I keep swearing that I'm done running around, but my mind won't let me. I am seriously nesting and am super anxious to get everything organized. I made our shopping list to make 14 frozen meals, perfect for post-baby, but Josh is sensible and asked me to wait until at least next month. We also bought a table and 3 chairs for $40 and have been refinishing it at night. It's taking at least 3 coats of paint to cover that atrocious honey-oak, but it beats paying $600 for the new set we liked and I think it will be cute when we're done. Now my family and guests can sit together during meals.
My last big to-do was having 4 mini sessions this past weekend. I've been wanting to photograph families at the Batey Farms sunflower field and I finally got to do it. It was an hour and a half in the heat, but that's what water bottles are for. It covered most of the expenses for Anias' baby pictures, which I'm doing myself. I wanted to have someone else do it, but buying the props and doing it myself is about half the cost and hopefully will lead to more newborn sessions. I'm super nervous, but I've also been studying a lot and I'll have about a month to practice before he's fully out of that curly, newborn stage. I see these pros and stress, but packing up a two year old and a week old baby to drive across town and shell out money I'd rather spend on his nursery is not for me. Wish me luck.
I guess the stress of the sessions combined with the heat was not a good idea. My doula confirmed that I was having actual, non-Braxton Hicks contractions. They lasted about 2 days total but with lots of water and rest they stopped Monday all together. I enjoyed photographing the families, but I think I was just stressed about the business side of things. I feel a lot of internal pressure to have everything ready for Anias and we're very disciplined with our money so that means spreading things out all the way until September. He has everything he needs, that's what I keep telling myself and I know it's true, it's more my Type A personality wants everything just so. Another lesson in letting things go.
32 Weeks
Baby’s size: Nearly 4 pounds and the size of kale aka the size of 3 dozen Krispy Kreme Donuts. Yes please!
Weight Gain: 38 whopping pounds- oh my goodness
Symptoms: Braxton Hicks, hot flashes, dreams where I'm angry all the time, and maybe I spoke too soon about the nausea letting up- it's back and *better* than ever. Still worth it- and we're almost done.
Cravings: Josh is out getting me movie theater popcorn this minute! I think I'll keep him. Chips and salsa (gives me heartburn, still worth it), cheetos, Dr. Pepper
At the doctor: I'm no longer breech and have my arms on mom's left and my legs on the right. I'm a pretty tall little boy
Other things: Eli keeps telling mom to go to the hospital so I can come out. He is very excited for baby, and points out other babies he sees. Grandma is getting super excited to hold me!
Eli
I like to tell mom where to drive ("This way!", "Right here!") and ask to drive on a daily basis. Mom keeps telling me I have to wait until I'm 16, but I have no idea what she's talking about. I said my biggest word ever, exasperated. I am very independent ("I do it", "I got it", "Eli's turn"), and like to do everything myself. I like to cut my pancakes myself, dress myself, and pay when we go out shopping. I like to give mom kisses through the stair rails and racoon, otter, and Deano are still my best animal friends. My new favorite thing is to pretend I'm a doctor. I made mom and dad laugh by eating messily and saying "Cookie Monster!" I also like to say "Holy Moly" and make my food into rainbows. I cried when we were driving and a rainbow I saw got blocked out by the trees.
Before-and during renovation
My last big to-do was having 4 mini sessions this past weekend. I've been wanting to photograph families at the Batey Farms sunflower field and I finally got to do it. It was an hour and a half in the heat, but that's what water bottles are for. It covered most of the expenses for Anias' baby pictures, which I'm doing myself. I wanted to have someone else do it, but buying the props and doing it myself is about half the cost and hopefully will lead to more newborn sessions. I'm super nervous, but I've also been studying a lot and I'll have about a month to practice before he's fully out of that curly, newborn stage. I see these pros and stress, but packing up a two year old and a week old baby to drive across town and shell out money I'd rather spend on his nursery is not for me. Wish me luck.
I guess the stress of the sessions combined with the heat was not a good idea. My doula confirmed that I was having actual, non-Braxton Hicks contractions. They lasted about 2 days total but with lots of water and rest they stopped Monday all together. I enjoyed photographing the families, but I think I was just stressed about the business side of things. I feel a lot of internal pressure to have everything ready for Anias and we're very disciplined with our money so that means spreading things out all the way until September. He has everything he needs, that's what I keep telling myself and I know it's true, it's more my Type A personality wants everything just so. Another lesson in letting things go.
32 Weeks
Baby’s size: Nearly 4 pounds and the size of kale aka the size of 3 dozen Krispy Kreme Donuts. Yes please!
Weight Gain: 38 whopping pounds- oh my goodness
Symptoms: Braxton Hicks, hot flashes, dreams where I'm angry all the time, and maybe I spoke too soon about the nausea letting up- it's back and *better* than ever. Still worth it- and we're almost done.
Cravings: Josh is out getting me movie theater popcorn this minute! I think I'll keep him. Chips and salsa (gives me heartburn, still worth it), cheetos, Dr. Pepper
At the doctor: I'm no longer breech and have my arms on mom's left and my legs on the right. I'm a pretty tall little boy
Other things: Eli keeps telling mom to go to the hospital so I can come out. He is very excited for baby, and points out other babies he sees. Grandma is getting super excited to hold me!
Eli
I like to tell mom where to drive ("This way!", "Right here!") and ask to drive on a daily basis. Mom keeps telling me I have to wait until I'm 16, but I have no idea what she's talking about. I said my biggest word ever, exasperated. I am very independent ("I do it", "I got it", "Eli's turn"), and like to do everything myself. I like to cut my pancakes myself, dress myself, and pay when we go out shopping. I like to give mom kisses through the stair rails and racoon, otter, and Deano are still my best animal friends. My new favorite thing is to pretend I'm a doctor. I made mom and dad laugh by eating messily and saying "Cookie Monster!" I also like to say "Holy Moly" and make my food into rainbows. I cried when we were driving and a rainbow I saw got blocked out by the trees.
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