So, Sweets and I traveled to my parents' house this weekend. I got a chance to briefly talk to my mom about everything, and we took a baby step to getting things figured out.
To make a long story short, she recognizes that her mouth gets her in trouble, and she's going to work on it. It wasn't an earth shattering conversation, but we got a chance to talk about it, and hopefully it'll help both of us get over our issues.
I know this sounds vague, but now that I look back on the conversation, I realize that the conversation in itself was pretty vague. I got a chance to tell her that there have been things going on in my life that I didn't feel that I could share. That I was worried that it would get out, and that it made me angry I couldn't talk with her about it. That I let that anger taint my relationship with her, and that I was sorry for letting that happen.
I think that she took it well. She was defensive (of course, seriously who wouldn't be?) but I was able to not respond in kind, and keep it a conversation and not a fight.
So it went alright. And I breathe a sigh of relief.
Warning, baby talk below, so please click away if you are in a sensitive place right now...
24 weeks, we made it to "viability." I still cringe a little thinking in terms of that, but it's been a mark that we've had in our heads all along, and now we're finally in total baby-planning mode.
The nursery is coming along pretty well, but I don't want to post pics until it's done. We pulled out all my sister's saved baby clothes, and I'm sorting them to wash and fold. They are all so little! And EVERYTHING she bought was pink. It's kinda hilarious. I like pink, but holy cow, I would dress my kid in something else (except all of this was free, and so she'll be wearing it).
I feel great, finally. I can finish a whole work out without completely collapsing. I almost don't feel pregnant, except that my baby is a first-class prize fighter. I'm convinced she's hyperactive. She kicks me all the time, and you can actually see my belly jump she kicks/moves so hard. I'm wondering if that will calm down when she gets a little bit more squished in? I don't know, I guess we'll see.
I have gained a crap load of weight. I'm up 16 pounds, and have 16 more weeks to go. If I continue putting on weight at the rate I've been going, I'll gain a total of about 40 pounds. eeeek! I REALLY wanted to stay under 30, so I'm hoping that the gain slows a little bit. I haven't really been eating like crazy, and have been eating mostly healthy food, but I could definitely do better. My doctor told me that the biggest weight jump would be these weeks, so I'm really hoping that the gain will slow.
I do my glucose tolerance next week at my 25 week appointment, so hopefully that goes well.
I only have 4 more weeks of work, and I AM SO RELIEVED. It's been a rough couple of years on the professional front and I'm REALLY ready for a break. it's going to be awesome.
Ok, that's it for now. Will update with nursery pics next!