Week 28
Oh hey, hello there third trimester. You certainly snuck up on me. I can't believe I'm here already.
Baby G is starting to move more and more, all over the place. I love looking down at my belly and watching him stretch out. I'll feel movement way down low and then in my ribs a few seconds later, which is always weird because even though I've seen tons of pictures of what he's supposed to look like at this tage, I still picture him as this little blobby with a puffed up stomach,
and picture him zooming around inside of me, instead of the fact he's taking up more and more space and that's why I feel him all over. I get a little sad on the days he's not as active, missing my little friend.
My feet have started swelling up more often, especially when I have to help people for long periods of time. There was one day where someone basically wanted me to hold their hand and stand over their shoulder while they typed up a document and kept calling me over just to reassure them and I had to say, hey, I'm pregnant, I can't stand here this long, do you have a specific question? They did not, and got through the rest of the document by themselves just fine.
My little pregnancy app that gives me updates told me that now I'm in the third trimester, I can expect to stop sleeping as well, be more tired, and irritable. All three of those things started happening full force before I even knew they were normal for this time. So I apologize in advance if I'm cranky, I'm doing my best :)
There was a Friday the 13th this week and I was hoping for a chill day. Instead, someone started screaming at us that we were going to die, and then one of our cars was in a minor fender bender. Everyone was alright, but it was a weird day. We talked at work about how tattoo shops give discounted tattoos on the 13th, so I got a temporary one of my own to participate.
Brinley is almost off of her crutches, so her and my brother were finally able to come over to our apartment to play games. I ended up laughing so hard I almost peed my pants, it was a pretty close call. I'm going to have to be more careful with how hilarious the people I spend my time with are.
Sammy took me on quite the romantic date to the meat market. They had a little restaurant inside that sold street tacos. I was unimpressed by them though, especially after having these beauties with Joice.
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| Beautiful beautiful street taco I had with Joice. |
We were originally going to take a birthing class at the hospital, however none of the times they had would work with Sammy's work schedule, so I got us switched to an online course. We started watching all of the videos in there, and I felt nervous the entire time, even though we just completed the chapter on the last trimester. We haven't even gotten to the labor section yet. I'm glad that we're doing this at home so I can panic from the comfort of my couch, instead of in a room of other people. It continues to crack me up how little I've researched about pregnancy while being pregnant, considering that I once wanted to be a labor and delivery nurse, or a doula, or something in that field. I always loved watching A Baby Story growing up and seeing the labor scenes. But now that it's me, I don't want to know anything.
I had my 28 week appointment and glucose test done. I felt so dumb because they told me at my last appointment they would need a urine sample. Every other time I've had to give one, it was in the lab after my appointment, so I figured that would be the case and went to the bathroom before heading up to the OB. Well, as soon as I got up there they asked me for a sample. I sat in that bathroom for ten minutes before I could get one. Whoops!
We got to hear the heartbeat, and as soon as the sound started playing, the baby started whacking me. I wonder if he was able to hear his own heartbeat. I'm so glad that Sammy got the day off to go with me because of that glucose test. I've been dreading that test before I was even pregnant. I've heard horror stories of people getting so sick afterwards and did not want to do it. The actual drink wasn't that bad, it tasted like Orange Crush and thankfully they gave it to me cold. When I'd drank half of the drink, my throat started to burn like it does when my acid reflux starts to act up. The nurse told me it was because the drink was so cold. Who knows what it was, but I managed to get the drink down. Then it was time to wait.
We walked around and scheduled a few appointments for the future. We wanted to stop by the post office down the street, but by then I was starting to feel a little weird, so we just sat in the waiting room instead. We brought books with us planning to read, but Sammy and I just ended up talking the whole time. He helped me finish up a baby shower list, and we just talked and laughed. That hour went by so quickly, I did my blood draw, and we were done! Now to just get the results. I'm pretty nervous considering 1/3 women fail the first test who don't actually have gestational diabetes. I'm absolutely terrified at the idea of that three hour test.
Week 29
I passed the screening and don't have gestational diabetes which is such a relief.
