you are now entering…the THIRD TRIMESTER

While it seems like I’ve been pregnant forEVER, officially it’s been 28 weeks.

That’s right.  The third trimester is starting, people.

In the past four weeks I have found out that my placenta has moved nicely with my uterus growth (YAY!), my glucose test came back negative (YAY!), and Charlie is already gaining ahead of schedule and is around 3lbs (O_O).

So let’s compare my pregnancy this time with that of last time, shall we?

Pregnant with Eddie around 28 Weeks


28 weeks with Charlie. No make up. No hair done. Just me and mah belly.

Other than liking my hair better then than now, and weighing less then than now, physically I think things are pretty close to the same.

Eddie was a mover and a shaker, but had NOTHING on the stylings of Mr. Charlie in there.  Some days I think he is in there moving furniture…er…organs around.

I also had annoying reflux with Eddie, but it was nothing Tums couldn’t solve…albeit a LOT of Tums.  Charlie likes to give me reflux that makes me throw up.  Awesome.  Tums actually makes it worse because this time around I can’t stand the taste (probably because I had to eat so many with Eddie).  So I have been eating lots of apples and ice cream. It works, trust me.

My rough calculations say that I have gained about 9 pounds with this pregnancy so far, which is about the same as with Eddie.

This pregnancy has been rougher than Eddie’s though.

I think it’s because when I got pregnant with Eddie I was eating pretty good and exercising regularly.  In fact, I had been losing a lot of excess weight when I got pregnant.  Plus I continued with the good eating and exercise all the way up to the 9th month when the BH contractions just wouldn’t let me walk, let alone jog.

This time I was not in any way doing any exercise when I got pregnant and was carrying extra week after a couple years of depression and antidepressants and birth control issues and just not working out.  Then my placenta was low and I had to refrain from any extra activity. I’ve been doing well on my eating, but I feel like a lump of blah.

Plus last time I wasn’t chasing a two and a half year old, so there’s that.

And of course I HAD to open my big yap and brag about how I never got sick when I was pregnant with Eddie.  And now I am on my second terrible cold of this pregnancy.

But really it could all be worse.

I think my favorite part of this pregnancy is how much Eddie talks about Baby Char-wee.

He loves to point out “mommy’s big tummy have baby Char-wee in it.”

We talk about his new big boy room (especially now that our family so very generously bought all his furniture for it) and how Charlie will get his old room.

He tells me how he is going to share his toys and read books to Charlie.

He pats my tummy and says, “how is Char-wee?”

It’s hard for me to believe I only have about 9 more weeks of work and 10 more weeks until baby.

Am I prepared?

No.  I don’t think you can ever be totally ready.

Am I excited?

Yes.  So very much so.

Prepared or not, I am ready.  I am ready to meet this new little guy.