This pregnancy feels like it is flying by but I have to admit, there are times when I'm sick of being pregnant. Then I get sick of feeling guilty for being sick of being pregnant. I know it is such a blessing to conceive and carry a baby and do it without throwing up every 5 minutes and for that I am beyond thankful. Sometimes, though, the days get long and busy and I am exhausted way before bedtime. Today I turn 27 weeks. This is the last week in my second trimester. I have been longing for and dreading the third trimester. It is close to the end, which is good, but it's also the most miserable one for me. The weight gain really starts to catch up with me and it's even worse this go-round because I'm lugging around a 23 pound baby on my hip on top of 20+ extra pounds on my body. It doesn't take much to make me out of breath these days. Add in the fact that it's warming up outside. Luckily I have a wonderful support system and family that help out in any way they can. The other day my mom scrubbed my master tub for me since I can't reach that far without smushing my belly (ouch!) and I can't really use Comet while I'm in the tub. She is such a blessing.
I went for my 26-week check-up this week and got to hear Keegan's heartbeat again. It always takes my breath away and I have to fight back tears. It is so amazing to think about the fact that there is a separate life growing inside of me. There's no other way to describe it than a miracle. I measured 26 weeks and my blood pressure and weight were "great". I wouldn't know my weight because I squeezed my eyes nice and tight when I stepped on the scale. I can't understand why they weigh you BEFORE they take your blood pressure. As if your blood pressure will be normal after you see that number! I have decided against letting weight be an issue anymore so I'm just watching what I eat, exercising, and not finding out what I weigh til....maybe 6 weeks after I deliver. There's just no point. It's not gonna change and I'm not gonna lose weight since I'm so far along, so there's no sense in stressing it. As soon as I'm recovered, I'm gonna really go at it (between feedings, diaper changes, naps, chasing Jeremiah around, etc...) and try to get back down to my pre-pregnancy weight from my first pregnancy. I have so many cute fall and winter "normal" clothes that I haven't been able to wear the past 2 years so I have a good incentive for losing weight. Anywho, Keegan is nice and healthy and I am nice and healthy. Blessings!
I go back in 2 weeks for a check-up (starting every 2 weeks now, yay!) and for my glucose test. I know every pregnancy is different, but in my case these two pregnancies are the same. I simply don't understand why I have to take the test again when I passed it with flying colors the first time (being halfway sarcastic here). I tried telling my doctor this and you can imagine what she said. Oh well, it was worth a shot ;)
Jeremiah went for his 9-month check-up this week and Dr. Tiffany said he is doing great. He weighs 23.2 lbs and is 29 inches long. To put things into perspective, he was 7 lbs and 20.5 inches long when he was born. This child has grown like a weed! In public we joke that we put steroids in his milk. Strangers can't believe he's only 9 months old. They think he's 18 months or more. They're taken aback when he doesn't say "hey" to them because he looks like he would be big enough to talk. He is actually wearing some 18-month clothes now. He still fits into his 12-month clothing but it's getting tight. He is an absolute delight to be around. He laughs all the time. He has started this new Woody the Woodpecker laugh...don't know where he learned it from but it's adorable. HE is scooting all over the floor and can go from belly to all-fours to butt. Crawling will start soon. He has his two upper front and two bottom front teeth now so he is eating table food. We feed him pretty much just small bites of whatever we're eating. He is losing interest quickly in baby food because it's not what we're eating. He loves Cheerios and these little crunchies and puffs I buy for him to snack on. He can pick them up and eat them but he hasn't quite gotten the index finger/thumb grab so he just grabs it anyway he can and shoves his whole hand into his mouth til the food comes off. I am really cherishing my bottle-feeding time with him because I know it won't be long before he can feed himself. We have this one position we get in where he snuggles so close to me and plays with my wedding rings and my fingers and I rub the top of his knee. He is such a gift and a joy and I am so proud to be his mother.
Bradley got an unexpected call this week about a possible...let's just say "step-up" at work and we couldn't be more excited! Please pray with us as God works it out one way or another. We are trusting Him to keep providing for us and He won't let us down!
The past few weeks we have spent some quality time with Brad's sister and her husband and kids. They are home visiting from Africa. We went to the zoo the day after they got home for a fun day in the sun. The weather was perfect and we had a blast. Here are some pictures from our day:
With love,
Hannah Elise
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