30 Weeks

Did I ever mention I love free stuff? I think my mom turned me onto free offers when I was a kid. She would collect the cereal box tops and send them in for what ever little gadget was on offer. Fun! Now that I am older I appreciate this even more. Getting mail that isn't a bill is always great news.

So when I first found out I was pregnant I searched out for websites with free information. Was I ever surprised when I had to sift through thousands of sites to settle on a few that were to my liking. In the process I found Nestle Baby...Not only did I find information, but a free offer for expectant moms. My package arrived a couple of days ago. I had almost forgotten about it.

This is the stuff I got :


Although I do plan on breast feeding I think it might be a good idea to have a back up plan. And I cannot resist free stuff :) Also, if I don't end up using the formula I will donate it to the food bank. It doesn't expire until over a year after my baby is due.

At 30 weeks pregnant the discomforts are really starting to kick in (so to speak). Trying to get comfortable and stay comfortable in bed is nearly impossible. When I do finally find a position I am forced to get up and visit the bathroom. The little guy's kicks and punches are stronger now. I feel like my whole being is vibrating from him sometimes.

My left foot is permanently swollen to different degrees during the day. I can no longer wear my sandals. The strap just won't go around my ankle. My right foot is fine. Maybe slightly swollen, but compared to the left it looks normal. Go figure!

Acid reflux and heartburn persist even with my continued use of TUMS.

With ten weeks (approx.) to go, will I miss being pregnant? I think I will. Knowing exactly where my little guy is. His reassure kicks and nudges telling me everything's alright. My protruding belly, which the site of seems to make people smile. (Luckily, no one has tried to touch it!) I think it looks cute and I'm enjoying it, even if it gives me that "plumber-look" in certain outfits.

My greatest frustration seems to be that I can't/shouldn't do certain things that my control-freak side needs to do.

These past few days we moved the computers from what will be the baby's room to the basement. Or rather Hubby moved them, I supervised and carried the light stuff. And just doing that was exhausting. It has taken me three days to sort everything out that I would have normally had done right away.

The crib will eventually go against this wall:


Thankfully it is almost done. Hubby did a wonderful job allowing me to boss him around (joke! Sort of...) and he moved the heavy stuff without help and only one bruised knee.

Working on the computer down here almost feels like we've gone back in time to when we first moved in together and lived in the basement. I am so glad we aren't confined to this area anymore. Its too dark for everyday living for me. However, I am glad that we are able to expand on our living space so that the baby can have his own space - even though I am sure he will remain within arms reach of mommy for the first little while.