Sammy has been studying a lot for the LSAT at night and usually I'll entertain myself by reading, but I didn't have a book one night and was super bored. So I put on Sammy's basketball video game and decided I was going to figure it out. I wanted to have a little match up between Lebron James, Shaq, Yao Ming, and Michael Jordan. I was horrible at it so Sammy had to coach me on how to do everything, and really didn't get anything done because he was watching me. Then I had a Kardashian exes showdown which entertained me, but I actually had to google a lot of their exes because the ones I knew about no longer play basketball or are included in the game. Probably because of the curse and all.
Sammy and I went on a date to the mall for the first time in almost a year. It was quite the event, considering I can't walk that far. He needed to get his phone battery replaced and we figured it would be about thirty minutes to an hour. They told us it would be 2 1/2 hours which caused a little bit of panic, considering that I was having Braxton Hicks and was so exhausted from just the walk from the door to the Apple store. The baby doesn't usually wiggle so much when I'm walking, but he was kicking and flipping the whole time and it was so uncomfortable.
We managed to get upstairs to the food court which was pretty hot, and from the way I was feeling Sammy said he was going to buy me dinner, get the car, and take me home, then come back for the phone later. I agreed, but thankfully by the time he actually got food, I was starting to feel a bit better. We ended up eating and sitting in the food court for an hour, then Sammy drove me over to the used bookstore we've been trying to go to for months to sell our books to. They had a lot of chairs in there, so I just moved from chair to chair with the different sections and made it work.
We ended up getting one of the illustrated Harry Potters and a copy of Anne of Green Gables for only $10 after selling our books to the store, which was pretty exciting.
As we were leaving, Sammy saw little Japanese vending machines that only took tokens, so of course he had to get something. He was so excited and it was adorable.
Sammy ended up with a Vegeta from Dragonball Z and was so excited.
We finally got Sammy's phone back, and as we were leaving Sammy said that Dairy Queen sounded really good, and maybe we could stop on the way home. I insisted that we just get it at the mall because I knew if we had to stop, we wouldn't do it. Sammy who doesn't like ice cream ordered a smoothie because he forgot about the existence of Orange Julius. He didn't like the smoothie, so I got two treats ;)
We found an expectant parent parking spot and had to use it at least once, since most places we go don't have one.
Sunday morning we woke up to the news that our old apartment building had a fatal fire during the night. Not just any building, but our building. The fire was in the walkways so many people had to jump from the second and third story to get out. The more news we heard, the more upset we got. We only moved out of there three months ago, and part of me wanted to stay there just one more year. Now, our first home doesn't exist anymore. It's gone.
Sammy stopped by after a meeting to go check it out and he had the chance to talk with some of the people who were there. The fire alarms didn't go off because the smoke stayed out in the walkway, not entering the apartments unless you opened the door. The family he spoke with heard screams and they originally wrote them off as domestic violence. But then they smelled the smoke and got out.
Our apartment is in the center of the building, where the roof is completely gone. We were on the second floor, and with the helicopter footage we could see that the apartment above ours collapsed into ours.
It's beyond scary and I just can't thank Heavenly Father enough for getting us out of that building, and that we didn't have to go through that. I've cried so much thinking about what could have happened, and hearing the stories of what did happen to our former neighbors. There was a couple on the third floor who is expecting a baby a few weeks before we are, and they lost everything. They had to decide whether it was safer to go through the flames, or jump from the window. Another woman's service dog woke her up for the fire, but he was left behind in the confusion. Thankfully, firefighters found him the next morning, laying on his mom's bed, waiting for her and they've been reunited.
We were really worried about our next door neighbor since she has health problems and lives alone, but she hasn't been listed as one of the deceased, so we're hoping that means she's okay.
As the investigation has gone on, they've ruled the fire as intentional arson/homicide. No more details have been released yet, but that just adds to this scary situation. Someone did that on purpose. It's disgusting and confusing and scary and I just can't wrap my head around it. Our first home is gone. The place we set up together, where we had so many laughs over the years, and tears, hung our college degrees, found out we were having our first baby, and have so many good memories in is gone. The place we grew so much as a couple is gone. It's crazy looking through all of my pictures there, and that we can't just drive by with our kids one day to show them our first home. All because someone decided to do that, and took so much more from so many other people. It's a reminder that life is fleeting and unexpected and you just never know.
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