Tommy and I painted Gavin's nautical nursery! It looks so adorable. Tommy measured out the room. The bottom quarter of the wall is dark blue (representing the ocean), Then, there is a gap of white waves (made with wave patterned frog tape which represents the white caped waves), and the remainder of the wall is light blue (representing the sky).
Tommy also restyled the closet. The closet in the nursery used to be a normal everyday standard closet: one pole starting from one side of the wall and going straight across to the other side of the wall. Now the left side of the closet has five shelves with dark blue and light blue cubby baskets to hold Gavin's shoes, socks, hats, bibs, extra diapers, and many other accessories. On the right side of the closet there are two poles connected from the shelves to the wall to fit more clothes. We also bought nautical closet dividers from Etsy, ranging from 0-12 months. I'm in love with these dividers! Here is the finished closet and dividers:
Another exciting event that happened this week- my students found out that I am pregnant. I had a meeting with a parent and they noticed I was pregnant. She came to the conclusion based on the "glow" I have, not by my round belly. You see, I wore big sweaters to work to hide my belly because I did not want my students to question my pregnancy. So the parent did not notice my belly, but still knew I was pregnant. Wow, she's good. After I confirmed her belief, I told her I was already half way through my pregnancy and she couldn't believe it. The reason for delaying the reveal of my pregnancy to my students is well...I teach fifth graders and they are ten and eleven years old. I have no problem telling adults, I mean all the other teachers know and I don't mind the parent's knowing. It's just, how would I go about even bringing up the subject to them? I tried on many occasions, but it just seemed weird to me. "Alright boys and girls! Take out your reading books and go to page 105. Oh, and by the way I'm going to have a baby!!" Again, that's weird. Plus ten and eleven year old students asking me random questions about my fetus is something I was not prepared for. My students love to ask questions and I have a respectful and trusting relationship with them... But I was not ready for their pregnancy questions. I could just imagine: "Are you going to get fat?" "How did this happen?" "How long does it stay in there?" "How does it eat and breath?" "Does it poop in there?" and the ever so popular, "Where do babies come from?" I didn't want to give away any information that parents might have already told them, or uncover the parent's white lies (like the stork)...or maybe some parents haven't told their child anything! It was just a topic I was trying to avoid as long as possible. I also didn't have the heart to tell them I am not going to be there for the last two months of school. The fifth grade end-of-the-year party is a big deal. They go to middle school next year! I'm already upset I'll miss the celebration. Anyway, that parent asked me if it was okay to tell her daughter the good news. My first reaction was "NO WAY!" After I thought about it for a minute, my thoughts were more along the lines of: "Well this would save the awkward conversation of having to bring up the subject and announcing the news...now the students can find out among themselves and ask me for the truth!" I told the parent it was a good idea to tell her daughter/my student about my pregnancy. Well the next day, sure enough, the class knew, but not right away. It was our "Winter Celebration" party and students brought in food and drinks, movies, and handed me gifts. The student whose mother told her the news gave me slippers as a gift and told me, "You are going to need those!" and her card said, "congrats!" The other students were confused and questioned why the card said "congrats." I asked the student if she told anyone and she said, "Only one person, my best friend." Well her best friend is also in my class. Now the rest of the class is yelling, "WHAT DO YOU MEAN DID SHE TELL ANYONE? WHAT DID SHE TELL HER??" I told the student it was okay for her to tell the rest of the class, and she did with a big smile on her face. All the students were very excited and asked minimal questions (phew). SUCCESS!
The baby: is the size of a small cantaloupe! Gavin's skin is now covered with a waxy-like substance called vernix. This protects his skin from becoming chapped or scratched. He is also starting to produce meconium. This has to do with digestion and will accumulate in his bowels and eventually pass during delivery or in his first diaper. Amazing! The uterus is now level with the bellybutton! And boy does he move!
Mommy's Health: This week I have been very argumentative, usually about the most random unimportant things. And the arguments mostly took place with my mom and husband. I don't even remember the little quarrels, they were just pointless.
WEEK 21: Christmas was this week and on Friday, December 20th 2013, Tommy's sister and her three kids came over to take pregnancy Christmas pictures for us in front of our fireplace. This was so last minute! Tommy has been working crazy hours and things kept coming up causing us to put it off until the next day. Well we ran out of days to put it off. Luckily, the pictures came out great and since it was five days before Christmas we went straight to Walgreens (that night) to print out Christmas cards. We addressed, stamped, and sealed the cards to send to everyone the next morning. Call that cutting it close! Everyone received their cards just in time for Christmas!
The baby: is the size of a banana! Gavin's digestive system is developing and he can begin to swallow amniotic fluid and absorb small amounts of sugar. Gavin is still kicking and moving around like a crazy little baby! A kicking pattern is starting to form and can be tracked.
Mommy's Health: This week, according to my mom and husband, I was still starting arguments. I didn't even realize I was doing it! But I did notice how forgetful I have been. I usually have a good memory, guess not anymore. I can't remember names, what I was going to say, what I walked into the room for, where I am going while driving... It's awful! I'm not used to it! Gavin is stealing all of my brain cells.
WEEK 22: This week was New Year's Eve and New Year's Day. We went to a Japanese Hibachi for New Year's Eve dinner. My sister, mom, Tommy, me, and some family friends met us there. We had a great time! Then my family and I went back to my mom's house to bring in the new year. We played games and before we knew it, we started the sixty second countdown to 2014. Well, 2014 is here, and that means: the year of GAVIN!!! My due date is in just four short months and there is still so much to do!
Gavin's crib came in the mail the day after New Years. Tommy put it together that night and I can't wait to get the bedding and the rest of the furniture we ordered. We are waiting for the glider and ottoman, the dresser, and the changing table. I'm so happy with the way Gavin's nursery is turning out!
The baby: is the size of a grapefruit! Gavin's senses are really developing this week. Taste buds are forming and nerve endings are developed enough for him to experience the sensation of touch.
Mommy's Health: Well according to my baby app, stretch marks might begin to appear this week, I am happy to report that SO FAR there are no signs of stretch marks. No itchy sensations, nothing. I do put lotion on my belly to keep it from getting dry and flaky, hopefully that is/keeps working. Now that I'm showing more, I love when people come up to me and rub or touch my belly. Some women hate having their belly touched while pregnant. I don't get it? I'm proud to have the miracle of life growing inside me and I don't mind sharing the feeling with others, even strangers. I don't get what the big deal is... so everyone can touch my belly! Gavin loves it as well!
I guess my argumentative behavior has dialed down. No one has complained about me starting arguments anymore! But I am still forgetful, here is a funny story: It was time for bed. I followed my normal bedtime routine, brushed my teeth, washed my face, then it was time to take my contacts out (I have really bad eye sight). I opened my contact case, filled it up with eye contact solution, closed the case, and put it back in the medicine cabinet. I go to put my glasses on and everything is blurry. I take my glasses off and everything is clear. I do this about three more times, and concluded that my vision has been cured. It's a miracle!!!!! I could see!!! I sat down on the bed and thought "how could this happen? I know I took my contact case out, filled it up with solution, and wait..." I stick my finger in my eye and yupp, my contacts were still in my eyes. "WOW," I thought... "What an idiot!" I swear this kid has to be a genius because I have no brain cells left.
What to look forward to next post: We have a sonogram next week on January 10th. We are also going on a "babymoon" to the Poconos that weekend for a three day two night all-inclusive getaway. SO EXCITED! We have a regular OB doctor's appointment the following Monday. And hopefully we get the rest of Gavin's furniture. So much coming up!