So keeping a blog during a crazy weight loss process? No
problem. Keeping a blog while planning a WEDDING? Nooooo problem. Keeping a
blog while being 19 months, 237 days, 27 hours, and 18 minutes pregnant?
Nope.
So here is your entry of the…month.
So much has been going on lately that it would be almost
impossible to update you with everything. So I will hit the big points, and
ladies may I beg of you to please chime in when needed?
We completed our baby registry a few weeks ago, thanks to
ALL your input and guidance on telling us which items were must-haves verses
which items are has-beens. It helped our swirling heads a LOT. We were able to
create a nice little registry, and we’ve already received several awesome
items! I have to say, it was pretty exciting walking (Read: Waddling) around
the store and scanning things for the baby! There were so many “Awwww” moments
I couldn’t possible record them all. At some point my sweet hubby gave up and
went and sat down up front and I just kept waddling along. That is actually
when I found several of my favorite items! For example, what child (or adult)
doesn’t need this?!
(And yes, this is one of the awesome items we already
received, and I believe I may have squealed upon opening it!)
So aside from registering, this momma has been going to the
doctor constantly, trying to eat healthier, and basically live in survival
mode. I have developed this mystery pain. Because I truly felt that being
diabetic, having blind spots in my vision and numbness in my legs just wasn’t
enough, ya know? Like, I could be doing more for women everywhere if I could
develop just ONE more miserable side effect then I, too, could officially call
myself pregnant. Well, ask and ye shall receive y’all! I now have mystery pain.
Well, actually I don’t think it is a mystery anymore. I saw my OB/GYN this
week, and she feels it is most likely Symphysis Pubis Dysfunction (SPD), which
is basically pain in my pelvic/groin area caused by relaxed and stretching
ligaments that normally keep my pelvic joint aligned properly (here’s looking
at you What To Expect for that most excellent definition!) My pain began about
three weeks ago, on a scale of 1-10 as around a 4, being “Oh. My. That isn’t
comfortable. Did I pull something? I’ll take it easy.” About a week later, it
moved to more of a 7, being “No. No, no no. I clearly do NOT remember joining
the Olympic Gymnastics team this weekend, and I KNOW I did not do the splits
recently.” Then, about a week later it moved to a full on level 10, being “OH
HELL TO THE NAW, I CAN’T WALK. DO Y’ALL SEE ME NOT WALKING?! THERE IS A DEMON
IN ME GNAWING ON SOMETHING.” And finally, I am where I am today, somewhere
around a level 14, being, “Sssssh. Don’t talk to me. I’m not moving today. Or
tomorrow. I’m laying horizontally and holding my breath. Don’t touch me.”
So. You know. Sigh and all that. She has ordered me some physical
therapy sessions to see if that helps. She said some women don’t feel this
particular thing at all, some women feel it mildly, and some women are
completely miserable and on bed rest because of it. Guess which I am? No
prizes.
But, I would like to end on a much happier note to remind us
all of the exciting times! Yesterday my husband’s office threw us our first
official Baby Shower!! It was SO sweet of them to do for us, and I can’t even
tell you how real it made all of this! We had such a great time seeing all of
the sweet gifts for the baby (and there were a LOT OF GIFTS. Y’all went above
and beyond!!). And I of course was ooo’ing and awww’ing over the decorations,
the fact that it was all royal blue, seeing his little name everywhere, mini
bow ties on everything - it was just all SO cute. This same group of people
threw us a wedding shower last year, and I can’t get over how generous and
loving they are towards us. I’m so grateful Andrew has such a great office
environment that cares about us this much!
I didn’t manage to get very many pictures because I was busy
taking part in everything, but here are at least a few quick snap shots of the
adorable decorations:
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| Bow Tie straws! |
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| Napkins wrapped around the forks! How cute?! |
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| And the baby's name is....... |
Oh, and last, but NOT least. Yes, yes, yes – we have picked
a baby name. There isn’t much hiding it now because we’ve told all of our
family members, and it was spelled out in the decorations yesterday annnnd it’s
going on the official baby shower invitations for the family/friends baby
shower. So, after MUCH thinking, and coming up with a narrowed down list of 60
names (hush.), we had actually somewhat settled on a different name because we
couldn’t quite click on anything else. It felt okay, but it still didn’t feel…right.
We privately started referring to the baby by that name, and it just wasn’t
settling in with me. We didn’t share it with anyone, and thought we’d live with
it and see what happened.
It was really important to me to incorporate family names
into his name if at all possible. Even cooler, we thought, what if we could use
my mom’s name somehow? She has six grandsons (and mine will make seven!), so
the odds of her getting a namesake are getting slimmer and slimmer. Well, long
story short: We were walking across a parking lot the very next day after
making our non-committal decision on the other name, when we walked past a van
in the parking lot that had a name on it spelled with my mom’s spelling. We
both stopped, looked at each other and were like, “Why didn’t we think of that?
It’s perfect!” After that, the middle name came immediately, because we wanted
to incorporate my dad’s name, too, so we just simply used his middle name. And
thus, Kayden Michael Gehring became a real boy! My mom’s middle name is Kaye,
my dad’s is Michael, and we knew this was the right name for us. How did we
know? Because we cried when we wrote it down. We just had that moment of
clarity and knew this was our son.
We called my parents
immediately, they were in a parking lot doing some Christmas shopping, and I
told them to keep the car in park. We told them the quick story and the name,
and they started to cry. My mom actually started to bawl. She was SO excited! We
haven’t looked back since. So yesterday, when I walked in to the shower and saw
his little name spelled out on bibs, I teared up again. It was our baby Kayden
Michael. He is coming!! 14 weeks to go!!!
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