Indiana Blue: 34-35 Weeks

 

You guys, somewhere along the way I got mixed up and am off on my weekly count.  Which is weird because at my 32 week ultrasound (where I was actually 33 weeks), I asked and made sure and she said that I was 33 weeks.  But, last week, I was only 34 weeks when I thought I was 35.  It was strange and I felt kind of defeated like I was past 34 and then wasn't.  Ha.

In other news, we announced our boys' name!  Indiana Blue Wiki will be his full name - Indiana after Indiana Jones of course, Blue after our baby Blueberry (who this blog is named after) and Wiki for Ian's great, great grandfather.  Indy Blue or Indy for short.  I love it and love Lemon and Indy together, oh so cute.  I think I would have just named him Blueberry if I could, and if I didn't think it was too girly, but Blue is better for a boy.  I had to pay homage to our first baby, Blueberry, because I think that if we wouldn't have experienced that loss, we would have planned, and had, two kids.  But, because of the loss, and the fact that I'm 37, we were leaning towards only one baby when I got pregnant with Indy.  So, I think it was always in the stars for me to be a mom of two and here I am, a mom of two.  Amazing how things work out.  I'm loving his name though and Lemon has called him Indy for a looooooong time so it just stuck, we couldn't change it even if we wanted to!

Now on to pregnancy - it's strange because at this point I both love it, feel great and am sad this will be my last time feeling a baby inside.  But, at the same time I miss my old body, my breath, a foot NOT in my ribs and just feeling ok and not like a baby is going to fall out every time I stand up!  I love it and am over it - very weird mixed emotions.

It doesn't help that last week started the "must have a panty liner" time in pregnancy (gross) and also the "moving his head/hands in my cervix" time where I have to stop once in a while just to breathe through it because man it hurts!  Kind of like you have to pee and kind of like lightning pains (NOT looking forward to those) - ugh.  So I guess 34 weeks means all the strange pregnancy body things come, which I am kind of not a fan of.

I've also been getting really tired, it's harder and harder to bend over and to sit or squat and give Lemon a bath.  There is a foot in my ribs and a head in my vag, super fun.  I also have stopped sleeping through the night, except for maybe once a week, and get up to pee at least once or twice.  I'm tired and over school, 17 more days and we are done, I can't wait.  I'm sick of finding "work" clothes that fit!

In other news the boys' room is DONE.  I just have to hang 4 more pictures and it's finished!  All of the tubs from the attic, full of baby stuff (like 6 tubs and 4 trash bags), have been unpacked and put away and everything is in its place.  Now, we just need a baby!  Lemon is getting so excited the hotter it gets, she knows her brother is coming in the "summer," and I am too.  I can't wait to have a little muffin again and am anxiously awaiting the birth process, which I am not too happy about but am trying to stay positive.  It's always funny these last few weeks/month, you just feel like you are in limbo, waiting for the next chapter of your life to start, not knowing quite how it will be but wanting to get it started to find out.  I'm nervous, excited, scared, happy and a bit sad that our lives will be changing - a definite mix of emotions.  So confusing, so exciting.

These last few weeks with Lemon have been fairly uneventful.  She was sick last week for a couple of days and then all weekend, so we took it easy and it was just what we all needed.  We have so many friends we love, and never get to see, and so much family around us that we are constantly go, go, going; not to mention all of her activities she does.  So skipping everything and coming home after work to just lay around, or spending a whole day inside in our pjs was glorious (on Saturday).  Boring, stir-crazy, lazy and fun.  I was worried about my babe but so needed the rest as well.  So, we didn't take a lot of pictures.  I actually haven't taken a lot of pictures a lot recently, just nothing really exciting to take pictures of and too tired to do it!  :)

34 Weeks (apparently):

Because of state testing, I got to spend some extra mornings at home with my babe this week (and next).  It was fun not rushing off and getting to get her ready for the day (and letting her sleep in bed with me the night before)!

The love that this girl has for her mama is unreal, she is my best friend.  I love her so much and am kind of excited that I'm having a boy because we will have this special bond forever.

We got to visit Miranda's new baby girl this week, Margot!  She was so cute, Lemon loved her, held her and sang to her, and loved seeing her BFF Jonah after way too long.  They were the cutest together!

Fun with daddy while I'm at yoga (and taking some photos for Love Sick Threads):

We celebrated my mom's birthday this past weekend, along with my brother-in-law, Leith's.  We always love getting these cute cousins together!

35 Weeks:

Lemon has been helping me put Indiana's room together, and has been playing with all the baby toys we've unpacked.  She even got in his crib and watched his "movie" (fish tank) for an afternoon.  So funny!

Breakfast with Nani (my mom) on a late morning and I got to go to gymnastics with Lemon, I've never been!  So so amazing watching her do all the moves, be prepared for tons of pics/video below:

Making dinner is always fun together:

Our poor sick baby.  She woke up on Wednesday morning, threw up, and Ian called a sub.  I was so sad to leave but I had a meeting I couldn't miss.  Then, we spent all Thursday night on the couch and on Friday she seemed better, although she told us she woke up in the middle of the night and threw up twice in her bed.  We didn't believe her, of course, because wouldn't she have cried or called to us or something?  Brittany changed her sheets just because I told her to, because she had a fever and was sweaty, so I couldn't check to see if Lemon was telling the truth.

Well, it turns out, after talking to Brittany a couple of days later, she DID throw up and had throw up all over her bed when she changed her sheets!!!  What a terrible mother I am, making our nanny clean up throw up sheets!!  And what toddler barfs twice and then just goes back to bed?  And her hair?  And her body?  All day no bath?!  So so gross, it was craziness.  I just can't believe she didn't tell us.  3 days later Brittany tells us she really did barf, and Lemon tells us that she didn't use her comforter "and kept it down because it was yucky."  OMG!!  Yuck.

On Friday we went to work, although we shouldn't have based on this crazy throw up story, although we didn't know about it until after work, and Lemon was still feeling bad when we got home.  So we took it easy and on Saturday did the same, laid on the couch all day.  Ian thought he saw white spots on her throat on Saturday so we took her to urgent care (which she was SO sad about).  They said she just had a virus, not strep, and sent us home to recover and snuggle.  We went to my mom's Sunday morning, to relax (and so I could run to Ikea really quick) and then went grocery shopping Sunday night.

It was not the weekend I expected but just the weekend we all needed.  I napped more than I have in months, got a prenatal massage and snuggled/cuddled/slept with Lemon so much.  She also took 2 naps a day for a couple days which is unheard of for her, she even told us she was tired or "sleepy" and asked to go to bed.  Crazy.

This virus really knocked her out and I hated seeing her so sick.  Happy she's on the mend.  :)