3D ultrasound + passed my 1 hour glucose test!

I had 3 visits scheduled at my doctors' office today: 28 week prenatal check up, 1 hour glucose test and lab, and a 3D ultrasound. It was so exciting to get to see our little girl again, especially now that her features are more fully developed! She kept wanting to cover up her face with her hands, but we managed to get a couple of pretty good pictures.

Week 28: Third trimester pajama party!

 All credit for these images goes to my favorite husband, +Javier Garcia. Miss Beatrice was much obliged to join in on the photoshoot fun this week as well!

26 weeks...

As we conclude the second trimester, I have been griping day in and day out about how heavy my uterus feels. Fortunately, I have a job where I can lay in bed or sit on the couch all day, so I really can't complain too much. It's still hard to believe that a week from today, we'll be just 3 months away from our estimated due date of July 19th!

Felipe's college friend Pat came to visit from Columbus this weekend. We grilled out last night (chicken, burgers, and hot dogs -- mmmm!), after buying delicious ice cream from the ice cream shop in our backyard, of course. We started today with homemade sausage gravy and not-so-homemade biscuits, then we drove to Oberlin where we got coffee, walked around the square, bought a couple of poetry books for Felipe in honor of poetry month, and had a fantastic dinner at The Feve. Seriously, their Buffalo Shishkawouk (sp?) with masochistic sauce is divine. On our adventure, I sported these not so attractive but insanely comfortable Crocs, which I found for $11 at Burlington a few weeks ago and decided were the answer to all of my pregnant woman woes. It's basically like a foot massage all day when I have them on.

I would write more, but it's getting late and my husband is going to read me a poem he wrote for poetry month, so I'd better not.

✓ 25 Weeks

Ivory is growing rapidly! We are getting more excited and nervous as each day passes, so anxious to meet our little sweetheart but worried about having everything ready for her.

I went to the doctor yesterday after calling in to tell them I was having what felt like menstrual cramping and intense pressure during urination. To my surprise upon entering the office, a nurse informed me that I was about to have a catheter inserted, in order to obtain a sterile urine sample. She reassured me that I "wouldn't feel a thing other than a little pressure," so while I trembled on the examination table, she tried for about a minute to poke me with that little straw, apologizing over and over that she just couldn't get it to go in. Finally, she gave up and went to get another nurse, who came in and instantly succeeded in her insertion, while I cried like a baby and longed for my husband to be there, growling at them for me.

After they had stripped me of all my dignity, they sent in the doctor, who was shocked by how "red and irritated" I looked, which he apparently thought indicated infection, but was really just because his nurses has just mutilated me like... well, like a pregnant woman getting a catheter, I guess. So he proceeded with a few more extremely uncomfortable procedures, including checking that my cervix was still closed (it was - yay!) while trying to make chit chat as usual, for which I was in no mood. And after all that, the tests came back negative for infection, and it turns out I was just on the verge of dehydration!

Dehydration, you say? That makes sense, since I went to the bathroom 7 times last night and probably lost a gallon of water each time. Turns out I'll have to keep an aquarium beside my bed now, so that I can hop in and swallow the liquids lost on each of those nighttime ventures and avoid anymore painful doctor's visits. Or a water bottle, whichever.