Third Tri!

The third tri is finally here! Wahoooooooo!

Thanks, Gaga

Now I'm getting antsy! I want to have more milestones, more things to look forward to... more things to break apart this pregnancy into short pieces that are much more manageable.

With 91 days to go I have the upcoming milestones:

• The Glucose Tolerance Test - where I drink narsty kool-aid stuff to see if I have GESTATIONAL DIABETES (on Monday)

• 35/35 - This isn't your grandma's milestone. Nope... this is when I'm at 35 weeks and have only 35 days to go. That's about 53 days away! (GASP!)
• Full Term - At 37 weeks... sooo yeah... 10 weeks from today!

Even though I'm seriously excited about these upcoming dates - I'm getting more and more tempted to do an elective ultrasound. But they's pricey. 

Is it worth it to spend (gulp) $100-200 for an elective ultrasound... that lasts like 10-30 minutes depending on which package you choose. I already know the answer to this... 

Schmamsterschmam

So I know that planning a vacation is kind of a ways away... in fact - pretty much any time that I'm not busy to the point of tears is quite a ways away after having our baby. But I'm so excited to plan the next big trip with the husband.

Of course in looking over pictures on facebook today, a friend of mine was tagged in a picture of the bikes/canals/houses of Amsterdam.

The hubs and I decided that every 5 years for our anniversary that we're going to do a big "honeymoon-esque" vacation and since he got to pick going to Mexico in 2011 for our real honeymoon, he gave me ownership of planning our next big vacation.

Hands down Amsterdam is the most beautiful city that I have visited in Europe and want to go back. Since we have some time to plan our trip I plan to make it awesome... what about GERMANY and AMSTERDAM in one trip? Maybe 7-10ish days of traveling total? In the SUMMER when it's not bloody freezing. Who cares if it costs a little bit more to travel then? Seriously... we only are going on a big vacation once every 5 years (and mini-ones in between... don't worry - we'll leave the house eventually in case you're interested in stealing our sh!t*... but I should call you out and say you're an @sshat* for even thinking that)

*Trying to minimize the swears... 

In order to finance this trip I'm saving $100/month until then. Which if my calculations are correct I should have about 5k to spend on this vacation. See future kids - saving DOES pay off!

Now if only I could get myself back on the study German fast track! Dutch is close to German right? I mean, Deutsch/Dutch? Common!

BIER!

Bumpin' bitches

26 Weeks 1 Day

Quick update, thought I'd post ye olde bump photo.

Less than 100 days til my due date! I can't wait to meet our little guy!!!

A Rude Awakening

Well, that seals the deal.

Definitely getting an epidural.

Abso-freaking-lutely.

I woke up with a Charlie Horse this morning. A CHARLIE HORSE. And the pain was unreal.

And no, I don't mean I casually woke up and through the course of events the charlie horse happened... the pain literally shook me from a restful sleep to me panicking and reaching for my husband who had already woken up and was downstairs.

Yeah, this is pretty much how it happened.
Side note: How hot is Hugh Jackman in this scene?

"Baaaaaaaaaby! BAAAAAAAAABY!!!!" I screamed to him.

He runs upstairs, nervous that something worse is going on. Given my screams, I don't blame him for being scared.

In my most pathetic voice ever I push out the words, "I have a charlie horse... WHAT. DO. I. DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO????"

The pain lasted at least a minute, which doesn't seem like that long, but since the pain was so intense time slowed down. I felt like I was being cut open or something. Terrible pain.

My husband, a physical therapist, told me to flex my feet forward.

More pain ensues. Flexing your foot is not a natural instinct. The pain from flexing made the charlie horse even worse. "Ouchhhhh" I squeak out. My husband just goes, "Yeah, I know... it hurts," in a very calming way.

Shortly after the pain subsided.

And then I got up and got ready for my day. An hour before my alarm normally goes off.

The Happs

I have to say, it is not THAT hard to be the sober one in a crowd of 30-some people. It's actually quite entertaining!

This weekend I went to Chicago to celebrate St. Patty's with some friends. Of course this is something I look forward to each and every year, and even though I wasn't going to drink - I wasn't going to just NOT GO!

My thought is that I want to get out and spend time with my friends before my life changes completely with our little baby! So don't be surprised if you get an email from me in the next week or so asking to hang out :)

Basically the long and short of being the sober one means that it's kind of awkward in the beginning when you really want to drink with everyone to loosen up - but you know you can't. You kind of feel excluded when everyone gathers to take a shot of something disgusting. Of course the positive is that you remember everything. Meaning you remember EVERYTHING. Every funny thing that someone says that splits your side with laughter, you remember the next day.

When your friend's husband uses the mailbox as a crutch to lean on while puking after giving him a ride home. You remember.

When your friend spills Mike & Ikes all over the dining room. You remember.

You get the idea.

Of course, I needed a little St. Patty's paraphernalia to fit in with the drunken crowd (so I'll be accepted as one of their own), including an out of place penis necklace.

Shirt says "My BAC is 0.BABY"

 Prior to spending the day not drinking - a group of us were out and about downtown Chicago. Since the weather was crappy we didn't get much outdoor time, but we did have fun!

Here's the hubs and myself taking one of my famous self portraits with The Bean! 

Pregnancy wise - everything is going along great! I had an appointment with my midwife just yesterday and she commented that my baby bump is "perfect." I can't hear that I'm perfect enough so I'm immortalizing those words here and now. The heartbeat is in the 140's and he was hiccuping during the doppler! I couldn't hear the hiccup sounds she was referring to, but I trust she knows what she's listening to.

My next prenatal appointment is 4 weeks from now and I'm taking the GESTATIONAL DIABETES test. Haller at flat fanta!

Don't you wanta?

And then I guess they're testing a bunch of other medical stuff which is too boring (read: I can't remember what things they are testing for) to put in this blog.

After the 28 week appointment (holy crap, I'm going to be 28 weeks along then!) I'll be bumped up to appointments every 2 weeks.

Here's a bump shot for you - my adoring fans :)

23 weeks 6 days - and dear god, please ignore the derpy face I make in these selfies...  I put the camera in front of me for a reason hehe