30 Weeks

30 weeks 30 weeks (1)Finally! An updated bump photo.  And my what a bump we have here, huh?  I tell ya, I’m definitely not one of those people you could never tell was pregnant.  And not that this language use makes any sense at all, but from here on out? I’ll start to look really, really pregnant. Like how in the heck are you standing up right with your belly way out here pregnant.  Just saying, my belly’s going to look like a  torpedo over here — be prepared.

So I suppose it should be no surprise when people describe me as “looking pretty ripe these days”, right? Yeah… Easy hormones, no one’s calling you fat. 


Life tip #934 –  All pregnant women ever want to here is: “How are you feeling? You look great!”

Moving right along…

According to  this week baby’s (aka Thurser’s) about 15.7 inches long now and weighs almost 3 pounds (about the size of a large cabbage). A pint and a half of amniotic fluid surrounds him, but that volume will shrink as he gets bigger and takes up more room. His eyesight continues to develop, though it’s not very keen; even after he’s born, he’ll keep his eyes closed for a good part of the day. When he does open them, he’ll respond to changes in light but will have 20/400 vision — which means he can only make out objects a few inches from his face.

So basically the vision I have all the time. ;) #twinning

Sigh. The sleepless nights continue.  I know I’ve always stressed easy, but I don’t know what stress is attacking my sleep. It’s not that I’m sleepless night after night after night — that would be insane.  But about every 2-3 weeks I just have a random night (sometimes two) throughout the week that I wake up/get woken up in the middle of the night and, for the life of me, can’t get back to sleep. I wonder: What I should do? How long should I wait to get out of bed? What can I do to make my brain shut off so my exhausted body can get the rest it needs? What can I do to be productive? And then I think, but if I get out of bed and start doing things and make use of this otherwise wasted time, Wyatt will wake up. Blah. Or I’ll wake up Nick. More blah. Or I’ll get the dogs confused and roused — and then everyone will be up. Blah blah! And then I think, it’s these kind of never ending thoughts that are keeping me up, aren’t they? Turn off brain!!!

I only had a couple occasions of insomnia with Wyatt, so I’ve already doubled if not tripled that this time around. And its even more problematic because it inevitably falls on a night that I’m working the next morning and one where Wyatt wakes up early before we have leave to drop him off.   So I stress about getting out the door on time because I’m behind everywhere, moving slow because of course now I’m exhausted and trying to keep an otherwise unhappy + in desperate need of cuddling baby happy all while trying to put a shirt on + pack a lunch.

Thankfully there has only been one truly sleepless night — where I couldn’t fall asleep from the moment I got in bed and did not sleep one wink the entire night. Otherwise I’m usually able to steal 3-4 hours sleep on those other nights. But we all know that doesn’t really cut it, does it?  Alas. Life goes on.

Other than sleeplessness, I really do feel great.  Wyatt’s a tank and my belly has taken some beatings because of it (Thurser may or may not have a squished face upon his arrival) but I still maintain that I feel better and more confident of my body’s capabilities this time around, which is very empowering and attitude-changing.  Someone described me as a pregnancy champ over the holidays because I’ve been blessed with such easy pregnancies — and I must admit that they’re right. Truly though, I can only thank God!

Yoga starts this week! And boy am I ready for it! My goal is to get stronger and prepare my body more for labor + delivery, as well as practice calming and relaxing techniques.  If all that allows me better sleep as well? Well then, you won’t be hearing a peep outta me!


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