Third trimester symptoms and feeling massively pregnant.

31 weeks pregnant and my belly has popped way out there. A few people have even asked “Where did that come from?”. My maternity clothes are starting to feel snug too. Wonder if they’ll still fit in another 6 weeks? I’ll probably be waddling around in nothing but muumuus by then. Otherwise there’s a small tent in the garage that might do the trick!

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My burgeoning belly has brought on some very unwelcome symptoms. Sleeping is becoming more and more difficult  as my hips ache during the night and I’m currently being woken by painful headaches. I’ve been using a full pregnancy body pillow, but it doesn’t seem to be keeping me as comfortable as before. Not to mention the other night I had quite the rude awakening – my first leg cramp. I woke Hubby with a fright as I screamed out in pain for help. I growled at him to “Grab hold of my leg and stretch my calve out!”. Dazed and confused he did so at an annoyingly delayed pace, but eventually managed to make it stop. I’ve read leg cramps are more common in the third trimester, I just hope I don’t suffer another – it hurt like a mofo!

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Getting excited and ready for baby.

30 weeks pregnant and the realisation of just how close D-day is sets in. When I think about how far I’ve made it, it brings tears to my eyes (I’m still hormonal, just not as bad). Compared to how my last trimester went, the Hyperemesis Gravidarum, gastritis and depression I was going through, was enough for me to hang up my oven mitts and swear off bun baking forever. Now with the end approaching I feel like how I should, excited, happy and not in a world of hurt. Sure there are the normal ailments; sore back, sore feet, and finding it impossible to get a good night’s sleep. They’re minor side-effects, compared to what I had been experiencing. 

Now I can really concentrate on baby’s arrival and the things I need to organise before she gets here. Even though I have kept a lot of my son’s babies clothes, I’ve gone out and splurged on some super cute “girls stuff” (of course non of them practical). We never kept the pram we originally had for The Little Guy, so I end up doing like 203 hours of research online for a new one. I also decide that I needed to find the perfect baby capsule. So I punch in another 300 hours of online time and scour the crap out of the internet for “the one”. It’s amazing how obsessed a mum-to-be can get over finding the “right” baby product! Thankfully we kept my son’s cot and that’s one less major ticket item I need not obsess about! Sure there’s all the other really practical (boring) things like bottles, bibs, wraps, change matt, multiple singles and onesies, nipple cream, nappy rash cream, nursing pads, nappies, wipes, maternity pads etc I still need to get. I’m just doing the fun, exciting stuff first :). 

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Remembering reality with a newborn.

29 weeks pregnant and I’m starting to think about how long it’s been since I’ve had to take care of a newborn. I had my son almost 6 years ago and am afraid I’ll be a bit out of practice. I mean what will it be like this time around? Do I even remember what on earth I’m supposed to do with it? I definitely remember all the good stuff! Like the loved up days I spent right after my son was born, just staring at him. Hubby and I would cuddle on the couch together with him in our arms for hours. We would sigh in awe of this tiny human that we had created and talk about how lucky we were to blessed with such a gift. At the time I often wondered if my heart might literally explode with all the emotion and love I was feeling. 

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Abdominal separation in pregnancy

I’ve finally hit my third trimester and at 28 weeks am on the home stretch. I can’t believe I made it this far in one piece! Definitely at the stage where I’m already wishing this baby out of me. My pregnant belly is not as big as I thought it would be at this point in time, in fact people keep commenting on how “small” I am. Of course every woman is different. Just like we all come in different shapes and sizes before we fell pregnant, so too do our growing protruding bellies. Although, having said that, I still feel like I’m being stretched beyond belief!

Lately I’ve really been suffering from ligament/muscle pain in the sides of my stomach – especially under my rib cage. Some days I get pain down just the one side of my belly, running from my rib cage all the way down to my pelvis. The sensation I get is as if the muscles are desperately trying to stretch to accommodate my growing baby, but my body just won’t surrender. Previous to falling pregnant I was at the gym regularlyabsep (loved working on my abs) and also attended yoga at least once a week. So I feel that due to the outward pressure my expanding uterus is internally placing on my abdominal muscles, it has caused the two sides of my ‘six pack’ to separate, rather than stretch like they’re supposed to. I have come to learn this is known as ‘abdominal separation’ or ‘diastasis recti’.

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Heinous heat waves: Tips for surviving a summer pregnancy.

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I’m 27 weeks pregnant, in the last week of my second trimester and struggling to survive summer. It’s bad enough my body has increased blood volume and raised metabolism, which in turn increases my body’s temperature by almost one extra degree. Then mix in the heinous heat waves we’ve been having and you have the recipe for one huge-hot-mess of a Mumma-to-be. 

I remember it being “hot” when I was pregnant with my son in the middle of summer six years ago, sure there were a couple of days in the high 30s, but I coped. This time around I’m literally dying! Living in Sydney, Australia means we’re currently experiencing (amongst many other places in Oz) a number of intense heat waves. There have been days that have reached highs of up to 38-42 degree celsius! I mean you’re lucky if the temperature drops below 28 degrees at night – where’s the relief?! 

The heat out there can get too much to bear and I have had days where I’ve felt so hot and light-headed, you could knock me over with a feather. The best advice is to stay indoors. Although, we unfortunately don’t have air-conditioning in our house, but I make sure I’m constantly parked in front of the fan. Not to mention, there are a number of other things I do in order to survive the heat and stay alive. Here are my tips on how to stay cool this sweltering summer.

