Category Archives: pregnancy

Dear Casey, I don’t want to be all “I told you so,” but really, you should have written this post as it was intended three days ago when you woke up from a dead sleep thinking about it. Now things have changed, there has been an emotional shift in your very existence and that letterContinue reading “a letter to my very pregnant self.”

43.5 inches. That is the circumference of my waist this evening. 4 weeks from my due date with my second baby. 28 days. A period. I used to live my life in 28 day increments. I am 28 years old. My birthday is on the 28th of April. This year was my golden birthday. GoldenContinue reading “twenty eight.”

Dear doctors who have been/will be treating treating me, Please stop being so surprised when you touch, measure, feel, weigh, look at or talk to me. Look, girls don’t take kindly to surprised comments let alone medical observations. I know that when I answer the door and my friend says “Whoa, bad day?” that I’veContinue reading “an open letter to medical professionals.”

Being pregnant and/or having a new baby puts a giant (GIANT) “PLEASE! JUDGE ME OPENLY!” sign on your forehead. And the backside of your birthing hips. And across your enormous pregnancy boobs. There also seems to be a flashing neon sign that radiates from your entire existence. Why do you have a crib bumper? She’llContinue reading “hey, judgies, keep your judginess to yourself or my grenade wielding baby will *ruin* your day.”

In the past 24 hours I have managed to keep down Jello and toast. WHEE! My belly is very near herniating thanks to a little something called diastasis recti. (The wikiCaseypedia version? This crap hurts something fierce.) There’s the poop. And then there’s the sleepy. (Which has actually been vastly improved upon switching from aContinue reading “homestretch.”

41″ circumference. 159 lbs. 70 days to go. All is well.

I am walking a very fine line between “getting through” and “becoming the worst OB patient my doctor has ever seen.” The list of fears, questionable maladies and panic have resulted in a list that is going to blind said doctor come Thursday. To make matters worse it will be my gestational diabetes test asContinue reading “sue sylvester keeps her shark tank upstairs and other gestational realizations.”

I am 1.5″ away from reaching the 42″ circumference I achieved at 40 weeks with Addie. A) holy crap. B) ow. I polled some moms on facebook last night about the pain I’m experiencing in the midsection area, I’ve been trying to describe to to Cody, or really anyone with ears who will listen andContinue reading “the cat in my bag.”