Some things never change

Old News-

•  Crap-tastic skin. I have never had such horrible skin in my life. Not even as a pre-pubescent teenager did I have to worry about zits like I do now. My face is splotchy and oily and just yuck. No thank you, pregnancy glow, no thank you. 

• Acid reflux. Honestly since about 18 weeks I've had this problem mostly under control. But, occasionally, as a rude reminder that it's still around, I'll have boiling hot lava trying to break through my esophagus and kill me. It's really a neat experience. 

• Moving. In general, I don't waddle, but do not make me get off of the couch, roll out of bed, or sit on the floor without taking into consideration that I do not bend anymore. I'm like one of those fat puppies that can't roll over because they're chubby rolls are in the way. It's not quite as adorable as that, however. Matt's been a real good sport about pulling me up and off of things. True love exists. 

So, that's it. This is where I'm at and with the exception of some mild panic at the soon arrival of this sweet baby girl, I think I'm doing okay. Some days aren't fun... at all, but that's life. So many people have asked if I'm just ready to be done already, and honestly, being pregnant has been kind of a grand adventure. There have been ups and downs. There have been days that getting out of bed has been a serious challenge. I've wished I could sleep on my stomach. But, most of the time I feel good. I actually forget that I'm pregnant more often than I should until I spill my cereal on my watermelon tummy and remember that I'm growing a human. I would take better skin and a closet full of clothes that fit, but that comes back. I'm only going to be pregnant with this little person this one time. Maybe my next pregnancy I'll throw up the entire time or maybe I'll have flawless skin. I'm just trying to take things one day at a time and be grateful for each second I have of this special bonding with my baby. It's not always easy, but it's absolutely worth it. Here's to hoping she stays in until I have her nursery finished. 

Love, 

Cami 

The Bad and Ugly

New and NOT fun things-

• Swollen ankles. What the heck? I have gone my entire pregnancy with zero swelling- no sausage fingers, cankles, pregnancy face, NOTHING. Then, this week happened. BAM! My poor little feet feel so sad! I was actually so emotional about it on Tuesday (the first real day I had swelling) that I almost had a meltdown at work. You can thank the pregnancy hormones for that. 

• No room for food. I mentioned above that it's great not having to worry about food babies, but the truth is, there is no room for a food baby. I would like to blame my sister for this. I had been in eating mode for weeks until she asked me on Saturday if I had a hard time eating full meals because the baby was squashing my stomach. I proudly told her no. The next day, I couldn't eat barely anything. My pre-pregnancy body thanks you, Amanda.

• Late night pee sessions. I really can't complain. I wake up maybe once a night for a bathroom run ever since I was about 32 weeks. Not too shabby, right? Right. Still, super inconvenient when you're having dreams about hanging out with One Direction (yes, I am twelve years old. You can blame pregnancy hormones for that one, too).

This is a shorter list than I expected to write. To be honest, yeah, there are some other things that aren't so fun to be dealing with, like the awkward position in which I have to sit to tie my shoes or the fact that she likes to play punching bag with my gallbladder, but hey, I'm growing a human! That's kind of amazing. 

Fingers crossed my feet go back to normal after I have her!

ONE MONTH to go and some lists

Monday was my official ONE MONTH mark! 

Take that in for a minute. 

ONE MONTH and I'm going to be a Mom. I am so freaked out and excited I don't know what to do with myself. 

Can you believe how fast this pregnancy has flown? I realized today that I have been really pretty awful about documenting everything that has happened and changed and stopped, etc, etc. I feel like my mind is so full of baby doings that I can't hardly form a full sentence anymore. I think they call this pregnancy brain. 

I originally wrote a post full of all of the "stuff" that I'm experiencing right now, but TBH (too be honest, I just found out what that stands for and I'm trying to fit in with the cool kids, so I thought I'd use it) it was kind of overwhelming to read. I wanted to update you on how I'm doing, what's new, what's old, what's awful, etc. But, because I love you guys, I decided to break it up into three separate posts. 

POST NUMERO UNO: 

New and fun things- 

• Baby showers. I love baby showers. There is something entirely more fun about a baby shower than any other kind of shower, or party for that matter. Everything is miniature! It's cute and soft and ruffled! And the toys- oh my heck- don't get me started! I've gotten the most adorable trinkets and dolls and bunnies, so many bunnies! I've been totally spoiled with what I've received and couldn't be more grateful for the incredibly giving people in my life. This baby is going to be so spoiled!

• You never have a food baby, because you have a real baby. Seriously, you never know if you feel big because baby had a growth spurt or because you ate an entire steak burrito with tortilla chips! And, who cares!? You're growing a little human! 

• My hair finally decided to act like I'm pregnant and has gotten intensely thick over the past month. Some people would think this is a bad thing, and it does make blow drying take extra long, but I feel kind of like a super model. Do super models have thick hair? 

• Baby kicks... and punches... and dance parties. This baby LOVES to move! All day long she practices her contemporary dance moves and makes this momma so happy. Unfortunately my dance skills are lacking so I'm sure her technique is terrible, but it's fun to have the constant reminder that she's okay. 

I'm sure there are so many things that I'm forgetting! Oh pregnancy brain, you win again.

Hugs and Kisses,

Cami and baby 

What to do when your husband leaves you (for the weekend)

I realized halfway through typing the title of this post that unless I clarified what I meant by "leaves" people might get the wrong idea! Have no fears, I'm talking temporary leaving- like the kind after a Target trip. You can't stay away for long!

