28 Weeks: Lost Track of Time

I’m a little late with my post this week. But if you’re wondering if you’ve read my 28-week post before, well, you haven’t—but you may have thought you did, thanks to my original post title last week. I’m just an idiot.

I posted about entering third trimester and all of that fun stuff, and then the following week, as Tuesday was approaching and I was getting ready to turn another week more pregnant, I happened to look at my pregnancy app on my phone… and noticed that it said “27 weeks, 6 days pregnant.” Whaaaat? I thought that I was on my way to being 29 weeks pregnant, not 28. It was then that I realized that I had inadvertently skipped a week.

It’s a tell-tale sign of a second pregnancy, I must say. Because hell, when I was pregnant with Nora, I read those pregnancy update emails from Baby Center and The Bump religiously, and could’ve told you—without hesitation—at any given time exactly how pregnant I was. Now, I look at the weekly updates on my app only once every few (several?) weeks. And clearly I can be wrong about where I’m at in the pregnancy. Whoops.

Anyway, all of that to say that now I’m REALLY 28 weeks pregnant (actually, almost 29 now, but shhhhh) so here is the 28 weeks pregnant post. And last week’s post title has been corrected to 27 weeks. *sigh* Moving on…

28 Weeks Pregnant

Not a whole lot to report at the moment, actually. I did go last week to take my glucose test, and I didn’t hear anything from my doctor’s office, so I’m assuming all turned out OK. Thankfully.

Nora is HILARIOUS right now. This week, she randomly started saying that she has a baby in her tummy, too, and now there is no convincing her otherwise. She has also been repeatedly telling us that she is having a baby BROTHER, but then when we ask if it’s a boy or a girl… she’ll say girl. So the lines are a little crossed there, I’m not sure what to think. ;) Today she also told me that when the baby gets bigger it is going to come out [of my belly] and play with her. And we had a long discussion about all of the baby things she’ll be able to help me with, and all of the things she’s going to teach the baby. So freaking cute, I can’t even stand it.

Physically… I’ve started feeling some heartburn symptoms already, which I am less than thrilled about. It’s actually been better the last few days but there were a couple of days within the past week when I was in some pretty serious discomfort at times. I remember all too well the feeling from when I was pregnant with Nora—when, toward the end, the simple act of bending over to tie my shoes or pick up something from the floor resulted in vomit up in the back of my throat. THRILLING, I tell you. Anyway, it’s nowhere near that bad (yet) but I’m guessing I’m soon going to be suffering yet again.

Projects… still working on finishing up the kids’/guest bath. Just finishing touches now, but of course it has taken longer than anticipated (as usual). I’m trying to focus on one thing at a time, but my mind is now traveling to the nursery and prepping for baby, which is what I’d really like to be doing now. Approximately 12 more weeks… plenty of time left, right? But I do think we’ve finally landed on a color scheme and a plan, so that’s good. Just need to start executing now. More on that in the coming weeks.

I also took my list of things that we need to buy new for baby #2 (again, not a lot) and put them on a baby registry. Not because I’m having a shower (I’m not) and not because I expect people to buy us gifts (I don’t), but to serve as more of a checklist for ourselves. Plus, hey, I’ll take the awesome registry completion coupons at the end, haha!

I realize I’ve been slacking on things like filling out paperwork with my HR department and determining how to pay for my benefits while I’m out on leave (I can pay my premiums in advance, when I get back, over time, in one lump sum, etc.) so I need to figure that out. And my doctor’s office has asked me about the hospital pre-registration paperwork like three times now, so I should probably go ahead and get that done, too, eh?

I know 12 weeks is a long time, but then… it’s really not. That’s starting to hit me now.