Celebrating Baby at 31 Weeks

I have some really great coworkers. This week they threw me an awesome shower to celebrate Baby Wirth. I was overwhelmed by all the love and support, and feel so blessed to have such wonderful, caring people in my life. Here are a few highlights from the party.

Look at the awesome cake they made.

Games! And they were actually fun.

One more picture before we cut the cake.

Classic.

In case you didn't get the point already, our nursery theme is whales.

Look what they got us!

Time to sign up for my first post-baby half marathon!

Breakdown

How do I feel?
Despite all the negative third trimester pregnancy symptoms I previously mentioned, I feel exceptionally well. The thing is, feeling like crap has become the norm. Even though I am most likely attempting to keep my food down, or endeavoring to make my legs move without peeing my pants, I am still able to go about my daily business. Coping with everything gets easier over time, and I continue to grow more comfortable (and less clumsy) in my new body. Even though I am unable to do any aerobic activities (like jazzercise), I am still able to waddle around the neighborhood with Willow and Jeff, and for that I am grateful.

Weight gain?
I'm guessing around 20 lbs.

Food cravings?
I could eat pumpkin bread every day of the week, but I feel that way when I'm not pregnant. I did smell bacon when I was walking into work this morning and really wanted some, but who isn't distracted by the smell of cooking bacon? In conclusion, no pregnancy cravings this week.

Food aversions?
I am actually glad I've had such bad reactions to disgusting, greasy foods in the last few weeks. I have been eating much better since then.  

Sleep?
Been doing okay in this department. Jeff gave me permission to use a reading light when I wake up in the middle of the night. Now the hardest part of my nighttime experience is clumsily rolling out of bed when it's time to wake up - it's definitely a process that would make a funny youtube video.

Movement?
LOTS of kicking in my right ribcage.

Stretch marks?
Not yet.

Bellybutton?
Innie.

Gender?
Man package.

What have I learned?
I was driving down the road the other day and started thinking about Vanilla Bean Frappuccinos. I said (out loud) to myself, "I should stop and get one." Then, I got to thinking about how my pregnancy is swiftly coming to a close. Soon I will not have an excuse to justify all my crazy junk food runs. In lieu of stopping at Starbucks or making myself hot chocolate, I decided to have a cup of herbal tea instead. I have to start building back good habits sometime.

31 weeks