Bumps and Babies: Week 18 Recap

 We keep getting closer and closer to being at the half-way mark...

And our little Peanut is growing like c r a z y.

 

 

I'm going to be honest with you -

This weeks blog wasn't put off on purpose. Sometimes, I genuinely don't feel like writing. And when that happens, I have to take a step back and give myself a second. Writing shouldn't feel like a chore - especially when it comes to word vomiting my own personal thoughts. It should be fun and "Omg I can't wait to talk about this..." BUT, that isn't the case this time. I spent all week thinking it was the wrong day. Monday was Sunday. Wednesday was Friday, and it was like that for 7 days.

 

 

Also...there was lots of exciting anticipation going on. My twin by nature was prepping for her gender reveal, and to me, it felt like Christmas. We were all eager and excited for this week to fly by so we would finally know what she is having! So when it came time to write on Friday, I seriously couldn't sit still long enough to get words onto the screen because all I could think about was BOY OR GIRL. 

Then the day finally came. Silly me - I thought I'd get up early and finish this blog. But I should know myself better than that. Of course I was going to spend hours getting ready, snapchatting my friend along the way about how freaking hyped I was. And of course we were going to go early to help set up. So another day went by. But I'm honestly okay with it because my focus wanted to be on celebrating - and let's be real, my brain was not going to be able to function until AFTER the reveal.

 

While we were there, the few of us who are expecting were reminiscing on many weeks ago when all of these parties were just talk. We were eagerly picking and planning reveals and shower dates in between one another. But, it was literally just talk. Like, it didn't feel real or like the dates would ever come. 

 

And here we are.

 

Another friend of mine was sitting with me while I stuffed my face with a chili cheese dog and nachos (you know how people say that calories / carbs don't count on birthdays or holidays...well that same rule applies during pregnancy. We be hungry. Don't tell our midwife that we fully indulged...) Anyway, my friend was getting teary eyed talking about a specific night we had back in March or April. We were drinking and playing games at her apartment one night and I drunkenly opened up about how much I dreamed about being a mom. Again, this was just talk. You talk about wanting something or planning something and hope it happens, but the idea of it coming true is surreal...

 

So, of course I started getting emotional at this core memory, too...because it's true. This. A family. With my perfect husband. A little mini us. It's what I always wanted. Some girls plan their dream weddings when they are little. Me? I planned my kids nursery 😂

 

I say again. And here we are. Adulting.

Look at us. All grown up, buying houses, making milestones of figuring out life and letting these little teeny humans make an impact daily. Sure, sometimes pregnancy isn't easy. It's freaking scary and you overthink EVERYTHING. And this acne, which I seem to complain about often, is not a fun time. But it's the adventure of it all.

And my twin flame? My girl is having a little boy. "I can finally say I grew balls," is what she says 😆 Majority of our friends would have put money on that guess. And let me tell you, seeing that blue smoke and the blue sprinkles of confetti falling all over was such an amazing moment. From drunken nights filled with dance parties and keg stands, to being a group of hot mess sober moms...I love that this is our story. 

 

As for insane baby symptoms...why didn't anyone tell me about the stuffy nose?!

I know we are to expect lots of wild changes during baby time - break outs, random crying fests, clothes fitting funny...

 

But I think the most random Peanut symptom I'm experiencing is the stuffy nose. It's seriously NON STOP.

 

I'm not a mouth breather. Well, I'm not happy to be a mouth breather at the moment...But this is ridiculous 😂

I'm a fan of voice messaging my friends. To be honest with you, texting is just way too much work sometimes. So, for me, it's easier to chat away. But for the past few weeks, I sound like I'm struggling - because there is no way for me to breathe out of my nose.

It happens throughout the day at the most inconvenient times. I can stand up, sit down, look in the opposite direction and BAM - stuffy. And it's not like a little stuffy...it is full blown no air coming in or out of the two holes in my face.

 

But while my nose is impossible to breathe out of, I'm simultaneously drippy. It's a nightmare of a battle. I'm a grandma at this point. I have tissues in every pocket and my purse.

At first I blamed allergies because those are awful - but Dr. Google says it has something to do with increased blood flow and inflammation in the lining of the nose - but I mean...how random?

 

Another thing to note is my feisty-ness.  It comes out and it doesn't take bull 😅 I had a couple of situations arise this week where Peanuts hormones took the reigns. My mom and Austin were witness to the sass and were like "Hot damn little momma - go you." Ain't no pregnant woman got time for diddly do, I'll tell you what.

