Is it time yet?

I'm so ready for this pregnancy to be over with! I look and feel pretty gross. I want to see her, I want to take care of her, I want to start healing from labor, I want to start working out again. I want my body back! I have pretty much everything ready for her arrival now. The only thing I'm missing is a bath tub which I'm getting tomorrow.

9 months is a long time, thank god it isn't any longer because I don't know if I'd make it. There comes a point in pregnancy where the excitement of reading daily or weekly progress wears off, the bump is no longer cute but huge and disgusting, having to depend on people is more annoying than ever... and the spark is basically just gone. That point is right around when it's time for the baby to pop out. I technically have 4 more weeks, and the doc thinks she will be late, but I'm REALLY hoping she comes sooner than later. Everything I've read on the internet says there are no accurate predictions of when you will go into labor because anything can happen at any time, and despite the progress you've made, it can go fast or really slow. This is not helpful at all. Yesterday I was told by a friend that she doesn't think I'll make it to by due date. That was nice to hear. Anyways, planning for the worst... I honestly don't know how I'm going to make it through these last 4 weeks.. or possibly 6 (please... not 6...).

We finally got the baby's car seat in the mail from my mother-in-law. It the car seat our nephew used not too long ago when he was a baby. There is no head support insert in the car seat so I was looking on amazon to purchase one, but some people claim they aren't recommended if it doesn't come with the original car seat. So, that's my current baby stress. I never thought I'd put so much thought into each baby item we have purchased. I've spent countless hours looking up reviews for different things and making sure what I'm getting is safe, reliable, and decently priced. It gets stressful. Everybody has a different opinion about everything. Anyways, so now I don't know if I should even get a support insert.. bah..

photo source: amazon.com

I thought my last ultrasound was at 29 weeks but I guess I was wrong! I should be having one more next Thursday at 37 weeks. I'm excited to see her again. 

a light.

My last post was about how hard it is for me to be positive in Germany. Not only me, but many other Americans I know here as well. I'm not sure if it's the base we are at or not, but this place can really bring people down! However, that same day I made that post we actually got good, unexpected news. This never happens. A few months ago Matt applied for the FAA at various spots around Texas, some surrounds states, Florida, and even California. Although we listed places outside of Texas, we have really been hoping for Texas and we're 99% sure we wouldn't take a job offer out of state. Even though we have been warned many times that the whole hiring process takes FOREVER and not to be discouraged, I think by living over here we have been conditioned to just assume the worst will happen and not to get our hopes up about anything. So our life-after-the-army plans haven't involved the FAA.. or any great job opportunities for that matter. The day I made my last post I randomly decided to check the status of Matt's FAA application to see if anything has changed. This wasn't the first time I've done this; every time I do nothing has changed and I get a little sad.. so I opened the window and moved the mouse over to automatically click out of it (because nothing ever changes).. BUT something did change. Out of the corner of my eye I saw something that wasn't there before... and the words "Dallas/Fort Worth".. WHHAAATTT.

Basically DFW airport is interested in hiring Matt and is reaching out to get more information from him, and then to *hopefully* set an interview up. This is awesome. It will probably be a few more months before we hear anything else (annoying), but this is pretty awesome news and by the end of this year/beginning of next we might be getting ready to move to Dallas. This is only 3 hours away from Austin, so I can live with that I suppose. This will set us up with financial security for our family and also give me the opportunity to go to school FULL TIME instead of part-time or not at all. So I can have a sweet job one day.

IN OTHER NEWS, I'm officially 9 months pregnant this week. Next week I'll be full term so, little Avery, please make your appearance soon. I would love to see your beautiful little face and be able to sleep on my back again. I went to take pictures of my belly today since Matt isn't home to take it, and I set up my old point and shoot camera on a bookshelf.... bad idea. The camera totally fell on the floor and now it isn't working properly. It still comes on but it's not usable. It actually wasn't working properly before and probably needed to be retired soon so I'm not too bummed... but, I'm still bummed. At least it wasn't my canon. I would have died. Literally.

So, my plan to post a few pregnancy pictures will have to wait.

Pregnancy Gripes

Okay, sometimes I feel like there is this pressure that you have to happy with every aspect of pregnancy or your a bad mom. I'm here to end that nonsense. There are some uncomfortable things about pregnancy and although Avery isn't here yet, I think I'm going to be a great mom! Here are my top 3 gripes about pregnancy currently.

