Imagine waking up in the middle of the night with your left calf completely contracted and your left foot stuck in a pointed position that would make a ballerina jealous. It’s a Charlie-horse type of pain and the only thing you can do about it is wake your hubby up and ask him to force your foot back into place and hold it there until the cramp subsides, or just wait it out and cry. They say it’s a potassium deficiency but really… if I have one more banana I’ll probably grow a tail.
Don’t sneeze, or cough or laugh too hard!
I learned this for the first time at the checkout line of our local Target. I was pregnant with Grace and so naïve of what pregnancy bladder was all about when I let out a sneeze and with it came a cascade of urine that sent me running to the bathroom. I was so embarrassed that I waited for all the costumers around me to checkout before I showed my face in line. It happened then (and continues to happen) more times than I’d like to admit. My advice, empty your bladder frequently or just throw in the towel and get some depends.
You can’t escape the swelling
Everything swells. Your hands, your feet, your ankles your lips, your behind… There’s no escaping it. You turn into a water balloon and end up wearing your bed slippers to the movies because your cute strappy gladiator sandals cut off your circulation. There are other areas that swell too… I’ll let you use your imagination on that one but I will say that it’s not so flattering! My suggestion, put your engagement ring in a safe location and kiss it goodbye for the next 9 months. Also, get sneakers that are one size or half a size bigger than you usually wear.
If peeing 100x doesn’t keep you up, good ol’ insomnia will
It’s 1:30am and I’m sitting down writing this post… not because I’m so eager to offer up some wise and unsolicited advice, but because I can’t fall back asleep. Really. I’m tired as can be but my body is just not giving into sleep. I’d suggest some light exercise but after chasing Grace and Haddon all day, you will not catch me trying to expend any more energy than I already have. I suggest that you get used to it, because once that baby arrives there will be no differentiation between night and day.
Your esophagus will burn up
All day, everyday heartburn! Some things make it worse… like eating. I’d suggest you don’t eat but that’s probably against medical advice so my next suggestion would be to carry a bottle of Tums with you everywhere. I do. It’s currently in my purse and I pop them during the day like they’re candy. Alex always makes a big fuss about how much Tums I consume, but it’s the only remedy that puts the fire out and until he’s growing humans inside of him… he just can’t understand.
It’s not as cute as they say it is
I saw Ellen DeGeneres interview Kristen Bell and she asked her about her pregnancy and her overall experience being pregnant. I chuckled and waited for a snarky remark, but to my surprise she said something along the lines of “I love being pregnant” and “I had a pregnancy high throughout my whole pregnancy.” WHAT?! I may have thrown the remote at the T.V. and then came close to thinking a very profane word (not my proudest moment) What in the world is pregnancy high?? Bringing a human into this world is absolutely beautiful and a miracle BUT it’s gruesome, sticky and uncomfortable and definitely not a high. The sooner you can grasp that, the better.
You become a hair model
This was truly evident when I was pregnant with Haddon and had long locks that kissed my back. I guess because you’re so pumped up with vitamins your hair thickens and every time you brush your locks, you end up looking like you’re in a Pantene commercial. It’s wonderful and short lived because once that baby comes, you’ll loose about 60% of it. My advice, is that you enjoy it and if you have the time to do your hair… do it! Straighten it, curl it, moose it, infuse it… whatever… but do it because every day during your pregnancy is a great hair day month… and it should not be wasted on a pony.
You cry. All. The. Time
At one point I just turned to Alex with tears in my eyes and asked him to tell me WHY I was crying because I sure couldn’t figure it out. There was nothing sad around, the kids were having a great day and I was feeling normal. Turns out hormones are a crazy thing to play around with and tears will run down your face with or without an explanation. I just carry tissues around and if I feel a cry coming, I embrace it. I figure maybe if I give into it, then I can let it all out and move on.
People are nicer to you
This is one thing I will definitely miss about being pregnant. You see, when you’re not pregnant, there’s an expectation of you to just buckle up your bootstraps and get things done. However, when you’re pregnant, people will let things slide and will actually go out of their way to get the remote for you, get you water, help you put your groceries in the car, they’ll hold the elevator for you or let you cut in line. My advice on this topic… I say you milk it! Smile and let the world be kind and generous because once that baby arrives, no one will let you cut in line or offer to put your groceries in the car (unless it’s your husband)
You love that baby so much it physically hurts
It’s cliche but it’s true. When you hear your baby’s heartbeat for the first time, or find out the sex of the baby, or see her little face on the ultrasound you feel it. It’s a love that makes you want to be a better daughter, wife, Christian, and overall person. Most moms will share this deep rooted love that you can’t explain until you live it. The crazy part is that it started for me as soon as I knew I was pregnant with Grace. It’s a love that’s so deep that makes you WANT all of the crazy, painful, uncomfortable, smelly and sticky parts of pregnancy because you already love that child so much. And the truth is that after you’re holding that baby, you forget all about the swelling, the cramps, the stretching and you move on to live your life with this amazing creature that God has blessed you with.
