Pregnancy Week 27: reality setting in

Next week I will be stepping into the third trimester of this pregnancy and the reality of 1) the due date being just around the corner and 2) things in the world being crazy bananas at the moment is sinking in.

As of now, the May baby shower is still a solid “maybe,” but each passing week makes it seem less and less likely to happen. Since I definitely don’t want to do a virtual baby shower (I am way to awkward to have 40+ people watching just me from their cameras at home), this means that the only other option would be to cancel it all together if COVID-19 concerns and/or shut-downs are still going on in the beginning of May.

Being that this is my first pregnancy, it sucks knowing that I am missing out on this first pregnancy moment even though I know that safety comes first. It also means that D and I will most likely being buying more things for the baby than we had originally planned, since there isn’t a non-tacky way to say “hey, the shower is canceled but feel free to hit up our registry!” lol.

This week I Facetimed with my mom and ended up crying to D after I hung up with her. Because of social distancing, and the fact that my sister and Dad are both living with her and working in jobs that could potentially expose them to the virus, I haven’t seen her (or any of my immediate family) in over a month now.

During our call I showed her my belly and she teared up over not being able to see me and watch my belly grow during my first pregnancy. It made me realize that she was missing out on witnessing something she had been wishing for me for years. It made me realize that I miss my mom and the support of my family during this great big moment in my life.

Even though we talk on the phone every day. Even though we’ll be video chatting more often to fill in the gap of physical distance. It still isn’t the same and it makes me sad.

Other pregnancy-related things that have changed during this time: 1) our tour of the birthing center has been turned into a phone call (better than being canceled all together, so I’ll take it) and 2) as of now, only partners are allowed in the delivery room, meaning my sister won’t be able to be there with me and D as a support. I’m way more bummed about this one and hoping circumstances will change for the better before baby’a arrival date.

I had intended for this post to be more of a summary of week 27 of my pregnancy than a COVID-19 rant but…here we are, lol. Ah well.

**I’ve decided to skip the “lowlights” portion of this week because I think my post was chalk-full of that already. Post-venting, I’d now like to focus on the bright side and leave off on a high note for this week.**


•My bored chef (aka D) making us delicious, extravagant home-cooked meals during our weekend home together.

•Ordering myself a maternity box from Stitchfix as a way to cheer myself up and get ready for spring. It should be arriving in the next couple of weeks! Pictured below, one of the many black and white maternity shirts I currently own. I’m ready for some bright colors for spring!

• We did a 4D ultrasound the other weekend! We got in right in time too, because it was the final day before non-essential businesses had to close all in-person services. I’ll share more pics and details in a later post! Check out that cute face of his!!

See you next week, in the third trimester!

Pregnancy Week 26: social distancing

What a whacky, scary time to be pregnant.

Basically everyone in the world is practicing social distancing and self-quarantining because of COVID-19 aka the Coronavirus.

(Almost) Everything is Closed

Nonessential stores have been closed and restaurants have had to either adapt to offering takeaway and delivery services, or take the risk of being fully closed for an unknown period of time.

All across the maternity chat boards that I follow, pregnant women are facing the real fear of contracting the virus while pregnant.

New + Unknown = Scary

The CDC is currently stating that pregnant women don’t seem to be at an increased risk of complications from the virus, compared to the general population (which is a relief).

But there’s also the fear of the unknown still lingering. As of now, newborns don’t seem to be suffering any marked complications from their mother contracting the virus while pregnant, but I still wonder if there might be something that pops up in these babies as they grow that we just aren’t seeing.

Hopefully not. Hopefully this really is similar to the flu, in that most babies are born free of any complications or defects from it. For now, it seems like time will tell and I’m having my first serious bout of mom-anxiety from it.

A Bad Time for Baby Showers

On a less serious note, a consequence of the virus and the calls for social distancing/quarantining is that large gatherings like baby showers are being canceled left and right.

There are more questions than I can count on the chat boards from moms-to-be who are fretting over whether or not to cancel their showers. Some have already called theirs off, while others are still holding out for hope that mid-April might bring an end to social distancing.

My cousin-in-law has made the call to cancel her April 5th shower because of virus worries, and instead hold a “meet the baby” party a few months after her baby is born.

As of now, my baby shower on May 9th is still on, but that could change if conditions don’t improve.

At the end of the day, not having a shower to celebrate the arrival of our first baby would really suck, but I know it’s not the end of the world (well, hopefully not! Lol).

After all, my health and the health of those I love matters more in the long run than a party. But still, fingers crossed this all clears up soon!

A St. Patrick’s Day spent safe inside

Week: 26

Weight: +30


•people are buying things from our registry

•we’re pretty set on our baby name now


•Coronavirus craziness

•the pregnancy insomnia is still very real

Pregnancy Week 25: the return of Braxton-Hicks

My old friend (nemesis) Braxton-Hicks has come back into town. This week has been filled with moments of stomach tightening and random mild cramps during the day and at night.