1. I'm currently 35 weeks pregnant (2 weeks until I'm full term and 5 weeks until my due date!), and feeling like I've been hit by a train. Seriously. My back and hips ache pretty much all day, I'm constantly exhausted, and my legs get all cramped up and tight! Sometimes when I'm walking around I have to remind myself I'm NOT 90 years old. Is it normal to feel 90 years old at the end of a pregnancy? I don't know. I have to admit though, I haven't been keeping up with working out and I'm sure that contributes to my overall uncomfortableness. Oh well. I am going to start getting more exercise in after the baby is born. So long as everything is good and before I can REALLY start working out I'm going to probably take the baby on daily walks. I can't wait! I also cannot wait until I can start running again, or any kind other kind of intense work out. I really want to look better than I did before I was pregnant... hopefully I have the motivation to keep up with this long term goal. It's hard to stick to a work out regimen when you are alone in a foreign country. I need a girl work out buddy and I know I'll have this in Texas.

2. At the end of my second trimester, beginning of my third I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes. WAAHHHH. Seriously? Thanks, genetics. I was only a mild form of it, but I was told to watch my carbs and rule out all sugar from my diet. All of it. Like, every last gram. Um, that's hard. Kind of. My carb intake was already well within the limits, so that wasn't a problem. As for sugar, I did have some "sugary" meals and snacks sometimes but I never over did it. Matt doesn't like sweets so we just don't buy the stuff. This kind of made it more frustrating for me to have to reduce even more. I'm pregnant and hormonal, if I want a cookie, give it to me.. hah. Needless to say there were some unnecessary tears about it all from time to time. Sometimes I feel like GD makes a pregnant lady MORE stressed out than she needs to be. I mean if I had a severe case it would be different, but right after I was diagnosed my sugar levels for the past 6 weeks were tested.. and they all came out perfectly normal. That is great and frustrating news at the same time; If everything is normal, why even do this at all? Doesn't normal mean I'm already doing everything right? Maybe I should ask my doctor... oh, wait, I did that. They are German, there is communication issues and although they understand most things, there are something things that just don't connect... Ugh. I seriously wish I had an American doctor (but that is a whole other story). I just wanted to say this, though: I have cheated. Sometimes. Not very badly. But I have. And I'm okay with that! I'm the most paranoid overly protective pregnant lady on the planet I think. I would never do anything to harm my baby and I highly doubt the occasional semi-sweet snack would do anything wrong. And when I say cheat, it's still a slight cheat; I don't go crazy. It just bothers me because I would look up stuff on the internet about it and women would really criticize other women with GD who cheated occasionally. Seriously? It's not like we're doing fucking crack. Lay off. Geez! I don't know. Maybe I'm wrong, but this is how I feel about the whole thing. And every time my go to the doctor, he says my baby looks amazing. And in the mean time, I no longer stress about every ounce of sugar.

3. Last pregnant gripe: There are some things you just don't say to a pregnant lady. I'm sure there are MANY things, and I haven't even gotten the worst of it but here are some that bother me: "You look HUGE!" Oh, why thank you.... thanks for reminding me, now I'm going to go analyze my body in the mirror for hours on end. Or, "I don't know, it really looks like a boy to me.." Really? How so? To me it just looks like a pregnant belly and you are not an expert. Plus, all those high/low myths are bullshit. Please don't tell me that, I have bought all girl stuff, all I want is a girl now, and I have no boy names. I don't want to be paranoid about something else.. And last but certainly not least: "Oh just wait until the baby comes, you will REALLY be tired then!" Really? I didn't know that babies wake up in the middle of the night! Thanks for enlightening me. But you're right, I might really be tired then but at least I can breathe normally, walk normally, lay on my back, eat what I want, have a beer if I want, go running, drink coffee, NOT have constant aches and pains, and not feel like a beached whale. Also, I will have my little baby in my arms instead of in my belly. Which is the whole point of pregnancy anyways, isn't it? I feel like women who have had babies before feel like it's their duty to inform pregnant ladies of the lack of sleep they will experience. I don't understand why. It's like telling a marathon runner they are going to get really sweaty. Thank you, Captain Obvious. Okay.. I'm not sure if that was a bad analogy or not but I couldn't think of anything else. Anyways, I just hope I never find myself saying that to anybody. If I do, please slap me.

I was going to write about a lot more things, but, I've already written a lengthy post with no pretty pictures so I think I'll save the rest for later.