just how much my body temperature had changed until one day I was concentrating on my laptop, and all of a sudden felt really  warm. So I asked Garrett," does it feel super hot to you in here?" Garrett holds up his blanket and replies, "Are you serious??? I'm freezing!" This man grew up with snow in the winter! Feels like the twilight zone or something.

Say what??
When I walk into different offices, people want to talk about pregnancy and share their experiences, (especially if it was a bad one), or comment on my growing tummy, etc. Sometimes, when certain things are said I secretly wonder if it's a compliment or not. 

For example, today I was told the following things in different offices... all in the same day.

1. You are not 33 weeks! There is no way you're making it to 40! You're going to be 4 weeks early! 

Translation: Good lord your stomach is HUUUGGGEE! Awesome.

2. You look so small for 33 weeks! That is the cutest little belly! 

Translation: This woman is a liar, or possibly blind? Not sure, but I like her better than the last lady.

3. You look perfect for being around 8 months, good for you. 

Translation: She's been pregnant and has heard all the above things and/or more.

Another little girl (first one was in Hawaii) sees me walking, and pulls on her mom's shirt while pointing at me! What is it with little girls and pregnant woman?? The mom had about the same amount of manners as her daughter and just stared at my stomach. She continued to stare for a while, like I couldn't see her. Explains the little girls behavior, I guess.


Putting the Baby to work!
Some male doctors think it's sooo funny to make comments that are probably best not said out loud... to any pregnant woman. At first I was taken aback by some of them, but now I take it as a great opportunity to close them on increasing my sales.

One doctor asked how the "twins are doing" as he pointed to my stomach. I fake laughed and quickly remind him there is only one in there. He thought he was hilarious. I continued my fake laugh and quickly reminded him this baby is going to be expensive, and that he needs to write more of my product for appropriate patients. He agreed. :) 

Another doctor came around the corner to come speak with me and said, "Man, you got fat." Again, fake laugh... and I just played along with a "yea, I gotta slow down on those donuts." He loved it. Then I made him promise to write more of my product for appropriate patients. I reminded him that my competitors aren't  fat, (pregnant) and my product is better anyway (showed him some clinical studies)...he quickly promised he would write more. 


Week 34:

Technically, this picture was taken 1 day away from officially being 34 weeks. According to different sources,  Baby is  the size of a butternut squash, or an average-large cantaloupe. His length is ranging from 17-18inches and weighing anywhere from 4.2 lbs. - 5.8 lbs.