So... around this time 9 years ago I met my sweet Hubby. 8 years ago today, we became "official". And according to the Hebrew calendar, this sunset is marking the end of our first year of marriage.
Anyway, tomorrow marks the 30-week mark of this pregnancy, and I got the bright idea to catalog the "Old Wives Tales" for predicting Baby's sex based on the high rate of people guessing this week (I'd keep a tally, but I already forgot how many of each).
String Test/Ring Test: Hold your wedding ring by a string over your belly. If the ring swings in a line, Baby is a girl, in a circle, Baby is a boy.
We got both results for this one- it seemed to depend more on which hand I held the string.
Cravings: Sweet cravings mean Baby is a girl, Sour cravings mean Baby is a boy.
Cravings that have stayed down have been sweet- so I guess that means girl.
Morning Sickness: Extremely sick Mommas mean Baby is a girl, Low sickness rates mean Baby is a boy.
Not sure how much stock I put in this one, because of my HG (Big Sis had HG for both her daughter and son) but the general theory says girl.
Daddy's weight: If Daddy gains "Sympathy Weight" Baby is a girl, if Daddy remains the same, Baby is a boy.
Girl.
Carrying High/Low: If the bump is high, Baby is a girl, if the bump is low, Baby is a boy.
Another draw- my Bump is quite "middle ground" but all out front. Also, I feel kicking down low, but a little skull pushing it's way into my rib cage.
Heart Rate: Heart rate over 140 means Baby is a girl, under 140 means Baby is a boy.
Third draw- Up until our last appointment, the Baby's heart rate was over 140, last appointment was 135.
So that's 3 for girl, and three draws. However, it seems most people think Baby is a boy when they see me. So.... until arrival we won't know. But it will be neat to see how the different "theories" pan out.
Thursday, April 11, 2013
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
GTT to the first Momma-Baby Compromise
So it's been awhile. We've been in the midst of crazy Spring Cleaning here, firstly because my mom and stepfather were visiting over the weekend, and second of all in preparation for moving into a house. The more we clean out now, the less we have to move and find space for!
So, let's get caught up. We are officially in the 28th week, and after a very crummy day in which I took the 3 hour glucose tolerance test, and proceeded to need to sleep through half the afternoon to ride out the overwhelming nausea that came back without my trusty HG meds, we waited rather impatiently until the following Wednesday when my calls to the office begging for results initiated the most beautiful call of the entire pregnancy: a crap condition that I DO NOT have! So, after digging into the nearest candy store... just kidding. The GD scare has encouraged us to keep a better eye on our overall eating habits around the house, and when snacking elsewhere.
In house news, the lawyers are knocking out some contract details, and we should be officially "under contract" some time this week. It hasn't quite hit me yet, although I am picturing our things throughout the house and future events in the yard, etc. I'm still in shock that we not only qualify for a mortgage, but when looking at our budget, really can afford a house (barring any financial disasters for us, and continuing on a healthy budget). The town in which the house "lives" also requires new CofO's to be issued for houses on the market of a certain age, so the seller is responsible for all code and safety related repairs prior to closing, which is what we wanted anyway. I'm happy that a huge chunk of the items we wanted done fall under that heading, and will be resolved by a requirement, so the seller won't back out because of a dislike for our requests.
Baby gifts have started arriving, including our infant carrier wrap, which I promptly opened and tested out. We will be requiring some practice on that, and I've been searching online for babywearing groups near us, but so far I haven't had any luck. I'd have though a county like this would be full of the so called "crunchy mommas" who babywear, nurse and generally do what our parents refer to as "hippie parenting". I was hoping all the parents would be into at least trying out babywearing, but my mom flat out said "no, not with my back" during a chat about it this weekend. My question- if her back is too "bad" to wear the baby in an ergonomically correct carry, how does she think she's going to be able to carry him/her in the first place? Ah, Mom-logic. You should have seen her face in the baby store this weekend looking at all the gadgetry that goes with the pump. It was like fear mixed with confusion and something else. Oh well, it's not like I'm asking her to nurse my Hugbug.
And lastly for this installment, I think Hugbug and I have reached our first Momma-Baby compromise. My back has been bothering me, getting really sore etc. So this weekend I picked up a maternity support belt. It's like those things guys wear at the gym when doing squats and such. Well, I put it on and POUF! back pain subsides instantly. Except Hugbug is livid. Starts kicking at it and overall acting like the Tasmanian Devil in anger for probably an hour. So, I've started wearing it just partial day- when I'm at work which is when the pain is the worst. The first hour Hugbug is cranky and kicks at it, but after that seems to calm down and accept it. Then when I get home and take it off, I get little cuddles, almost like "Thanks Momma I'll be good I promise".
So, let's get caught up. We are officially in the 28th week, and after a very crummy day in which I took the 3 hour glucose tolerance test, and proceeded to need to sleep through half the afternoon to ride out the overwhelming nausea that came back without my trusty HG meds, we waited rather impatiently until the following Wednesday when my calls to the office begging for results initiated the most beautiful call of the entire pregnancy: a crap condition that I DO NOT have! So, after digging into the nearest candy store... just kidding. The GD scare has encouraged us to keep a better eye on our overall eating habits around the house, and when snacking elsewhere.
In house news, the lawyers are knocking out some contract details, and we should be officially "under contract" some time this week. It hasn't quite hit me yet, although I am picturing our things throughout the house and future events in the yard, etc. I'm still in shock that we not only qualify for a mortgage, but when looking at our budget, really can afford a house (barring any financial disasters for us, and continuing on a healthy budget). The town in which the house "lives" also requires new CofO's to be issued for houses on the market of a certain age, so the seller is responsible for all code and safety related repairs prior to closing, which is what we wanted anyway. I'm happy that a huge chunk of the items we wanted done fall under that heading, and will be resolved by a requirement, so the seller won't back out because of a dislike for our requests.
Baby gifts have started arriving, including our infant carrier wrap, which I promptly opened and tested out. We will be requiring some practice on that, and I've been searching online for babywearing groups near us, but so far I haven't had any luck. I'd have though a county like this would be full of the so called "crunchy mommas" who babywear, nurse and generally do what our parents refer to as "hippie parenting". I was hoping all the parents would be into at least trying out babywearing, but my mom flat out said "no, not with my back" during a chat about it this weekend. My question- if her back is too "bad" to wear the baby in an ergonomically correct carry, how does she think she's going to be able to carry him/her in the first place? Ah, Mom-logic. You should have seen her face in the baby store this weekend looking at all the gadgetry that goes with the pump. It was like fear mixed with confusion and something else. Oh well, it's not like I'm asking her to nurse my Hugbug.
And lastly for this installment, I think Hugbug and I have reached our first Momma-Baby compromise. My back has been bothering me, getting really sore etc. So this weekend I picked up a maternity support belt. It's like those things guys wear at the gym when doing squats and such. Well, I put it on and POUF! back pain subsides instantly. Except Hugbug is livid. Starts kicking at it and overall acting like the Tasmanian Devil in anger for probably an hour. So, I've started wearing it just partial day- when I'm at work which is when the pain is the worst. The first hour Hugbug is cranky and kicks at it, but after that seems to calm down and accept it. Then when I get home and take it off, I get little cuddles, almost like "Thanks Momma I'll be good I promise".
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