Bathrooms I have known

When my brother was young, the joke was that he was writing a book on bathrooms, because no matter WHERE we were, Travis needed to go to the bathroom.  I think he was too close to having just been potty trained to tell him to hold it, so off we went, to some of the most squalid bathrooms you ever saw.

Now that I am in my third trimester (and not my "I-just-made-it-official 3rd Trimester," but one all doctors agree with), I've noticed this amazing ability to need to pee.  Three times in an hour isn't unusual.  Maybe it's time for me to write a book.

This means I now get to/have to visit the restroom at establishments that I would otherwise try to AVOID- like the carwash/lube center this morning.  But Drew was using my bladder as a trampoline, and I knew I had to (it was much nicer than I expected).

My office has also take this time to decide to re-do the bathrooms on my floor.  So yesterday I get up from my desk, walk down the hall only to see a "closed" sign on the only bathroom on our floor.  So yesterday I spent a good amount of time on the stairs walking to the 8th or 10th floor to use the bathroom.  I'm counting that as "exercise."

I have also noticed that Target's bathroom is a haven for pregnant women.  Every time I have EVER been in there, the only other patrons are also pregnant women.  This leads me to believe that a disproportionate number of pregnant women shop at Target, but I guess that isn't surprising.

Should I run out of things to write about on this blog, perhaps I'll just start profiling bathrooms in Austin.... you'd still read, right?

Childhood Diseases

I have an amazing ability to get diseases most common in the PK-5th grade set.  I have been tremendously lucky not to have any major medical issues EVER, but it does crack me up that even at 27 I still get strep throat and pink eye with some regularity.

I got them so frequently when I was a kid that I could tell my mom I had either of these two issues, she could call my "pediatrician" (in quotes because I'm pretty sure if I still lived in Houston I might still be seeing him), Dr. Thaller, and without even seeing me he would call in a prescription to the pharmacy.  It was an ideal set up for someone who got strep or pink eye at least 6 times a year.

How I wished for Dr. Thaller when I woke up this morning with my left eye glued shut.  It would have made life so easy to not have to go to the doctor and just get the medicine, but Dr. O'Brien doesn't know me as well as I knew myself.  Even once I was in her office she told me there was a good chance it could be allergies.  Ha.  One quick look had her scrubbing her hands and prescribing an antibiotic ointment.

Now I'm stuck in glasses for the next several days-- the glasses that were never to be seen outside of my house.  If I didn't think I could do significant damage driving sans glasses, I might let vanity take over.  But for now, it's glasses for me.

That's It- Third Trimester

Early on in this pregnancy I decided I was NOT allowed to google anything.  "Does my big toe on my right foot throbbing twice every other Tuesday mean that I'm pregnant?"  I swear, you can find someone who tells you yes, indeed, that happened to her, and she was PREGNANT!  Then, once you find out you are pregnant, things work in reverse.  "Does having no morning sickness mean something is wrong?"  Yep, page after page of people saying they had no morning sickness and something was wrong.  After my first ever panic attack, I stopped using The Google.

But recently I started using it for a pretty benign question- "When does the third trimester start?"  And yet again, I got a variety of different answers.  Some say 25 weeks (37 weeks is full term, minus 12 weeks).  Some say  28 weeks (40 weeks minus 12 weeks).  Today I am 26 weeks and 6 days pregnant, and I am declaring myself to be in the third trimester.  Here's why:

1. It appears my feet have begun to swell.  I WILL NOT let my feet grow, so I'm taking a cue from old Chinese bandaging techniques and wearing pumps every day.  I figure if I don't give them space to grow, they won't.  I might be defeated in that one.
2. It occasionally takes me more than one attempt to get off the couch.
3. Food that is dropped in my lap now finds a nice place to settle on the top of my stomach.
4. I no longer sleep like a baby.  Instead I wake up because I'm being kicked, or my arm is asleep, or my leg cramps up, or I have acid reflux and need to sit up for a bit.  
5. The doctor keeps asking me if I have signed up for babycare/birthing classes.
6. Random strangers, who used to just gawk and wonder if I was pregnant or just fat, now just come out and ask me when I'm due.  (Huge shout out to the lady at Chuy's who told me I was the "cutest pregnant woman she has seen in a long time."  If you are going out on a limb to guess if someone is pregnant, might I suggest that one).

So there, if that doesn't make 3rd trimester, what does?  And Drew is officially due 3 months from today.  Wild.  Can't wait to meet this kid! :)

I DO have a life outside of the baby and the house!

Sometimes I still get out and do some cool stuff.... it's rare, but certainly worth mentioning on the blog when it happens.

Last Friday, the lovely Ashley Gladden accompanied me to the 6th annual Young Women's Alliance fashion show, "Fashion Evolution."  My dear, sweet husband came with me last year when the event was held in a bar on dirty 6th and the models did somersaults down the runway, but since this year it was held at the Driskill and Wilhelminia models were wearing the clothes, I figured it was a better girls night out.  I was so right.

The event raises money for the Young Women's Alliance Foundation, for which I am the VP of Foundation Giving.  Which means the money that Maren Curtis brought in with the event, I get to give away.  Tough gig, but someone has to do it!

I was truly amazed at caliber of this event.  Passed appetizers!  Signature cocktail!  Shopping!  Designers!  It was a great night.  The highlight (for me) was that one of our scholarship recipients for the year was featured and brought on stage after having been dressed by the amazing Rachelle Briton.

Isn't she lovely?  And smart.  And just an all around great girl.  And her name is Lindsey.  But I didn't pick her alone, so there was no naming discrimination here!

It's A Boy-- With a NAME!

It took us saying it for a week or two to really agree that it was right-- his name will be

 Andrew Edward Callegari

 

It's A Boy!

But everyone reading this blog probably already knew that, since we found out almost a month ago.  Is this blog thing ever really going to take off for me?

Yes, a happy, healthy, BIG (measuring about 2 weeks large) little boy.  He was a sight to see on that screen, but cooperated nicely with the sonogram tech.  We got to see and count all the tiny fingers and toes, look at his brain, his heart, his ribs..... looking good!

The best part about the top picture in this post is apparently, based on this picture, he looks EXACTLY like either Rob or I, depending on if the person you are asking knows Rob or I better.  Seriously, we've both had at least 3 people tell us that he looks just like one or the other.  Which I think goes to prove that you see what you want to! :)

We are currently working on names and a nursery.  Seeing as though I am 24 weeks along, it is probably time to get started on both of those things.  I think we *may* have a name, but we'll keep trying it out this week and see if it sticks.

In other news, home remodel is coming along nicely.  Rob and I decided to build some cafe shelves for our dining room, so I think that is the project for the week (my e-decorator Holly told me I am crazy to be doing that at 24 weeks along and she is probably right, but that was the best I could come up with!)

This is for posterity

It occurs to me that I really should get a baby book to start recording/saving some of this stuff. Our first sonogram pictures are just sitting out upstairs, waiting to have something spilled on them. And I started feeling the little one move this week, and I know it won't be long before I completely forget the date that happened!

I started feeling the baby move on Tuesday, June 1 (17w,3d). I had heard that it feels like anything from butterflies to fish swimming to popcorn popping. I didn't experience any part of the butterflies or fish, but went straight to the popcorn. I noticed it even more this week on the days I had some coffee in the morning or after I ate a ton of watermelon (sugar?). Today the little one seems really docile, but I still feel him or her moving around. It is a GREAT feeling! :)