I’m back in Charlotte after a 2 week vacation in Florida. It was relaxing. The girls are spending the rest of the summer there while I await for baby Khloë’s arrival here. I’m just going to say this… It is hot as hell in Charlotte. I left Florida’s 87 degree weather to come back to 105 degrees. The kids had the right idea in staying. Oh well, welcome to the third trimester.
I’ll be spending my days indoors with the a/c running. In the mean time, I’ll be putting together Khloë’s things. We got a lot of things from the baby shower, not to mention all of the sales I managed to get to.
She has piles of clothes already. Its almost an outfit a day for at least two months. Talk about fashion queen. I’ve never seen one girl with so many tu-tu’s.
I haven’t left my two older girls out. They’ll be back right before Khloë’s arrival in August. To prepare my girls for this event, I’ve gotten them these shirts..
August can’t come soon enough.
For those of you who are pregnant out there and don’t feel like bothering with maternity wear, can I make a suggestion. Old Navy yoga capri’s. I bought them today, and I must say these are the most comfortable capri’s I’ve ever worn. WHY DIDN’T ANYONE TELL ME?
These capri’s are a life saver. I have officially outgrown all of my regular clothes, borrowed big clothes, and maternity clothes. They are soft and wrap nicely around my bulging tummy. Again, why didn’t anyone tell me?
This will be a short one. I’m currently on vacation in Florida at my parents. I’ve had my baby shower and am trying to figure out how on earth I’m going to get this back to Charlotte. No worries, right.
Just got to keep thinking no worries…
This is not including the things that I’ve personally bought….did I mention I’m not flying back (cringes).
I did get one of my big ticket items from my mother.
(That’s the big box)
In fact I went with her to get it, and ended up bringing the price down by $30 because they hiked it up. Very nice.
Well that will be all for this week. I’m almost 32 weeks and its getting down to the wire. I leave you with a few more shower photos. Happy Wednesday all!
Well, here we are. Week 29. Khloë has been kicking and beating me up at a pretty consistent rate. She’s about 2.5 lbs and I think space is becoming limited.
What have we been up to the last couple weeks:
One nights stay at the hospital
One case of influenza w/ my daughter
Low back pain where I can barely walk
I spiked a fever and had a terrible case of non-stop bathroom action. Then, I couldn’t go to the bathroom anymore. I’d sit there, and nothing. My stomach never stopped cramping. So, my significant other called up the good doctor, and off to the hospital we went. They kept me overnight since I had a fever and diagnosed me with G.I. something (sorry, memory is terrible these days).
Being in the hospital was a good precursor to what I need to bring and be prepared for.
We are getting ready for our much needed trip to Florida. The girls are spending the summer with the grandparents. I will be there for 2 weeks and head back here for a long hot summer free of kids. I am excited because my baby shower will be in Florida. I can’t wait to see my friends.
We are approaching the third trimester. Its the homerun stretch. Soon Khloë will make her debut. I cannot wait. Seriously. I’m ready for her to make an exit. My body is tired and my chest…whoa. I’ve had two babies, and my chest has never been this big, this early. I call these things on my chest, Milk Jugs. Sure, they look great when I wear a tank top, but the pain and weight, ugh. I actually don’t know what size they are (that’s my project for this month, get measured). I started out in what I call the itty bitty committee, 34 a. They were non-existent before pregnancy. The one person who is very pleased with this growth is my significant other. He couldn’t be happier. Good for him. I’m the one lugging these jugs around.
Against by better judgment, I let my significant other make dinner. Normally, he chooses things like pizza or wings. You know, normal guy foods. Its quick, easy, and the kids love it.
Yesterday he chose…Steak-umms.
Well it was tasty. The girls loved it of course. He was overjoyed. I was fine until night rolled around. Then the nausea set in.
Let me say this before I continue. I’ve been through a lot during this pregnancy. I’ve been diagnosed with PCOS (polycystic ovarian syndrome) and later on, developed SCH (Subchorionic Hematoma). With all of that going on, nausea has never been an issue.
So what was going on last night? Khloë was not pleased. Her Kung Fu was very strong last night. She didn’t stop moving. My best friend last night was the trash can and bathroom. I felt like crap. I blame it on dinner and the significant other.
So, the lesson learned here is…
Stick with pizza and wings.