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So of course we’re inundated as pregnant women with information about what to do, what not to do, what to eat, what not to eat, etc… because in the ever wise words of the “Pregnant Chicken” when you get pregnant your brain falls out of your ass and you can’t think anymore.

All that being said, I have still wondered and looked outside of myself for advice about how much I really should be eating at this point, in the spirit of Thanksgiving tomorrow. It is a very strange feeling beacuse I have never had food issues and have never in my life wondered about eating. When I was hungry, I ate. When I felt I was eating too much, I stopped. And I certainly figured out that once I headed north of 25 my caloric intake needed to be adjusted. Lower.

I don’t eat junk, but I’m not exactly a food saint, either. Example: no McDonald’s but for your consideration, see “The Chief” burger at Sapsuckers. A few weeks ago I felt like I could have eaten four of those bastards. Of course I didn’t. And no oreos, candy bars, processed crap, but black and white cookies from Copenhagen Bakery? OMFG. It was buy one get one free last week which I think I mentioned. What could I do?

Nonetheless, I really haven’t been eating too much more than prepreg. And honestly the cookie calories are probably just subbing in for my vodka tonics (did I mention I miss you?) So I did some internet sleuthing and came across a site that had a calorie calculator for pregnant women. You plug in your age, pre pregnancy weight, height, and exercise frequency. According to them at 38 years old, five foot nine, 150 lbs and daily exercise, I should be eating 2620 calories a day in my second trimester. WHAT? And go up to 2810 in my third trimester. Um, I’m not planning on trying out for the defensive line of the New York Giants, so that seems like a lot of calories.

I was pretty much under the assumption that 1500 a day was pretty good for me, and now I’d just tack an extra 300 onto that with the pregnancy. I’m not sure what to make of this. I may get up to that number tomorrow with turkey and pie, but normally¬† I would never get close. And I’m not buying this “packing on fat” for the baby and afterward (for bfing). This would be more plausible if we were back in the stone age and birth/child rearing meant a woman would be sequestered away and unable to hunt/forage/etc…and eating was much less frequent than it is today (read:not 3x daily and certainly not as calorie dense). So having fat stores would be a matter of life and death. Today in comparison all food is “fast food” and this doesn’t seem necessary anymore.

So I’m just as confused as when I started. But I’m not sweating it. I’ll eat when I feel I need to. And I’m certainly not holding back tomorrow, although we’re going to my in laws and I am seriously going to miss my mother’s stuffing. It’s just a classic bread stuffing that she uses Bell’s Seasoning in, but the smell of those onions and celery sauteeing in butter early on Thanksgiving morning is almost better than bacon.

Almost.

I hope she saves me some!

M

I was 20 weeks last Friday, and all is going very smoothly all things considered. I had a checkup on Halloween where my blood pressure was slightly elevated (135/78) so my midwife wanted me to come back a week later and re check it.

Naturally this sent me, a normally sane person, into a state of meta-panic. I crawled into bed and laid there like a sloth, worrying that I had pre eclampsia, and I’m pretty sure gave myself a headache by worrying that either my head was going to pop off, the baby was going to detach, or both simultaneously.

Dan actually left work ON TIME and got home at 5:30. It was amazing to think that if he got to leave on time each night he’d actually be home at that hour regularly. He was a great source of comfort and as usual reminded me that I’m not a 1,000 years old and I probably just had a bad day or maybe something I ate or whatever.

Of course when I returned to the midwife a week later my bp was 118/70 and I felt like a total a-hole for getting everyone around me all riled up. Unfortunate side effect is that I am no longer able to imitate a bed ridden walrus and we can no longer subsist on take out each night.

This Friday is our big 20 week sonogram. We’re not finding out the sex, so I’ll have to let them know ahead of time to not spill the beans. I’m still in between wearing my regular pants and my H and M maternity jeans which are awesome. It really sucks that you can’t order¬† from H and M online here in the states. WTF?

We also had a great weekend of moving crap. I went from bedridden bp patient to heavy lifter. Well, not really, but I did help. We had to take off the soft top on my jeep and put the hard top on. And yes, I am driving a 2 door Wrangler, even after Baby Basmati comes so suck it. Then we moved all the crap (most of it anyways) out of the nursery room and into the office, which for a few days after closely resembled some kind of post apocalyptic furniture thunderdome.

Did you know that Benjamin Moore makes about eleventy million shades of green and if you’re not already insane from being pregnant you can nearly drive yourself to that point by trying to figure out what color will be perfect for your gender neutral nursery. (BTW go to the Benjamin Moore website and register yourself and you’ll get a nice 30% off coupon emailed to you.)

M

PS for anyone who wants to see here’s a really crappy photo of me at 20 weeks 4 days. I can’t really produce a bump, sometimes I think I just look thick. Please disregard any toothpaste spots on my mirror. Yes that is my hair it is hippie long and also not getting cut, along with the jeep.

 

 



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