Weekend Recap

Friday morning I had my 26 week check-up appointment (even though I was actually 27 weeks), which some of you recently preggars girls may remember is the dreaded glucose screening test appointment. I had heard both sides - some people said it wasn't that bad, while others said it was awful and they nearly passed out. I didn't know what to expect, but suffice it to say, I wasn't looking forward to it very much.

So when the time came for it, I said "Bottoms Up!" and just chugged it down quickly and hoped for the best. To my delight, I actually thought it tasted good! Just like a very sweet Hawaiian Punch! And as I waited the 1 hour before they drew blood, I was happy to feel absolutely no nausea or sickness from downing the sugary concoction. Shame on me for thinking I was in the clear...

The lab person who drew my blood seemed to be a bit in a hurry. I should have said something when she jabbed my arm, but I just stared off in the other direction like everything was hunky dory. It immediately hurt and the whole time she was drawing blood I was squirming and crying (only on the inside...on the outside, I was cool as a cucumber -- I have this weird complex at the doctor's office that I have to be a pillar of strength that can handle anything for my baby girl! Anyone else do this? I hope this comes in handy when I'm having contractions...) Anyway, it was no surprise to me when this showed up the next day.

If I had known I would end up with a bruise this bad, I might have gone easier on myself on the drive home from the doctor's office. Instead, I fought hard against my tears and repeated to myself things like, "Toughen up, Emily. Don't be a baby! You've got to be strong - you're a mom now!" (Okay, so who thinks I'm a total looney tunes now?...Wait, don't answer that.)

The rest of the weekend was pretty good, although it did have it's ups and downs. Friday night we went out to dinner with a new couple that Chris knows through his young professional networking group. They are also expecting their first child, so it was nice to swap pregnancy stories and nursery ideas. Saturday we went to lunch at Hillbilly Tea with Chris's parents and then made a trip to Babies R Us. His parents wanted to buy our mattress for our crib so we could put some sheets on it and make the nursery feel more cozy, but they were out of the mattress we wanted. So we walked around the store and talked about which items would be nice to have as far as strollers, car seats, and bedside sleepers. It was no surprise to me that Chris wanted only the top-of-the-line items for our little Amelia Ryan.

Saturday afternoon I hit up a big sale at Kohl's to look for a warm winter coat to fit over my big ole belly. I walked around the store for a little bit but started feeling hot and kind of queasy so I decided to just forget the shopping trip. And then I made the colossal mistake of going to watch the movie Interstellar with Chris. When you are already feeling nauseous, you don't need to go watch a movie that makes you feel like you are spinning in orbit out in outer space. Needless to say, when we left the (3 HOUR) movie, I thought I was going to pass out or get sick in the parking lot of the theater. I went home and went straight to bed.

I still wasn't feeling 100% on Sunday so we kept the day pretty low key. I attempted to go back to Kohl's for my coat, only to discover that the one coat I had considered buying the day before was no longer on sale. I took that as a sign that it was just not meant to be. Besides Kohl's and grocery shopping, we spent the day lounging around and watching TV. PS - whenever I leave my Snoogle and blankets alone on the couch for 2 seconds, Lucy always pounces on the opportunity to be Queen of Blanket Mountain. Always.

The weekend went by way too fast! Speaking of way too fast, check out my adorable nephew Ryder in his Halloween costume as The Flash.

He's the cutest.

Happy Monday!