Week 30

I’m 30 freaking weeks. What is happening here?  Time is not standing still?  I’ll be at 40 weeks before I know it.  Ack! BabyCenter reports: How your baby's growing: Your baby's about 15.7 inches long now, and he weighs almost 3 pounds (like a head of cabbage). A pint and a half of amniotic fluid surrounds him, but that volume will decrease as he gets bigger and takes up more room in your uterus. 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. (Normal adult vision is 20/20.)

I’ve been making a conscience effort to eliminate TV for EM during and limiting it on the weekends.  We received some preschool workbooks from a friend that he LOVES.  We do a Lesson or 2 from that each night.  Then we do some sort of play – puzzles, blocks, play-doh … The other night I was getting in my I’m-going-to-lose-this-baby-weight-soon-as-the-baby-comes-out mode and was watching some exercise videos on Youtube.  Emerson walks by and catches a glimpse of what the lady was doing and wanted to do the exercises.  Sooooo, we get down on the floor and start doing the exercises (I thought my leg was going to fall off and take half my bottom with it – This after doing the exercise for 3 minutes).  I suggested we do some yoga instead and practice deep breathing.  He looked at me like I was crazy, but obliged for like 2 minutes.  J  Then I said, “OK, that’s enough.  Time to get ready for bed.”  EM said, “I want a hug.” – loose translation – “I don’t want to go to bed.”  Which turned into a tickling match, which turned into a jump on mommy any way I can while avoiding the belly. LOL.  I tried for like 10 minutes to get up and he kept tickling me and jumping on me.  I finally won a round of tickling and was able to get up and escape while he was recovering.  Geesh!

Yesterday morning, I was getting ready for work.  I was leaned over looking in the mirror putting on eyeliner.  I subconsciously sucked in my belly and felt it firm up.  In the next minute I was thinking in my head, man that work out from last night (the 3 minutes of leg work with EM) really tightened up my abs.  Then I glanced down to look at my abs of steel.  They were taut and firm, but far flat or washboard-like.  I had to laugh at myself.  J 

Babylove #2 was breech at my last doctor’s appointment.   I’m not worried.  Dude thinks he’s in the circus and is always in there doing flips and jumps.  I think he was head down most of this week, but I’m sure he’ll move into some other position by the time of my next appointment.  ;)  I love watching my belly and seeing undulate and pulse from whatever it is he’s doing in there.   EM felt his brother move for the first time too.  EM looked at me like “what in the world?”  Now most of the time when EM comes around Babylove#2 calms down from acrobatics and gets very mellow.  I can’t wait for the two to meet face to face.   I take that back, I can wait a couple more months, but I am looking forward to the two of them meeting each other.

We are slowly getting everything together for Babylove#2.  I saved a lot of stuff from EM, however, all that stuff is in the States.  Moonpie and my friends have been great to go over to our house, riffle through all our mess in the basement and find baby gear and clothes and ship them over.  Now, if I can just get Customs to release my 50 bazillion boxes of baby stuff we’ll be in business.  I love looking at al EM’s old stuff and remembering him when he was that size.  Man, he’s changed so much.  He’s always asking me, “Why you keep watching me?”  I tell him I’m trying to get an image imprinted in my brain of how amazing he is at this very moment.

NATIONAL SPORTS DAY

Tomorrow is February 14th.  I have in my mind visions of what the day should involve.  Flowers.  Hearts. Cookies. Flowers. Chocolate. Flowers. Alas, over here there will be no flowers, no chocolate (I might sneak in some cookies).  In our little country, tomorrow is SPORTS DAY.  Being a health nerdy nut, I love it.  Getting folks up an moving is a great initiative.  So I will trade my chocolate covered hearts for a sand covered football (soccer ball).  Most businesses will be closed tomorrow to encourage people to get outside and get moving.  Nursery is one of the businesses that will be closed tomorrow.  However, they couldn't pass up the opportunity to educate the kiddies on the importance of physical activity.  They celebrated Sports Day today.

28 Weeks

What a week!!!!

Last Thursday EM was very sick.  He had fever (103.7 F) and tummy upset.  :(  I picked him up from school and deposited him on the sofa.  There he stayed.  I watched him non-stop.  I tried to just be near him and read a book or do work online.  But I was too consumed with him mentally.  I couldn't concentrate on anything.  My baby was sick. I didn't want to take him to the doctor (for reasons we won't get into), so I drugged him with a fever reducer ever 6 hours and kept him hydrated.  But by 10:30 he was still holding on to that fever (it had come and gone and come again throughout the day).  I watched him overnight, plotted my route to the hospital, and prayed!  His fever broke over night.  Around 2:30 AM.  By the time he woke he was ready to get into everything.  I'm like, "Hold up, little dude.  Go sit your tail down somewhere."  He wasn't pleased and neither was the rest of the house.  We watched all four versions of Shrek and Cars I & II several times the rest of the weekend.  But I wasn't about to have my little munchkin getting sick again.   I'm so thankful that he doesn't get sick often and when he does, it usually is very short lived.  I think this illness was due to the cool temps, heavy sand storms and very low humidity.  Every one around here has a story about their kids (or them) being sick this month.  
EM has entered into the picky eater phase.  I don't like it one bit.  If he stays with me long enough I can get him to eat good stuff, but most of the time, he'll put the fork to his lips (with the lips closed), put the fork down and report, I don't like it.  He asks me to feed him, which I refuse to do.  He'll feed himself when's hungry.  So I'm not really worried, I just don't like the idea of wasting time that we could be spending together doing something else.

EM is really diggin' this Big Brother roll.  He is constantly hugging and kissing the bump.  :)  Unfortunately a the mood will strike him in the middle of the grocery store and he'll pull up my shirt and declare, "I want to kiss my brover."  Not really the best situation is a conservative country.   LOL  I try to convince him that he's brother gets cold when we leave the house, so we have to make sure to keep him covered when we go out.  Usually, that will work.  :)  I really hope these good feelings last, but I'm not going to be delusional about the whole thing. 

Babylove #2 is doing well.  Lots of kicks and a few jabs.  I'm feeling good and can't complain about a thing.  I'm finally to the point where I can look in the mirror at my fabulous shape and be delighted.  It's amazing what's going on in there.  It's even more amazing to know that everything that was in there before is still in there with the baby. 

From BabyCenter.com
By this week, your baby weighs two and a quarter pounds (like a Chinese cabbage) and measures 14.8 inches from the top of his head to his heels. He can blink his eyes, which now sport lashes. With his eyesight developing, he may be able to see the light that filters in through your womb. He's also developing billions of neurons in her brain and adding more body fat in preparation for life in the outside world.

I keep forgetting my camera - pictures to come soon.  ;)