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Baby brain and loosing the art of articulation

So at 26 weeks I think I have been lucky enough to shutterstock_baby-brain(so far) avoid suffering from the brunt of “Baby brain”. I can on occasion have my moments, but I think I’ve managed to get off relatively scot-free. I remember in my first pregnancy it struck me quite early on in the first trimester. It was bad enough to make me feel as though I was totally loosing my mind, it then got progressively worse as the pregnancy went on. After giving birth it also managed to hang around for quite some time. Although, hubby would probably argue that it never went away. There is actual scientific research out there to show that the pregnancy induced fog of absent-mindedness, is a real “thing” and not a myth as previously thought. The research also reveals that it can hang around for up to two years after giving birth!

Now approaching the end of my second trimester and having avoided any major “Baby brain” blunders. I do however feel as though I’m struggling with being able to articulate myself properly. I seem to be losing the ability to find the right words to use in everyday conversation. It’s not the generalised forgetfulness most pregnant/new Mummas experience, but a more localised one. I could be in the middle of talking to someone and then all of a sudden I’ve lost the right words to say, they just completely *poof* disappear. Sometimes I even find myself making up words in the moment, especially when the word is on the tip of my tongue. For example I could be thinking of two different words that are associated with the correct word I’m wanting to use, but then in the end I end up mashing the two words together and blurt out some strange new made-up word instead. It’s a kind of tongue-tied fluster or speech dyslexia. At least most people find it entertaining and I usually get a laugh or two out of it. 

On a complete side note my belly button has now transformed from an innie to an outie. Obviously my uterus is enlarged to the point of pushing everything out – it looks like someone has stuck a beach ball to my stomach!  Unfortunately, my husband is totally grossed out by my new “outie”. Even when he rubs my belly and accidentally brushes over it, he screws his face up, recoils his hand in disgust and lets out an “Ew”. Well at least I can be thankful that that’s the only thing he seems to be turned off by in my pregnant state. 

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7 baby names that Hubby and I can’t agree on and why.

All parents-to-be go through the sometimes arduous task of trying to decide on a name for their child. You may both have your own ideas of what you feel may be cute, adorable, trendy etc, but then your partner could completely blow it out of the water. Here’s a list of 7 girls names my hubby and I had individually intended to call our baby and the responses on why we couldn’t agree. 

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Mumma guilt: is it really worth the trip?

At 24 weeks pregnant I’m finding myself quite sensitive and easily pissed off, most likely attributed to those prominent pesky pregnancy hormones. I seem to be really over thinking things lately (probably a trait I suffered from before pregnancy, but more so now). I’ve mostly been mulling over my past parenting mistakes and things I could have done differently. Like when my son had just turned two and I closed the car door on his poor little fingers. Or the time I put him in a bath filled with super hot water, because I didn’t check the water temperature first. I felt terrible about it! At the time I imagined other mothers looking down at me thinking “Quick, someone call child services!”. Yeah I made a few boo boos, probably more than I care to mention, but show me a mother who doesn’t.

shutterstock_guilt-ball-and-chain-jpgAt the end of the day The Little Guy came out completely unscathed. However, for some reason, I decided to beat myself up for it. Like somehow was a bad mum for not making more of an effort to prevent those things. At the end of the day I need to put things into perspective and understand that they were mistakes. Mistakes, which in the grand scheme of things, were small. I’ve learnt from them and hopefully won’t be making them again with baby number two. It’s funny though as parents how we can sometimes struggle to let things like that go. *Frozen’s “Let it go” blasts through my head*. 

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Gestational Diabetes Test, aka Glucose Tolerance Test.

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So this test is fun…. not. I hear this makes a few mums-to-be really sick, like vomit sick. Luckily, I’ve done this test twice now (during my last pregnancy) and have never had that experience. 

Prior to arriving for the test you’re asked to fast for at least 8 hours beforehand. Normally the test is done first thing in the morning and they tell you to fast from midnight onwards. You start by having your blood taken, then drinking around 250 mls of a glucose solution, which is sickly-sweet and gross. It reminds me of one of those Zooper Dooper ice block sticks I used to munch on as a kid in summer. As the ice block melted it released a cavity rich, syrup like liquid that you sucked up from the bottom. Sure I enjoyed them in my youth, but as an adult they make me cringe.

You then sit and wait. At the one hour mark they take more blood, and then you sit and wait some more. At the two hour mark they take blood for a third and final time. You’re to do this without food and only a few sips of water. If you’re lucky (like me), during the 3rd blood test they end up have a good ole poke around with the needle. As I was dehydrated they had trouble finding a vein that would draw blood. After some ambitious digging (ow!), it didn’t seem to be happening, so they decided to try the other arm. Whilst switching arms they explained that if they couldn’t get a sample, I’d have to come back and do the test all over again. My immediate thought was “Heeellll no!” – did I mentioned this test is NOT FUN?  Another digging expedition was carried out on my alternate arm (double ow!!), and this time it was (thankfully) successful.  Read More

Second trimester pregnancy symptoms.

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So I’m starting to look more pregnant by the day. At 22 weeks my belly has definitely developed into a prominent baby sized bulge protruding forth and getting in the way of everything. My baby’s kicks and punches are getting progressively stronger by the day. Actually, as I type, she seems to be going a few rounds with the laptop resting on my tummy. The laptop shudders with each bump. Cute! 

Sleeping has started to become really uncomfortable and I can no longer sleep in my favourite position – on my back. I have actually had a few nights where I’ve woken in the middle of the night to find myself on my back and with numb arms – yikes.  I’ve read that sleeping on your back after around 16 weeks is not recommended, due to the weight your growing baby puts on a main vein in your spine that supplies blood to your heart. So now I spend the nights continuously turning from side to side, which prevents me from getting a solid sleep. Not to mention all the freaky-vivid-dreams I seem to be having. Whilst I can’t do much about the crazy-ass dreams, I’m going to get a pregnancy pillow to hopefully make sleeping on my side more comfortable. 

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