*the above slideshow are photos that I took during my belly casting*

What a great way to remember my last pregnancy. I discovered belly casting just after I gave birth to my first born son and knew that I wanted to have a belly cast done if/when I got pregnant again. I ordered the Pregnancy Belly Cast Kit a couple of weeks ago just to be sure that it would be here in time to do it. Ideal time to make a belly cast is around your 36 week of pregnancy. Waiting longer than that is risky due to the fact that you could go into labor at anytime.

My mother said that it was easy to apply the cast, although a bit messy as expected. To prevent the cast from sticking too much to your skin you slather the area to be cast with vaseline. Even though we had vaseline on, the cast still pulled at the tiny hairs on my body much like a bandaide. I was scared that it wouldn’t come off. But as the cast dries it lifts off of you. Removal is easy, much like snatching a bandaide from your skin.

Once we have the cast completely dried and hung on the wall I’ll take another photo to show you the finished product. I’m loving my pregnancy keepsake. I recommend that other pregnant woman have this done, especially if they know that this going to be their last pregnancy [like me]. Let me know if you have any questions about the process.

*click the above scrap page to view my pregnancy scraplog*

Here are some more photos from our belly casting session…

Belly Cast Photo 1
Belly Cast Photo 2
Belly Cast Photo 3
Belly Cast Photo 4

In other news, I had yet another doctor’s appointment today. I am now topping the scales at….181 lbs!!!! Sheesh. I gained 4 lbs in two weeks. That is 2 lbs a week. At this rate I will be right around the same weight that I was when I gave birth to my first child, which is 187 lbs. The did a routine pelvic exam and the doctor told me that my cervix is about a fingertip open. He told me not to leave town just in case I go into labor early. I will now go to the doctor every week until I give birth.

I can’t believe how close this is getting and how REAL!

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35 weeks…35 WEEKS! Ahhh, that means that I’ve got only 5 weeks left to prepare for the bean to come home. I’ve really gotten nesty over the last week or so. I’ve washed and sorted all of the the baby clothes that we have bought over the months as well as started to put the baby’s room together. I have 5 million bottles left to wash and a middle name to pick out. At the beginning of the pregnancy I didn’t think this day would ever come. This has been what seems to be the longest pregnancy ever. But now that I have the clock ticking down and just 5 weeks left to go, I feel rushed and anxious. We pretty much have everything bought that we need to buy with the exception of diapers and formula, but those can wait till the last couple of weeks. I doubt I’ll be having a baby shower this time because with my first child no one showed up when I threw one so I’m basically not going to bother with baby #2. I just don’t feel like going through that again.

Back pain, oh the back pain is unbareable. I’ve never had such bad back pain before in my life. If I lay flat on the floor it is just absolutely excrutiating. You can see in the above photo that my tummy really does stick straight out. I’m sure that that whopping baby of mine has something to do with messing up my sciatic nerve. I just hope that it goes away after the baby is born. I can barely walk at times the pain gets so intense.

Can I really get any bigger? As I look at my stomach I just can’t imagine getting any bigger. But as I look back on past photos in my pregnancy you can really see the belly grown, especially in the last month or so. WOW! I know I’m stretching out further than I did with pnut because I now have some new stretch marks to add to the roadmap that was formerly known as my stomach. I keep telling myself, just 5 more weeks….5 MORE WEEKS!!!

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Well there is one of three things going on with my tummy now. I am either getting new stretch marks *crosses fingers and prays this isn’t true*, have really dry skin due to having to turn the heat back on the last couple of days due to 30 degree temperatures, or I’m beginning to get the “pregnancy rash” that I had during the last week of my pregnancy with pnut. I have a feeling it is a combination of new stretch marks and the heat. It sucks but I’m doomed to have a road map for a stomach for the rest of my life. The “pregnancy rash” usually doesn’t happen until the last week of pregnancy and goes away after you give birth and since I’m 7 weeks or so away that is obviously not the case. I have some red spots on my stomach but I can’t determine if they are fresh stretch marks or irritation from scratching so much. Lotion doesn’t help at all. Nothing helps. I know I shouldn’t scratch but that is like trying not to sneeze, it is just bound to happen.

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I’m not having a baby! I know this may come as a surprise as I have this ever expanding waistband but I’m not having a baby. I mean, I don’t feel like I’m having a baby. Well I do “feel” the affects of growing a baby inside of my tiny body but when I think that there will be a newborn in this house, another little one to take care, in a couple months it just blows my mind. I read all the mommy blogs of women that are becoming mothers for the second time, I see all the newborn babies when I’m out shopping, I even see the room in our house dedicated to the baby fill up with baby crap on a regular basis but I just don’t have that “feeling”. I don’t know what the “feeling” is supposed to entale but I’m sure it has something to do with the realization that I AM IN FACT GOING TO HAVE A BABY! Another little one. Parent of two not one. It just doesn’t seem real.