Maybe it’s because I’ve been drinking less water lately. Maybe it’s the lack of sleep and working my butt off trying to prepare for this maternity leave. Maybe it’s a full moon.

What I do know is that Braxton-Hicks towards the end of the second trimester seems a lot more nerve wracking than when it was occurring in the first.

Even though I’ve been reassured that having these false contractions in no way mean that I’ll going into preterm labor, my mind can’t help but flash to that thought when the second pang within an hour occurs.

And every time they happen, my thoughts head into preemptive mom guilt territory. I should be resting more. Sleeping better. I’m doing too much. Not exercising enough. I should be doing XYZ. And on, and on, and on…

I probably should be resting more, it’s true. But rest isn’t a very really option right now, with so much to be done and a counting down of the clock. I am doing my best to rest in the small, quiet moments that I can find throughout the day. That will have to do for now.

And water. I’m starting to drink more of that again too.


• baby kicks and flips that I can geel

•people are starting to buy items from our registry and cute baby things are showing up in the mail

•started reading a new book about caring for yourself in the postpartum period



•my buddy Braxton Hicks

•the pregnancy constipation is real and it’s a bummer (and that is my bum pun for the week, ladies and gentlemen *bows gracefully*)

Pregnancy Week 24: Baby is movin’ and groovin’

I am 6 months pregnant this week and baby boy is as active as ever!

I’m feeling his kicks and flips on a daily basis, which has become my daily assurance that things are going “okay” in there.

To make things even more exciting, D felt the baby kick for the first time this Sunday! This happened after two weeks of me consistently shouting for him to come and feel the baby move…and the baby stopping every time he put his hand on my belly. Oops!

It was disappointing for him and frustrating for me. I swear he was moving just two seconds ago! Then I had a thought. What if the reason the baby stopped moving when D put his hand on my belly was due to me talking to D about the baby moving?

Was the sound of my voice causing our little guy to quiet down in there and listen?

It came to my attention that most of the times I had felt the baby kick strongly, I was sitting down and not speaking to anyone. Coincidence? Maybe. Or maybe not.

So this past Sunday night I decided on a plan to test out my “my baby is such a good listener he must be quieting down to listen to his mama speak” theory. While D and I were hanging out, watching The Office and playing Jenga, the baby started kicking around.

These kicks were the real deal and I could feel the pokes making their way to the surface of my belly.

Frantically, like a silent psychopath, I began waving my arms at D and making quiet snapping motions with my fingers. He must have thought I was trying to distract him from his next move in Jenga, because the man paid me no mind.

“Psst,” I whispered, “psst! Come feel, quick! The baby is kicking!”

I was nervous that even the whisper may have been too loud, as D quickly laid his hand across my stomach.

Then it happened. One big, strong kick from baby to daddy.

D’s eyes lit up in surprise and then he let out a happy laugh.

“That was a big one,” he beamed, “I’ve never felt even the smallest kick from him before, but he kicked me really hard! Oh my god!”

It was a such a great moment.

As a side note: what are the chances that baby boy’s in utero tendency to stop what he’s doing and listen to his mama will continue when he’s outside of the womb and well into his teenage years? High? Slim to none? Ahh well, I’ll enjoy this while it lasts at least!

There’s a little kicker in here somewhere!


•D feeling the baby kick!

•I got a free chocolate croissant at Starbucks for being pregnant (I could get used to that perk!)

•3 months now until we meet our baby


•I know I say this almost every week, but man my GERD is a real lowlight

•What is sleep? Insomnia has been crazy this week.

Week 23: (Unintentional) Belly Shirts

Week 23 of pregnancy means even the loosest pre-pregnancy shirts are holding on for dear life now.

I have reached the point in my pregnancy where even my loosest pre-maternity tops are holding onto dear life against my burgeoning baby bump.

Yesterday, in an early morning rush out the door, I threw on a (once loose) long sleeved shirt with a pair of leggings. Sure, the shirt felt a bit more snug than usual, but I shrugged it off because it had fit me fine the week before.

Well. As it turns out, this week is very different than the week before.

When I finally got around to looking in a mirror, I realized that there was about one inch of tummy peaking out from between my shirt and my leggings. An inch that no amount of pulling or tugging on my clothes could cover up.

I had inadvertently gone out of the house this morning looking like Backwoods Barbie: pregnant and in a belly shirt (with Uggs).

Oy. Not my best fashion moment lol

Needless to say, if you catch me in the maternity section of a Target this weekend, you know why I’m there.

“It’s all fun and games until your pants don’t fit.”


