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Packing Away the Maternity Clothes.

It’s time to pack up the maternity clothes. I’m actually a little sad about this— I loved my maternity clothes. I especially loved the pants and the stretchy belly bands- most women seem to hate them, but I thought they were super comfortable. I think it also makes me sad because it’s that one last goodbye to pregnancy, and I truly loved being pregnant. I was fully prepared to wear the maternity...

The End of the Great Baby Name Debate.

For nine months, we debated names for our baby boy. There were serious contenders along with the not-so-serious, names that one of us liked but the other didn’t, and of course Dave and friends tossed out plenty of silly names that were never really in the running. By the time we got to the hospital on Dec. 27, we had managed to agree on a short list of possibilities: Cooper Jackson Wyatt Cash Logan William...

Becoming My Own Pet Peeve.

I’m a fast walker. Always have been. I walk faster, everywhere, than nearly everyone I know (except my mother, and even I can’t keep up with her when she’s walking through a mall). It’s physically difficult for me to walk slowly, even if I’m not in a hurry, and because of this I’m easily annoyed by slow walkers. It’s frustrating to go grocery shopping with my husband— he...

Baby Names.

We still don’t have a name for the little pickle. All throughout this pregnancy, Dave has made suggestions. A few of them have been good. Most of them, however, have made me stop and ask “are you serious or are you joking?” Sometimes I really can’t tell. Here are some of the names he’s suggested: Van Halen (Yes, like the band. No, I don’t know if he means “Van” for...

Go Ahead, Rub My Belly.

Pregnant women are cranky. I can say that, because I am one. Pregnant, that is, not cranky. I keep reading articles on pregnancy websites where pregnant women talk about all the things you shouldn’t say to a pregnant woman, or do to a pregnant woman, or buy for a pregnant woman. And I think it’s common knowledge that pregnant women hate it when people touch their belly, especially without asking....

Like Father, Like Son. (Or, my kid is huge.)

Baby has been in a breech position for quite some time now. This has caused some consternation for his mother, because we haven’t been able to get decent ultrasound pictures of him and also because it complicates his delivery if he doesn’t change his position. Our doctor ordered yet another sonogram to see if he had changed positions yet. We’ve had like six sonograms now, which is about five more...

Round 2 of the 3D Sonogram: Still Uncooperative.

Last month, we had our “fun scan.” We hoped to get a great picture of our baby boy, but alas he was stubborn and shy and wouldn’t move his legs from in front of his face. He was uncooperative enough that the doctor’s office let us reschedule the scan. We went back the following week. And discovered that the little pickle was STILL uncooperative or shy or stubborn. The technician spent a lot...

Obligatory Maternity Pictures.

We had good intentions of documenting my growing belly in pictures, but we haven’t been very diligent nor are we good photographers. I started to think we needed professional help to document this important time in our lives— plus, good pictures would be easy Christmas gifts for our family! A few weeks ago, I scheduled an appointment for pictures with Casey Wright Photography. I’ve known Casey for a...

Uncomfortable.

This pregnancy has been super easy. I really have no complaints about the first 32 weeks, aside from mild carpal tunnel syndrome, a little bit of heartburn and swollen feet. But the past two weeks have brought on the discomfort that I’ve heard so many women complain about— major heartburn, exhaustion and worst of all, a near inability to breathe most of the time. I’ve started sleeping while propped up...

Missing My Boots.

Boots are one of my very favorite things, and boots are one of the only things I like about cold weather. I haven’t been able to wear any of my regular shoes since sometime in July due to the excessive swelling in my feet. On the positive side, it was a reason to buy new flip flops and a couple other pairs of slip-on shoes. But now that it’s cold and rainy outside, I miss my boots. Especially my black...

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