Weight: + 9 lbs.
Symptoms: My heartburn prescription has taken care of the heartburn. I just take it in the AM as a precaution. I am still convinced, due to the times I waited too long to take it, that it would be plaguing me non-stop. Also, breathlessness. I definitely think my lung capacity is compromised at this point. Also, my feet continue to swell by the end of the day (but thank goodness I still have wonderful blood pressure!) Also, thirst. I am a water-guzzling machine. Therefore, I am a pee machine. Glam life, for certain. Lot's of "also" going on here. Perhaps the neatest symptom is the onset of Braxton Hicks contractions. Several times, I have said, "Lucas, feel my belly," and it has knotted itself into the tightest little ball I could ever imagine. No pain at all, but definitely noticeable.
Diabetes: So, my period of the numbers being more difficult to predict and manage has disappeared. I don't want to say it was short-lived because it could certainly come back, but Christmas week and the start of this week have been super-easy compared to the week before. I've even had some numbers in the 60s. I pray that the home stretch is diabetes friendly. I have an Endo appointment early next week, so hopefully I have a decent hemoglobin a1C to report.
Exercise: I did one Pure Barre class last week, and I am slated to go on Saturday. I have three exercises I like to to do each night - 30-second plank, 30 triceps dips and a 30-second wall sit. Don't ask me why I chose those particular exercises, but they seem low-impact and challenging enough to make me feel like a productive human. My new Apple Watch is keeping me honest on steps and movement as well.
Food: Give me all of the apples and grapefruit. Give me all of the water. Give me all of the cheese.
Nursery Updates: The changing table and crib are assembled. The mirrored dresser arrived on Monday. I have curtains that just need rods and crib sheets on the way. It's going to be a delightful combination of hipster and serenity. Let's be honest, we're the ones who have to look at the room. She will see it, but she won't remember it.
Purchases: I die over these Mara Hoffman shoes my sister-in-law bought Eila. They are so adorable. I bought her a Kickee Pants outfit in Illinois that I would love for her to wear all the time because it is the softest little thing ever. I also just ordered some Honest diapers just to have a small stash started. I've read they work great for some babies and not-so-great with others. She also received some awesome Christmas gifts from the family! This little booger doesn't know just quite how loved she already is!
Fears & Anxieties: I don't lose sleep over what type of delivery I will have. I don't lose sleep over the thought of pain. I don't really lose sleep ever, if I am being honest. For whatever reason, the closest thing to a fear I have is how the baby transitions into home life. I've been told my several moms to prepare for cabin fever. Wait - I've never done well with cabin fever. I need Vitamin D. Sunlight. Human interaction. So, she and I are going to have to work that out together. After all, my sanity might have a close relationship to her sanity. Mom, if you're reading this, it's your job to help us get out of the house every once in a while. I'll call it Target therapy. The therapy derived from merely being inside Target. Is that a real thing?
I hope all of you have a fantastic New Year's Eve! Please be safe and call Uber and Lyft!
As they say in Tennessee, "Booze it and lose it."
See you in 2016 :)
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