• feeling the baby move will always be a highlight

• almost getting my reflux under control (hopefully by the end of the week?)

• we are almost 100% on a baby name


• a not-so-fun our of breath feeling after big meals

•weird upper abdominal pain when bloated, which I think could be from my hiatal hernia? Not fun

Week 22: One Chunky Baby!

Week 22 still has me in awe of the fact that I can now refer to the baby as a “him” instead of the gender-neutral “they,” thanks to his anatomy scan ultrasound this past Friday.

After months of being convinced I was having a girl, the realization that my “mother’s intuition” needs a little fine-tuning came in the form of a teeny weenie being pointed out on a doctor’s monitor!

We also got told that our little guy is measuring slightly big for his gestational age, at 1.3 lbs. So he’s a little chunker already!

Our baby boy!

We are over-the-moon excited to welcome our sweet baby boy to this world in June. And I’m finally able to shop my heart out for cute, non-gray scale, baby outfits. Thank god!

How I’m feeling this week

Round. My belly has definitely popped. Great for cute maternity pics. Not so great for my reflux and GERD. I feel like my stomach is getting pushed up higher and higher to make room for baby (which I think it actually is), making any reflux-related inflammation feel even more pronounced.

Also, sad. My uncle passed away this Sunday and my aunt (his wife) has just been placed into hospice care. With my uncle’s funeral and burial this weekend, and my aunt possibly passing any day, it has been an emotional week. I’ve been trying my best to think positive, as I’m worried that so much crying and cortisol could have a negative effect on the baby. But also, sad is sad and this really sucks.


•the baby’s gender reveal brunch

•lots of movement from the baby!

•Actually SEEING my stomach move from the baby once this week


• reflux and GERD, per usual

•as the belly grows, it’s starting to get harder to get comfortable

Our Gender Reveal for Baby Winters

After finding out the gender with our doctor on Valentine’s Day, D and I hosted a small brunch for our family to share the exciting news.

*Skip to the bottom to find out baby’s gender! Or read through for a rundown on the party menu and decorations.*

(Our immediate family turned out to be almost 20 people, so maybe “small” isn’t that accurate. A smallish brunch for immediate family.)

I know the internet’s opinion on gender reveals is pretty divided, so I was worried that some of my family might look at this as me being “extra.” Thankfully, if they had any unkind opinions about it beforehand, they kept it to themselves .

It turned out to be a really nice afternoon spent with family and lots of good food. And it was the first real celebration of the baby, so it felt like a really special moment to share with everyone.

Below are some of the details for our gender reveal brunch:

The Menu

  • Assorted bagels
  • Bagel toppings: cream cheese, butter, smoked salmon, capers, lemon wedges, pickles and onions
  • Cheese platter with jam and crackers
  • Cold filet mignon with a creamy dill sauce
  • Fruit platter with fruit dip
  • Tres Leche cake (for the reveal)
  • Assorted juices and coffee

When your boyfriend is a former chef, the bagel spread gets a little fancy

The decorations

I tried to go low-key with the decorations, while still having some fun. D’s constant reminders to not go overboard were a helpful reminder because I was planning on going WAY harder on the pink and blue accessories. But hey, I love a good theme!

Not pictured: pink and blue balloons arranged throughout the house, gender reveal themed plates, cups, and napkins.

The Big Reveal!

It’s a…

Boy!!!!!!!! 😀

Week 21: Anatomy scan week

The moment that D and I have been waiting for since we found out that we couldn’t find out the gender via blood test is almost here!

This Friday we’ll be going for an anatomy scan ultrasound to check on all of the baby’s organs and we’ll get to find out the gender as well.

I feel like a little kid counting down the days until Christmas morning. The week can not go by fast enough for me!

How I feel

I feel pretty tired this week. I think my belly is starting to get to the size where, after a big meal, I feel out of breath. And bending down is starting to feel awkward.

Speaking of awkward…man, am I CLUMSY lately. I have been dropping and knocking over things left and right, much to D’s amusement! I can only imagine this getting worse as I get bigger. Pray for the breakable object around me because they don’t stand a chance!

I took this photo on Sunday right before D and I went for a walk around the mall “like old people do” (his words) so that I could get in some exercise without going to the gym. Hey, when it’s freezing outside, you have to improvise!

Highlights and Lowlights

Highlights: feeling the baby move regularly throughout the day now, got some comfy maternity bras, we find out the gender this week!!

Lowlights: have turned into a human wrecking ball because of my newfound clumsiness, weird sharp back pains, can no longer button my coat due to the bump being quite bumpin’.

I think that will probably be it in terms of post for this week. I’ve got tons of writing work on my plate and a family gender reveal party to get ready for. Plus life in general. But I’ll be back next week to share our baby’s gender and all about the reveal!