❤THIRTY WEEKS❤
Thirty weeks down. Ten weeks to go. 66 days to be exact. SO much has happened since my last blog. Clearly, I have been having so much fun googling,nesting,googling more,freaking out, crying, laughing and poppin’ Tums like candy I’ve kind of forgotten to post. The past ten weeks have been a whirlwind of emotions. Pregnancy wouldn’t be pregnancy without raging hormones, right?!!
At our 20 week ultrasound we oohed and ahhed over Tatum’s little toes, pointed nose and tongue sticking out. We were also a little worried because they couldn’t verify 100 percent that he had all 4 chambers of his heart which required us to get another look at him 4 weeks later. I went back at 24 weeks and thank goodness he cooperated and showed us that he has all 4 chambers and even stuck his tongue out again to remind us he doesn’t like the paparazzi. He started moving and grooving around 24 weeks like Rihanna in her Work video and using my bladder as a trampoline. I laughed and cried as I got used to these new movements. I laughed and cried when I would step on the scale and see a whopping not gonna tell y’all what the scale read record high weight. I laughed and cried at me laughing and crying.
Sometimes I lay in bed at night watching Tucker sleep I creepily watch him sleep because I have to pee 2 times a night and wonder what features Tatum will get from him….then I shed a few happy tears because I can just feel how great of a dad Tucker will be to our babe. Tucker truly takes MVP for making me feel so wonderful during this pregnancy. Some days I forget I am even pregnant…minus the belly obstructing the view of my feet. We went to Luke Bryan around 27 weeks where I made a statement I never thought I would make…”Concerts may be more fun sober” wtf who am I?!? I laughed at the older women around us thrusting their hips, spilling their vodka cranberry, singing their hearts out to Luke Bryan and flipping their hair like they were in a nightclub…or strip club. 27+ weeks ago I would have never noticed these things partly because I probably would have been on a wine run or singing loudly while flipping my own hair. Tatum kicked up a storm and I like to think he loves Luke Bryan as much as I do but after 2 hours my feet were so swollen they looked like a can of busted biscuits and we had to haul ass out and by haul ass I mean waddling slowly of there and into the air conditioned car. I had to elevate them for a few days considering I had a baby shower to look pretty for 3 days later and a can of busted biscuit looking feet isn’t so cute. The end of week 27 brought more fun…our first shower!!! The Reds wives threw a triple shower (busy 2016 offseason) and it was so sweet, perfect and full of inappropriate conversations about all things labor and delivery. I don’t think anything can gross me out from this point forward. I am so grateful for this amazing baseball family!!! Sharing pregnancy with friends has been wonderful.
Week 28 brought the dreaded glucose test. Actually, I didn’t dread the drink as much as I dreaded the possibility that I could end up with Gestational Diabetes. The drink wasn’t bad and I went on my happy way only to get a phone call that I failed the first test. My mom failed the first test with me so I felt hopeful I would pass the second. The second test was a week later and it was horrendous. I felt SO nauseous and awful after drinking the sugar loaded drink (they really should just give us the option of eating 10 Krispy Kreme donuts in 5 minutes). I got a call the next day and SURPRISE I failed 3 out of 4 blood draws meaning I have Gestational Diabetes. I cried. I have worked somewhat hard to workout and to eat moderately healthy…minus ice cream here and there and weekly dates with Papa John. I originally thought it was my fault…it’s not…it’s kind of Tatum’s fault 😂 So for the past 2 weeks I have been checking my blood sugar 4 times a day, monitoring carbs and sugar and praying that our little babe remains healthy for these last few weeks. I thought giving up my beloved carbs would be a SERIOUS struggle but when I realized the complications we could be faced with a huge ass baby it was just a no brainer to put down the bread and pick up the veggies.
Week 29 and 30 brought a lot of travel. I went to D.C. and we got to tour the White House and I obviously couldn’t help but compare it to Scandal. I patted my belly and smiled knowing Tatum technically got to go to the White House. We enjoyed an off day in D.C. and it dawned on me while laying in bed that it was our last time in a hotel together just the two of us before Tatum makes his debut. I cried. Things are getting really real and emotional these days. I question “Are we going to be good parents?” “Will I have postpartum?” “Will our bond be so strong like it is now?” “Will I be able to sit back and enjoy or am I going to worry myself to crazy?” “Will he be healthy?” “Will he have hair?” “How are we going to make it 4 plus weeks without seeing Tucker much?” “Will Tucker make it in time for the birth?” “Will I know what Tatum needs?” and the list goes on. I just pray that we have the guidance, patience and knowledge as we transition into this new chapter of our lives. I know we will but I still pray for those things and more. Week 30 has brought me almost getting into a fight in the Kroger parking lot over a parking space pregnant women get the closer spots and I was there FIRST. Week 30 has also brought me down a notch realizing this big ass couldn’t run if she tried so better keep my voice down a bit.
These 30 weeks have been some of the best weeks of my life and I cannot believe there are only 66 days left. I have never felt so empowered, beautiful, strong and self love/care in my entire life. A growing belly is a beautiful thing and I do not take one second for granted. Stay tuned for what’s next (maybe a nursery sneak peek) and thank you all for the well wishes, prayers and love that you’ve sent to us during this pregnancy.
Have to go prick my finger and hope I get a yogurt before bed! Cheers!
Mama B