30 weeks. Final stretch. Kind of freaking out. Not really. But kind of. {P.S. I hit 30 weeks on the 4th of July... that is why my outfit is so patriotic... although I support patriotic attire year-round.} Micah and I are going out of town this week to celebrate our three year anniversary in San Francisco and then we will head to Seattle to visit friends and family one last time before this little babe arrives. {Any San Fran advice or tips? I've never been and I'm soooo excited!} When we get back from this baby-moon of sorts {I should note that we have camping on the agenda during our time in Washington... I'll let you know how the bump likes sleeping in a tent..}, we only have eight weeks - give or take - until this baby is born. And there is just sooo much to be done in that time. I don't understand how some women are DIYing crafts at 40 weeks pregnant as they patiently await their baby's arrival. I feel like I will probably be frantically roaming the aisles of Target looking for a car seat and praying my water doesn't break before I make my purchase. Normally, I am known for being an organized person but with the whole moving situation this past month I feel completely unprepared for the arrival of Baby Russum in just two months! Hopefully August will be the most productive month of my life. {And can someone tell me why vertical pictures are always blurry on my blog?! Help!} Oh, I guess I indicated by my title that I would share some thoughts on maternity clothes in this post. I should probably get to that. I guess my main thoughts are as follows... Non-maternity maxi skirts. Yes. Sag them down under the bump and go. Liz Lange maternity dresses. Buy them all. Wear them even if you aren't pregnant. I did. Old Navy ruched maternity tanks. I love them. But this is my thought... do people save these for a future pregnancy? I have four and wear them ALL the time. I feel like they will be so gross and worn out by September that I might as well throw them all away and get a new set if/when I get pregnant again. The price certainly allows for it. Also, I've been very happy with my Old Navy maternity shorts. I have this pair and this pair. I'm not sure if they will fit comfortably when I'm pushing 40 weeks, but they have been fabulous during this hot AZ summer so far. I've got to give a shout out to my H+M maternity tanks. I use them for working out. They will probably be thrown away eventually but they have served me well while I sweat at the gym 3-4 days a week with my ever-growing stomach. Tunics, although cute and well-suited for bump anatomy, are not ideal for a summer pregnancy in Arizona. Some friends lent me a bunch of cute tunic tops, but since they don't look appropriate with shorts and it's way too hot to even consider leggings or jeans they just sit there in my closet looking all cute and maternal. Maybe I will take them on our trip to Washington and let them experience sub-100 temps. I bought a few maternity dresses. I'm not sure if they are low-quality or if I just wear them too frequently, but they are getting shabby looking and one even got a hole in it after a few wearings. Again, I am tempted to just get rid of these clothes in the fall. I don't think I will feel enthusiastic about worn-out maternity clothes if I get pregnant again in the future. Well, if that wasn't the most rambling post ever... ... Read more
The Truth about the Second Trimester
{You can read my first trimester post HERE.} Well, guys, I've made it through the second trimester. I didn't know if I would... not because of any complications, only because it's completely ambiguous when the second trimester ends and the third begins. If you divide 40 weeks into thirds, then your second trimester ends at 26.5 weeks. 27 weeks means there is 13 weeks until your due date, which sounds about right. But most baby apps and doctors say the third trimester starts at 28 weeks. All very confusing. Nonetheless, I've made it. I'll be 30 weeks tomorrow and I'm in that final two and half month stretch until this baby arrives. If you read my moving post yesterday, you know this freaks me out slightly, but I will survive. I am so, so thankful for another great trimester of pregnancy behind me. Here's what went down these last 13ish weeks. 18 weeks // 20 weeks Real life... Most people say the second trimester is the best part of pregnancy, and I definitely have no complaints, although I had an easy first trimester too. The second trimester is fun because you start to show {aka you stop looking bloated and look pregnant instead} and you start to feel the baby kick and move. I started popping out around 16 weeks, and around 20 weeks I started having {very confident} people ask me if I was expecting or when I was due. I would never ask someone this, because what if I were at the "I still look four months pregnant" postpartum state? But whatever... this just goes on the list of things to teach my college freshmen never to ask a woman. I think I felt the baby move for the first time right around 17 weeks. I had just gotten in bed for the night and I felt the tiniest flutter. After that I felt nothing for about three weeks. At my 20 week doctor's appointment I found out why. It turns out the placenta is attached to the very front of my uterus {by my belly button}, which creates a lot of cushioning between the baby and the surface of my stomach and prevented me from feeling movements as early as most women usually can. Now that the baby is bigger, I feel movements all time time and my whole belly shakes if the baby is super active, but it took a long time to get there. It's all about placenta placement. Who knew? Now I feel the baby move sometimes throughout the day, but its most active times are right when I wake up in the morning, either while I'm still lying in bed or if I'm sitting and doing my quiet time {especially if I don't eat breakfast soon enough after waking up... baby lets me know it's hungry} and always right when I get in bed at night. As soon as I lean back against my pillows around 10 or 11pm, baby decides it's play time. The fun part is that Micah is always around and he gets to put his hand on my stomach and talk to the baby. I love it. As far as complications and discomfort, I definitely started feeling round ligament pain around week 13. It felt kind of like I pulled my groin for a couple of weeks, but the pain was on and off and not too bad overall. I've also started experiencing some lower back pain recently. I worked out a little too hard on a Friday afternoon during week 25, and later that night I could barely walk. We were at a friend's house playing games and I turned into an old woman as the evening progressed. I've modified my workouts since then, but I still feel lower back pain if I do too much during the day {examples: moving houses, throwing baby showers, etc.