My point is, that I think moms don’t tell you all of these things because once they hold their sweet babe, all else fades and what’s left is love and gratitude. Gratitude for the long 9 months, gratitude for the child and for the opportunity that God gives us women to bring children into this world. This is my third pregnancy and although some things I mentioned are horrid, they’re all temporary and they’re all worth it. So if you’re pregnant… hold on a little longer sweet mama. You’re doing an amazing job at keeping that sweet little one safe!
Also, whenever I found myself in a moment of frustration, reciting scripture helped me get through it.
Here are a few verses that have helped me through these LONG 40 weeks!
Psalm 18:2- The Lord is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
Numbers 6:24-26- The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord makes His face shine upon you, and be gracious to you; the Lord lift up His countenance upon you and give you peace.
Psalm 29:11- The Lord will give strength to His people; the Lord will bless His people with peace.
2 Timothy 1:7- For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.
Joshua 1:9- Be strong and of good courage; do not be afraid, nor be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.
Philippians 4:13- I can do all things through Him who gives me strength.
Isaiah 41:10- Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, Yes, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
Isaiah 41:13- For I, the Lord your God, will hold your right hand, saying to you, ‘Fear not, I will help you.’
Matthew 11:28- Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
Psalm 127:3- Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb is a reward.
Jeremiah 29:11- For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord. plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
Psalm 61:2- From the end of the earth I will cry to You, when my heart is overwhelmed; lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
John 14:27- Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.
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We are elbows deep in fall, friends. The leaves are changing and there’s a bit of a chill in the air. It’s an exciting moment for us. It’s our first real Fall and we’re looking forward to all of the small town fall festivities. I am so excited about the next season and for hitting our milestone of being in Nebraska for ONE whole year!
If you have followed along with us for some time, you know that last November, we relocated our family to the midwest. We moved from our home in sunny south Florida, to the freezing cold weather of Nebraska! As with all new adventures, everything was beautiful and lovely. The snow, the crisp cold air, the mansions that are worth pennies, the Christmas decorations. Everything was new and full of possibilities. It was all lovely and amazing. I was on cloud nine until I found myself shut-indoors with three little humans, hiding from the blizzard-weather.
The tough part of it all, was not how cold it actually got, but how long it stuck around. It wasn’t until late March that we saw a glimpse of spring and felt the first warm breeze.
A few weeks ago, we drove over to Nebraska City and visited Arbor Day Farm. It was their first day of apple picking and we had first dibs on the apples for the season. We’ve never picked apples before. In fact, other than mangos and a few berries, and our couch, we don’t have much experience picking things! Ha!
Anyway, we ended up bringing ten pounds of apples home. They smelled amazing and we ate them all in a matter of days. They were delicious! Grace had one every day during snack time and I had them with apple butter every morning. There was talk of apple pie, but we all really loved them fresh and raw and super crispy.
I promise Emory had a great time. She was reaching for Alex’s apple and wasn’t really happy about getting pulled away from her apple-chomping.
How beautiful are these! Seeing them in a bag at Costco don’t do these beauties justice. They’re gorgeous.
I must have started about 12 apples and the kids proceeded to devour them. It was also really neat tasting all of their variety and being able to compare their flavors. We came to the conclusion that honey crisp are our favorite. However, granny smiths will always have my heart. Also, Haddon has a mild black eye in this picture. He was reading a book while laying in bed and he lost grip on the book and it landed on his eye.
Grace dresses herself these days. She picked out her cowgirl boots because we were going to a farm and this cute little top because it’s shiny and pink… go figure!
This little guy steals my heart every time. He picked about 6 apples all on his own and ate half of them before we even left the orchard.
One of the many things I love so much about this man is that he embraces the seasons we are in with open arms. If we’re in Florida, he’s all about fishing and the flip flop life. If we’re in KC, we’re elbows deep in bbq. And he just wouldn’t leave this place without a bag full of apple butter, Christmas jam and a gallon of apple cider made with apples from their orchards. Also, his smile. It’s perfect in every way.
These three are the sweetest together. Since Emory is always on the baby carrier, I’m a little slower than they are and can’t quite keep up with their adventures. They have an amazing bond. They play together, get into trouble together and gosh they look so good together.
So many of the trees are starting to change friends. It’s like they’re ushering in fall and taking us all along for the ride. Here’s to apple picking, adventures with this sweet little family of mine and to fall!