34 Weeks

34 weeks exactly this time around....

and 34 weeks exactly with Ira.  

These comparisons are really more for own benefit because they make me feel better when I realize that yes, I was in fact this large last time around! 

What fruit are you? Butternut squash - which according to The Bump, equates to 17.2-18.7 inches and 4.2-5.8 pounds.  

Due Date: March 10, 2015

How far along: Today makes 34 weeks + 1 day!

Gender: Still a girl, even though I haven't seen confirmation of that recently.  But I doubt she's grown any extra parts since we've seen her on ultrasound twice now.

Total weight gain/loss: That stupid scale I have turns itself on at the slightest vibration in the floor, which means that the battery is perpetually freakin' dead.  But last time I was up 1/2 a pound at the doctor's office so that probably puts me up to about 167.  That makes a total of abouta 27 pound weight gain for me so far.

Swelling: Meh, never really an issue for me, thankfully.

Maternity Clothes: We're really to the point where it's uncomfortable for me to wear ANY clothes that aren't PB's giant man t-shirts.  But I can't really wear those to work, so you know, there's that.  I am GIANT.

Belly button: Ira is still ding dong-ing it...it's still out as far as it can go.  And I now officially have the black line up the belly (though it's faint), with the bull's eye around the huge belly button.

Sleep: Getting worse.  The hips, upper thighs, and lower back kill me at night and about 9pm, I start having particularly annoying Braxton Hicks contractions that sometimes go so far as to wake me up at night. I really need my uterus to get the memo that I don't need a dress rehearsal every night, let's save it up for awhile, thankyouverymuch.

Food Cravings: I have been wanting brownies for like a week and I don't even really like brownies! Also I want a huge plate of pancakes with syrup, maybe even the fancy IHOP kind, but I never get them because I try to be super careful about my blood sugar and eat disgusting protein-filled foods only in the morning.

Symptoms: I've broken down and started taking Zantac periodically (though not religiously) again this time.  It's starting to get difficult to bend over, pick Ira up and fold him into that stupid rear facing car seat, pick up the weenie dogs to carry them by Ira's room in the morning so they don't thunder past like a herd of angry elephants...I'm just big and my stomach is somewhere up behind my ribcage, I think.  

Movement: She's been a bit more active the last few weeks, still at her usual mid afternoon and evening times.  She likes to sleep in the morning and I never hear a peep from her before about 11am.

What I miss: Being able to bend over and get something without feeling like my lungs are being compressed.

What I'm looking forward to: My baby shower this weekend! It's going to be so fun!

Big bro pic of the week: 

Ira helped me wash of all Frances' diapers...I just MAYBE went a little nuts buying girly diapers.  And I may have more coming.  I need to get out of all these dang co-op groups!

Ira at the "depot" with Daddy.  That boy loves a good home improvement shopping trip!