The people pleaser in me likes it though. I'm like, you know what?! Yeah! Go me

My midwife asked how my eating was...

Sarah. Shes the sweetest. But boy do I get nervous being honest with her because I have a constant fear that I'm doing something wrong. So she asks, "How is your eating? Multiple small meals doing the trick?" I reassured her that I didn't have trouble with nausea or vomiting at any point, and that chicken was still disgusting in my eyes. But boy do I...I mean Peanut...sure does love carbs. Of course I couldn't fully tell her that because I knew I'd get a lecture. But I did say, "My appetite has grown from small portions to all of the portions." She laughed and said it was a good sign, but to portion control and limit carbs and starches. I wanted to tell her to take that up with the one in charge of my cravings, but I just smiled and nodded. 

I totally understand that carbs turn to sugar and sugar during pregnancy can lead to bad things. So I'm very conscious. But sometimes, once the thought of a poptart or a cinnamon bun gets stuck in my head...there is no pleasing me until I feed that craving. Let. Me. Live. I am also very aware that my genetics aren't the kindest when it comes to losing fat. And we all know that baby fat post pregnancy is the hardest to lose. BUT - I'm a determined little hot head so I have faith that post Peanut me will survive. My focus right now is keeping this little P happy.

 

Those with perfect genes and a fast metabolism that allows you to be teeny tiny after a baby...I admire and envy you at the same time

 

We started doing things at home for the Nut... 

Like I said before - the energy is back, but it sure does drain quickly. We started doing things to the rooms and have tons of ideas about what we want to do to the rest of the house. But...talking is so much easier than doing 😬 "I want to pull the carpet and paint the walls. I also want to re texture the ceiling and paint the living room. But, before that, we need to tile the babys room and our bedroom because allergies are gross. What do you think about new ceiling fans?....." And it goes on and on and on....But things cost money. And things also require time. And time requires patience, as well as energy. I'm not a patient person. Ask Austin. I want things done NOW so I can do more things 😂 

 

So this is a reminder to you and me...

 

Calm down, sis. 

 

There is lots do to, many scary parts of the house to baby proof and decorate. But - breathe. 

 

If you're anything like me, you stress out when you have company coming over. Random drop ins are NOT allowed because I need things to be clean. No dishes in the sink, floors are spot mopped, and the toilets wiped. Is that the Mexican in me? So naturally, I'm also treating this baby like a royal guest who will judge every aspect of my messy home. Now, before you laugh and roll your eyes thinking, "You have no idea how messy your house is about to get with a newborn and exhaustion..." I get it. But, I want things cleaned, prepped, and ready for when this guest of honor arrives, okay?! Let's just say this is my version of nesting.

Things are out of order and all over the place at the moment. So 1) don't come over and 2) I'm driving myself a little crazy...breathe Karlie...

 

Don't you wish you could just snap your fingers and poof things off of your to-do list? Same.

 

Everything is honestly peachy.

I can happily say that I'm doing amazing, though. Even with the wild twists and turns of this journey - it's worth it. Funny enough, this weekend - Saturday - we will officially find out what this baby is on the first day of my 5th month --> are we having a Peanut or Peanuta. 

 

What do you think? 

 

Majority of the people I've talked to have placed their bets on girl. But I'm honestly clueless. I also feel bad saying one gender or the other because I don't want P thinking I want one more than the other. See how I get in my own head 😅 

 

But with that being said, I can almost promise that next weeks blog is going to be late because this week will be jam packed of me running around like a wild woman trying to get things done. Can you believe that this is my last week being 4 months for the first time ever?! Woah

 

If you're a bestie or a family member who can't make it to the reveal party - holla atcha girl because I'll be sending out a zoom link for a live viewing of the reveal aka me absolutely losing my mind and crying like a baby. Come :) 

 

Our gender keeper sure does have his lips locked. There have been a handful of times that we've tried to get him to crack and give us a little hint of what we are having. "What colors should we paint the room?" But I guess we picked a pretty solid secret keeper 😌

What did we learn today?

- Carley (who is exactly 2 weeks ahead of me) is having a boy 

- Stuffy noses are a pregnancy thing? Oh and no BS

- I love carbs - Peanut loves carbs

- Don't come to my house unless you give me a heads up so I can clean

- Isaac is good at not spilling the beans

The next time we talk...I'll have a gender for you ;)

 

* Please appreciate all of the Friends and Schitts Creek Gifs because they make me happy :-) 

Love you!