Week 26~

It’s the end of week 26 and so much has been going on this week, that if feels a bit like a whirl wind. The week started off on Sunday and I was still in Washington. It was the day before I left to come home. It was filled with seeing people and packing. Then I got on the airplane on Monday and that took up all of Monday because I didn’t actually get home until Tuesday. So, the first few days of week 26 were a bit crazy.

I wish that I could have slept on the plane home, but I got stuck next to a college kid who was 6’5 and every time that he moved a little he would knock me with his arm. I felt bad for the kid because I was uncomfortable pregnant, but could not imagine what it would be like being that large in a little seat. When I got to Amsterdam for my layover I was so tired and wanted to rest my eyes, but was afraid if I did that then I would sleep through my connection. That is what almost happen the last time I did flew back from the states. I was snoring logs and someone woke me up just before I missed the flight. When I got into Leeds I was relieved to be home. It was the first time that being in the UK has actually felt like HOME. Its true Washington and Hawaii no longer feel like home. I was so happy to see Jake even though he was late picking me up. He is a boy and didn’t mean to be a bit late. He just misjudged the time and I gave him a hard time about it, that I now feel bad about. Why do I have to be such a butt-head to the person I love more than anything. I still to this day have to remind myself to think before I say thing. So, the rest of Tuesday was spending in a fog. I went home took a nice shower and took it easy. I went in and out of naps all day long. Jake was busy putting together baby stuff that arrived. He put the: Bobs stroller together, swing, bouncy chair, co-sleeper and pack n’ play together or at least out of the box. We then looked at all the baby stuff that night and he was blow away with how much stuff our little girl had gotten. I feel the same way! I’m pretty sure we might have to move out of the house so she can take it over.

We had a checkup with Dr. Campbell on Wednesday. He wanted to see me for a few reasons: (1) I sent him an email letting him know of all the strange things that my body had done while in WA. (2) It was time for a checkup. (3) He needed to see me again before I got on another flight. (Yep, we are going to Germany for Jake’s Bday). We have to get in all the traveling we can do before the baby comes and I’m too GIANT to travel! Oh, and our little girl has gotten super big. She is in the top 95th percentile for weight and height. Before I went back to Washington she was in the 75th percentile for height and just below the 50th percentile for weight. My doctor said it must have been that American diet I was on!

Then it came to Wednesday, which was the day for my glucose test to see if I have diabetes. I could not eat anything or drink anything other than water after 9pm on Tuesday on. I think the fact that I couldn’t eat made me that much more hungry. I laid in bed that night thinking about how I was so hungry while Jake was fast asleep. I kept asking myself why I had not eaten more for dinner. I felt like I was going to peel over and die from hunger, which I knew was not going to happen. I went to my appointment and they drew some blood which I felt light headed from and I blame it on the lack of food. Then they brought it glass of goo. At first sight it didn’t look so bad. I though oh just some yellow orange(ish) colored water/juice drink. Oh, was I wrong. The midwife told me it was suppose to taste like OJ, but they definitely got that wrong. I can’t even describe the strange taste, but the consistency was thick. I was not sure if I was going to get through the whole glass. Then I got to sit in a room for 2 hours and I was so exhausted from jet leg and the lack of sleep due to the fact that all I could think about was food. I tried to rest, but I kept burping up that gross cocktail I had just had. I then had a very chatty husband and wife in the room that wanted to talk my ear off, but I was just not feeling it. I kept thinking that I should not have eaten one of the cupcakes I had made the night before because it was going to bite me in the butt and I would come back with diabetes because of the extra sweetness. It’s now Saturday and I didn’t hear anything on Friday so I’m keeping my fingers crossed that I don’t have it.

I spend Friday being very busy. I organized baby things, and got ready for our trip. I can’t believe how much that I got accomplished. It’s not Saturday and I feel beat. I’m wondering if I will have enough energy to get off the couch today. I guess we will have to see how the next few hours go!

I sometime wonder if I’m going to be a parent that is always worrying. I find myself getting worried about all things possible. If there is something to worry about then I will make sure to worry enough about it for everyone. When it comes to my pregnancy I won’t lie and say that I have not worried because the truth is I have and do. I get annoyed when people say, “Stop worrying about everything.” The truth of the matter is that it won’t make me feel any better and these people have not walked in my shoes. They don’t know the struggles that we went through to get pregnant and how wanted this baby was and is. People don’t realize that this baby is a miracle to us and we are so lucky and blessed to have gotten pregnant. I sometime wonder if people who get pregnant right away and have not other issues worry any less. I doubt it because I think that it’s just Mother Nature for women to worry about her young. I think that becoming a parent starts the day you become pregnant and the worry never leaves. I now might feel worried in my pregnancy about little things, but the truth is that I now just feel blessed. I remember when week 26 seemed so far away. I could not even imagine what it would be like. I feel blessed that we have made it this far and continue to get that much closer to finally meeting our daughter that we have longed for. If you’re pregnant and people tell you not to worry it’s not personal, but what else do you say to a neurotic pregnant mother? :)

I hope that everyone enjoyed the blog this week!

~Candice