Part I – Pregnancy: The Final Stretch

A lot has happened since I last posted, the main thing being that I’m a mom now!

Since my self-prescribed maternity leave has come to an end, I have a lot to catch you up on. It’s been so long since I last posted that I’ve decided there’s just too much to cover in one blog post. So, I’ve decided to make this a series, consisting of three parts:

Part I – Pregnancy: The Final Stretch
Part II – Birth Story: An Early Arrival
Part III – Motherhood: All the Feels

To be honest, I’m really excited that I get to do a recap, because I haven’t had much time to reflect on anything. As you’ll soon learn, my pregnancy ended rather abruptly, my labor was a blur of exhaustion, and my life with a newborn has been a real eye-opener.

So, here goes…from where I left off, 29 weeks pregnant.

Maternity 32 Weeks Profile

House Projects: A Relentless Endeavor –

With the new house, there was no slowing down. It was one project after another, and the list never seemed to get shorter. We gave ourselves a deadline: the baby shower. We knew our families would want to see our new house, so we were determined to be as done as possible. And somehow we did it, we met our deadline – hallelujah!

We worked on so many projects, big and small alike, most notably: The trees were trimmed. The water heater was replaced. The fireplace was fixed, trimmed, and painted. The front door was fixed and painted. Most of the bathroom fixtures were updated. The kitchen faucet was replaced. The rooms were painted and also decorated.

Needless to say, it was absolutely exhausting. I have no desire to do anything like that ever again – at least not while pregnant anyway! Despite the stress of it all, having the house done before the baby arrived was priceless. (I can’t even imagine how hard it’d be to finish all those projects with a baby around…good luck trying to find the time, yeesh!)

The house was ready, but there was one tiny problem (okay, who am I kidding, it was a huge problem)…the nursery room hadn’t even been started yet. In my defense, the plan was to finish the nursery after the baby shower. Which meant there should’ve been plenty of time – two months, to be exact! But the joke was on us, baby’s early arrival thwarted our plans – ha, life!

Maternity 32 Weeks Seated

Maternity Photos –

Something I knew I really wanted to do while I was pregnant, was have maternity photos taken. After all, who doesn’t want to dress up cute and show off their baby bump? It’s a no-brainer – maternity photos are a must!

There was only one problem, I didn’t want to hire a photographer. So…naturally, I enlisted my parents. Not surprisingly, they were a bit hesitant, but I forced them into it anyway. (No pressure, especially not from your perfectionist daughter – ha!)

At 32 weeks pregnant, I handed my camera over to my dad and entrusted my mom with directing our poses. As evidenced by these photos, it turns out that my dad’s really good with a camera, and my mom’s really good at telling us what looks good. They did an amazing job – thanks Mom and Dad!

To top it all off, since it was a DIY job, I got to choose and edit all my favorite photos. No limits, restrictions, or copyrights involved – that’s what I call winning!

Obviously, I’m very happy we chose to DIY our maternity photos. We saved a pretty penny, had a good time, made memories, and captured a significant time in our lives! Now we’ll be able to cherish these pictures and the memories associated with them forever. (Oh, how I miss that baby bump…)

Maternity 32 Weeks

Gestational Diabetes –

As you might remember from my previous blog post: Pregnancy: A Roller Coaster, I was diagnosed with Gestational Diabetes (GD). At the time, it felt very depressing, scary, and restrictive.

Depressing because it meant my body wasn’t able to keep up with the added stress and demand of carrying a baby. Scary because I didn’t want to be putting my baby’s health, as well as my own, in danger. And restrictive because no longer could I eat whatever, or whenever, I wanted. Basically, I had to be extremely conscious of what and when I was eating.

I had to replace simple carbs with complex carbs. I had to evenly distribute meals and snacks throughout the day. And I also had to check my blood sugar levels every two hours after eating. It certainly felt burdensome and obnoxious at the time, but…

Looking back, it turned out to be a huge blessing! I ended up having an extremely healthy pregnancy (and baby) because of – and despite – my GD. Here’s why:

1. I definitely ate healthier and less than I would have otherwise. So, in the end, I gained less weight.

2. I learned how to choose, make, and – most importantly – enjoy healthy snacks and meals.

3. I unknowingly became slightly more prepared for life with a newborn, because I had to follow a strict regiment of eating and checking my levels every two hours. (Guess who else has to eat every two hours? That’s right – a newborn baby!)

Maternity 32 Weeks Closeup

Health Scare –

As you can probably gather, having GD bumped me into the high-risk pregnancy category. Complications are much more likely to occur if you have something like GD. So, when I went in for my 34-week appointment, and I had an abnormally high blood pressure reading…the doctor swiftly had me admitted to the hospital.

I managed to keep it together, even though I just wanted to burst into tears. Partly because I didn’t want to stress the baby out any more than I already was. And partly, because before I went in, the clock read 4:56PM. Anytime I see a clock counting up like that, (e.g. 1:23AM) I know my Grandpa Ron is watching over me from heaven. So, that was comforting.

Needless to say, laying in that hospital bed strapped up to monitors – six weeks away from my due date – was not where I wanted to be. It was definitely yet another blow to my confidence in my body’s ability to handle carrying a baby. Talk about feeling fearful, helpless, and discouraged!

Thankfully, after a few hours, the non-stress test and blood work results put me in the clear. And despite being shaken up by the whole ordeal, it was such a HUGE relief to be sent home! For the remainder of my pregnancy, per the doctor’s orders, I borrowed my dad’s blood pressure cuff and tried to relax. But you try telling an anxious, stressed out pregnant lady to relax…it doesn’t work!

Maternity 32 Weeks Belly

Time to Relax –

It doesn’t work, that is, unless it’s your mom telling you to relax. Then it works…at least that’s how it worked for me! I confided in my mom how anxious and stressed out I was. And she basically just told me to relax and enjoy life, because before I knew it my life was going to be completely flipped upside down by a baby.

So, I gave myself some grace. Which is exactly why I’ve been MIA for the past 6 months! No more worrying about, or working on, the blog. No more pressuring myself to edit photos. And no more stressing about getting anything done – period. Zero, zilch, zip, nada, nothing!

Finally, I just did what I’d been wanting to do throughout the whole crazy, stress-filled year: I slept in, drank hot tea, wrote in my journal, did my devotional, went on walks, played with the animals, watched Netflix, and took long, hot baths.

And let me tell you, it was DIVINE. I’m so glad I listened to my mom (and doctor) – that I actually took it easy, because little did I know how short-lived that time of relaxation would be!


Coming to the blog in two weeks, Part II – Birth Story: An Early Arrival.

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