}. Most days though my back is fine, although I'm sure it will hurt more over the next ten weeks. Lastly, my digestive system is messed up y'all. I don't want to gross you out with details, but there is nothing "regular" about a pregnant lady's squashed digestive tract. Also, I got diagnosed with low iron and iron pills mess with your system even more. Basically, I just try to eat more fruits and veggies and I avoid greasy foods at all costs. I have learned the rumor that you can gorge yourself on any random craving when pregnant is a complete lie! I never eat until I'm full and most junk food sounds disgusting to me, because I think about how much my stomach might ache if I eat it. The upside to this is that my doctor told me very enthusiastically that my weight gain is "excellent" at my last appointment, and I've been sure to remind Micah of this fact at least every few days... :) I should also add a note about leg cramps here. Yep. They happen. Horrible Charlie Horse cramps in my calf right when I wake up in the morning. I have always been prone to leg cramps {I went through a stint in high school where I had one every single morning for a few months}, so I was not surprised by this symptom. I would say I got a cramp about 8-10 times between weeks 20-28 but I actually haven't had one in a while. A few of the cramps were so bad that my calf was sore for a full two or three days afterward, so if they don't come back I won't be mad about it. Rumor has it... This is where I tell you about other things that can happen during the second trimester, even though I did not experience them personally. There isn't much to share here, since the second trimester is usually the least eventful, other than some poor women continue to experience sickness after their first trimester ends. My heart hurts for these women. For real. Also, I've heard you can start lactating as you approach 30 weeks. Thankfully, this hasn't happened to me yet. Heartburn is also an issue for many women, but I haven't had it at all... probably due to my careful eating habits, as mentioned above. I have gone through a full bottle of Tums though, just because they seemed good to eat. And swollen feet and ankles... my feet have only swollen twice so far, and one time was after walking around at a food festival downtown on one of the first hot days of the summer, so it was pretty understandable. Some ladies start experiencing constant swelling by week 25, so I am thankful my feet have remained pretty normal in this desert heat. Finally, if you are like 90% of pregnant women, you get to find out the gender of your baby around 20 weeks. Then you can go crazy buying clothes and decorating the nursery. However, Micah and I are in the rare 10% of couples who do not find out. And our bank account is very thankful! :) Unless Baby Russum decides to come early, I will be back in 10 weeks or so to share details from the third trimester... 24 weeks |Linking up with Baby Talk| ... Read more
Moving…
Y'all, I am the world's worst mover. It's true. I know very few people like moving... the chaos, the expense, the inconvenience. It's not the world's best event, even if you are moving to an awesome new location or a beautiful new home. But me? I hate moving. Completely loathe it. And I am terrible at it. Moving is my weakness. The chaos and disorganization of moving make me freeze. I see piles of stuff and I don't know where to put any of it. I see countless trips to the hardware store and Target, but I don't want to go. While some people move fairly seamlessly, packing up well organized boxes and unpacking them in the corresponding rooms in their new residence... I do nothing. It seriously takes me a month or two to get even halfway settled. Hey new bathroom... So if you haven't caught on yet, we moved this past week. We bought our own house! Hoorah! But I woke up after my first night there and looked around at the piles, and had this terrifying thought... "My baby is due in 11 weeks... I will be full term in 8 weeks... they won't stop labor after 35 weeks..." Because let's be honest... it takes me longer than 11 weeks to move. What am I gonna do, y'all? If anyone super organized or encouraging wants to come over and help me, I am gladly accepting volunteers. And if my sister wants to fly to Arizona from Texas {even though she was just here two weeks ago}, I wouldn't be mad about it. But on the upside... once we get some of the kinks worked out, I think I am going to love our new home. Right now we are having some trouble with the air conditioning not making it to back of the house, which means our bedroom is pretty much a balmy 90 degrees day and night. And our closing got delayed by a week, during which time the pool service stopped and our pool turned green, so we've been busy fighting algae and waiting to finally jump in our pool. We desperately need a new front door and garage door openers, but these are little things. Once we get settled, I think I am going to love our new place and bringing our baby home to it in a few months {"few" sounds better than two and a half months, right?}. I can't wait to swim in you... One of my favorite things about moving is exploring a new neighborhood. Even though we only moved about 7 or 8 miles from our old place, everything changes as far as our daily landscape. Different grocery stores, different bank branch, different coffee stop... I love it all. We live in a really great location where we can get to Old Town Scottsdale super easily {our old stomping grounds from our first year of marriage}. We are near the nice area of Tempe with lots of conveniences, bakeries, cafes and the ol' $2 movie theater! And I can jet down the freeway to Chandler and be at Nordstrom, Nordstrom Rack or the world's best Hobby Lobby in less than ten minutes. Oh, and if we want to get our country on {which we sometimes do} we are a few minutes from some of Mesa's best dance halls and honky tonks. I should also note that Micah and I will both shave 5-15 minutes off our commutes from our new place. Win, win, win! So if you don't hear from me for a while, it's because I'm drowning in boxes or having a breakdown in our extra-large pantry or I delivered my baby and we are living at the hospital because the nursery never got finished... But eventually, we will be settled, right? And this beautiful white kitchen makes it all worth it, right?! This is the little lake in our community. Someday, when it's not 118 degrees, I might walk or jog around it... ... Read more
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