Reality hasn’t hit me that in just a couple short months I’ll be changing poopy diapers on the regular, battling diaper rash, bottle feeding and cleanings every couple of hours, crying, burping, cooing, milestones, and baby smells will fill this house. I will have to share my precious time with the pnut with another little one. How am I to love another human being as much as I love the pnut? Is it even possible? Will I favor one child more than the other? Will I get short with pnut for not understanding that mommy has another baby to take care of as well?

All these thoughts keep running through my head as I try to imagine my life in a couple of months. I know life is going to change, but how much? Am I selfish to not want life to change? Is it wrong for me to not want to “have” to love another child as much as pnut? Am I the only mother that thinks this way or is this just a pregnancy moment that will soon fade?

I’m emotional this morning if you can’t tell. I had the worst sleep last night so that is why I’m up blogging and crying. I’m going to go take a shower before pnut wakes up for the day, hopefully get my act together. He hates to see me cry. “Wutz wong, mummy?” he would say if he could see me now. “oooohhhh, Saaad?”

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I’ve hit the 33 week mark and feel even more uncomfortable as each day passes. I’ve definately started poking out more [if you look at my 31 wks. pic and my 33 wks. pic you can definately tell the difference]. I’m now rocking a fat face complete with double chin. Things are swelling and expanding. I feel like a blimp. My preggers clothes are even getting to be too small. I’ve resulted to wearing hubby’s shirts and whatever sleep bottoms I can find that will accomidate the belly and the booty. Baby bean has now taken up kicking me in the ribs. Not fun.

I had my first encounter with a belly rubber the other morning whilst eating breakfast at a local restuarant. I was leaving the restuarant and the woman stopped me and started feeling me up. Now I’ve gone 33 weeks without no one rubbing the belly as if I were buddah. I thought I did pretty good. I hope that is my one and only encounter. I despise belly rubbers.

Recent comments on the belly have been:
“Wow, you look like you got a basketball in your shirt!”
“You are having a girl?” Uh, no.
“When are you due?” Next month “Wow, you look like you are going to pop!”
“Any minute now, huh?”

I’m just going to start wearing a sign on my forehead that gives the stats of my pregnancy. I think it would read something like this…

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So I think I’m going to have to stop drinking orange juice all together for the rest of this pregnancy. Why? Well the last 3 times I drank OJ, including last night, it has given me the worst case of heartburn ever! Sheesh. I thought the first couple of times it was because I was sick with the stomach bug. I felt perfectly fine last night when I had a glass and was feeling it for the rest of the night. I was so miserable. It is very hard to sleep with heartburn. So from now until I pop a baby out, no more orange juice.

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Today, I have had the biggest appetite. I just can’t seem to get full. I’ve eaten so much crap today it is rediculous. I’m just soooo hungry. I feel the affects of the day today as I type this post.

On another note the doctor called and said that I have a low iron count so they are putting me on iron supplements. Fun, fun. They called in my prescription and hubby picked it up for me. These things are green….so weird. I must confess that I haven’t been taking my prenatal vitamins religiously like I should have been. But I’m getting better at remembering. It is just so hard to remember to take all these pills and at what times.

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So when we went to pick up the step-kids for the weekend, we also went over to my parents house for supper. We grilled hamburgers and hotdogs. It was lots of fun. Of course after dinner there was desert…ICE CREAM! Who doesn’t love ice cream, pregnant or not. Especially when it is cookies and cream. Yum, yum. I didn’t realize I was sitting the bowl on my stomach like my stomach was the table until hubby started snapping these pictures of me. LOL. Just thought I’d share.

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So I’m officially 32 weeks preggo! Just 8 more weeks to go. Thank goodness. My body is so tired of being distorted…hee hee.

I had to go to the doctor Friday to take my sugar test that I should have taken at 28 weeks pregnant. Oh well, life happens, moving happens, and I just couldn’t get it done then. I personally hate the sugar test. It is such a pain.

First, They make you drink this awful “sweet juice”,

Then, sit around the office twiddling your thumbs for an hour,

and then they take your blood. Not fun if you ask me. The sweet juice wants to make you gag, the waiting is just a pain in itself, and don’t get me started on how much I despise needles. I suppose all went well. I didn’t hear of anything otherwise.

I have another doctors appointment in 2 weeks. I’ll be 34 weeks preggo. Getting closer!

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