Now that we have that out of the way... I have felt like a part time widow this year. My poor little Matty poo (he hates it when I call him that. "I'm an adult.") has been traveling a few times a month since December to Vegas for work. I should be grateful, right? He has this awesome job that allows him to do most of his work from our apartment and all that's required is a few paid for trips down to his homeland a couple times a month. I don't know how people go months without seeing their spouse! One day and I start getting shaky from withdrawls. I'm kind of pathetic, actually, I just really really like him. But, I've been working on it AND I have come up with a few ways to survive when you're husband leaves you (temporarily).

1. Eat all of the food in the house- no need to go shopping. It's only you and you can eat every last morsel of that Special K with strawberries for dinner... and dessert.

2. Watch as many episodes of "your show" on Netflix as you can without feeling guilty- for me it's usually three. Then I have to switch to sappy chickflicks or DCOMs.

3. Pin everything- desserts seem to help with the loneliness in a way that only desserts can.

4. Attempt to make said Pinterest dessert- you'll feel better if it has the word "skinny" or "healthy" in it. Ain't nobody got time to waste on exercising while he's gone.

5. Paint your toenails/fingernails- do it right in the middle of the living room, and if you're really feeling risky, don't use anything "in case of spills." He'll never know... unless, of course, he comes home to a mint green nail polish spot on the carpet.

6. Break down and text him- it's not crazy because you're already married.

*evidence that: 

A- I really did eat all of the food in the house

and

 B- I really did text him multiple times in a row.*

I didn't even last until 8:00 pm. 

Sad. So so sad. 

7. Use that burst of motivation you got from having him text you back to clean the house- or don't. It's up to you.

8. Go to bed- all of that loneliness is exhausting.

9. Repeat as necessary.


My life is kind of embarrassing isn't it? If only you could hear my incessant giggles right now. I think I'm hilarious, despite being moderately pitiful.


Yours, in all her glory,

Cami

R E N O V A T I O N

Oh. My. Heck. Who else is OBSESSED with my new template? Cue the happy dance.

....dance.... dance.... dance.... dance dance...

My beautiful friend Maddie from college is starting her blog design business and I offered to be her test drive dummy. I think this is the best decision I've made this year. Wait, let me think about it..... Yep, definitely the best decision so far! But, it was also probably one of the hardest I've had to make. I know, poor me, my life is so hard. I can't be the only one that finds it nearly impossible to make menial decisions, though, am I right? I take these things way too seriously, but hey, everyone needs a hobby right? Mine just happens to be freaking out over font size and color palettes. It's no big deal.

*sigh*

Okay, rant over, and if your blog needs a facelift too email maddie and maddiclinedesign@gmail.com! She will change your little blogging life and leave you on blogger cloud nine.

Love,
Cami

At last I blog and TEN weeks to go

Who has two thumbs and has been the WORST pregnant blogger ever? This girl!
Holy smokes, you guys, has it really been months since I've last blogged? That's embarrassing. I know you've all been on pins and needles wondering if I'm still alive, so here I am, and I'm going to post TWO posts this week to make up for it. I have a few posts started that I'll share with you guys so if it looks like I'm backtracking in this pregnancy, I am. I'll try to make it as least confusing as possible (least confusing? less confusing?).

I'm almost thirty weeks pregnant.

Let me say that again.

I AM ALMOST THIRTY WEEKS PREGNANT!

Who else is in semi-shock about this?
I start to have a minor panic attack every time I think about the whole pushing a human being out of my lady parts thing, so mostly I've been ignoring it. I've seen labor, a couple of times actually, so I know what happens, but man, it is a lot scarier when you think about yourself doing it. It will be fine. I won't be able to sit or walk for a few weeks, but hey, who wants to do that anyway right?

Now down to the goodies:

How far along: 29 weeks + 5 days

Total weight gain: I don't believe in weighing myself at home, but a week and a half ago I was up 15 pounds at the doctor's office. I'm pretty sure this little baby waby had a growth spurt last week though, so we'll see when I go back in at 32 weeks. 

Maternity clothes: Ross saved my caboose (literally) and provided some inexpensive stretchy jeans for my growing tummy. So far I have five maternity shirts and one pair of pants. Is it obvious I hate shopping?

Stretch marks: Zero so far. I blame my mother's great genes. And by blame I mean thank my lucky stars. 

Sleep: I haven't gotten up to pee, uh hmm, excuse me, use the bathroom (sorry Mom) since I was in the first trimester. The restless legs have gotten increasingly worse, although, I had that before I got pregnant. I guess I don't have much to complain about. 

Best moment of this week: I {FINALLY} had a patient ask if I was pregnant! 

Miss anything: Being able to wear whatever I want, although, I've got a dang cute tummy to show off these days. 

Movement: The third trimester meant baby started running out of room and the movement hasn't been as constant, but when she goes, SHE GOES! It looks like something is actually going to break out of my stomach. And it's awesome! 

Food cravings: Water and chocolate, but only the weekends. Being pregnant is weird. 

Anything making you queasy or sick: Nope!

Have you started to show yet: Oh heck yeah. 

Gender: Girl! 

Other changes: The fatigue is back with a vengeance. So far I've made it through the days by listening to 80's pop and refusing to sit for more than 20 minutes at a time. 

Until next time!

-Cami and baby 

Drum roll please....

Get ready for everything pink, lacy, and hand picked for a perfect little girl! 

We are so excited! 

(Now if I can only convince Matt that we don't have to buy everything

for her right now...) 

Love,

The Lish Ladies and Matt