Baby Preparation List – Third Trimester Update

Third trimester update

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Well this is it! The home stretch! The third trimester is here! As of today, I am in my 30th week. By this time, the wee baby should be around 17 inches long, and should weigh close to or slightly more than three pounds. Roughly the size of a squash you can find in your produce store..which does not seem so wee-sized when it’s taking up all the room inside your abdomen!

I’ve decided to use this time to make a general checklist of everything I need to do/get done within the next 10 weeks, and to just update on my current goings on at 30 weeks.

Starting this list off – by this time, if you are pregnant, you should definitely have had the ultrasound that will determine the baby’s gender, if you choose to know or to wait. Waiting seems to be a trend that is growing in popularity lately, especially for first time moms I’ve noticed. We chose to know what our baby was, so I had mine done at 24 weeks. Even though waiting would be a great surprise, finding out makes buying and preparing SO much easier. Easy is always nice.

That being said, since I haven’t announced it yet….

IT’S A BOY!

And we are ecstatic! We were hoping for a boy this time, but the J-man hubs kept teasing, saying I was going to jinx it if I kept talking about wanting a boy. Of course, we would have been happy with either, but a boy would have been a new experience, and J-man hubs said he was feeling a little surrounded by too much estrogen in the house. Growing up with a sister, me, and a daughter, a boy in his life seemed well deserved.

Having knowing what it is, planning a baby shower was a lot easier. It seems to be the norm to wait generally after 30 weeks to have a baby shower, but I had mine the first weekend of November (I will share details too!)

I highly recommend having an earlier baby shower. At some point, you will be in the large, uncomfortable, don’t want to get up and move stage. Having a baby shower before then would mean being able to actually get up and interact with everyone without being tired and uncomfortable. Also, my biggest reason for having an early shower was because it still gives me several weeks to finish getting everything together and getting the remainder of the baby gear and nursery together.

We have YET to start the baby nursery at all…seriously slacking in that department. However, I would like to share the rest of my Baby To – Do list with you. Not that everything on the list needs to get done, but it does help kind of set goals for yourself for big things that need thought put into them

Day Three – Patience


I am very behind with writing these posts for my own challenge. But that is the point of a challenge, I should remind myself of that. It’s the night of the 3rd day and I can almost guarantee that it won’t be posted until tomorrow…which then mean I will have to finish this, post it, write out the day 4’s post, and then post it as well. Maybe I need a little more patience with myself before I attempt to rush this post…
Today I am supposed to be thankful for patience. While I’m sitting here, trying to write this post, going over certain moments in the day that I could apply this patience concept to, I’m also mentally making lists in my head of what I need to get done the next day while also being attacked from the inside.

I’m a week and a half away from being in my third trimester. Shocking isn’t it. I’m also late with doing a pregnancy update. It’ll happen. I just feel so scatter brained lately that it’s hard to concentrate on doing little things lately. The thing is I’m not stressed like I thought I would, I just feel busy. Overly motivated with a lack of purpose. While I know that I still have a good handful of weeks before anything needs to be done, I feel so unprepared for this baby lately. Pretty sure my family is tired of hearing my baby talk lately too.

Luckily they have patience with me.

Ah, there is the segue I was waiting for. Patience is not normally my forte. I have a temper that flicks on like a faulty switch and an attention span that of a goldfish. Maybe that’s why I have been making myself unnecessarily busy – because I just want everything that needs to be done, to be done already. Waiting for things to get done in their own time is not exactly one of my favorite things, however, it’s one of those unspoken things we are constantly trying to teach our children from the moment they figure out how to get our attention.

“Wait a minute please. Give me two seconds, okay? Let me finish this first. Hang on a moment. I’m busy right now. Can it wait? Can you wait?”

All words and demands we ask of our little ones without giving it a second thought. Have you ever had one of those moments? Those moments where what you’re doing is just slightly more important than your toddlers playdoh creation that they really want to show you. Or how about being on a phone call and your kid needs to ask their 50th question in the last half hour, do you ask the person on the phone to wait, or the child? Here is one I’m always guilty of… How about when you are in the middle of doing something, anything, and your kid just came to ask you to play. “I can’t right now, wait a minute.”

The words flow out of my mouth without even registering what I’m saying. I instantly imply that she needs patience. I am truly blessed that I have a child who is as understanding as she is, and pauses whatever it is that she asked me for, and waits. This is something I need to change. I am thankful for the patience that she has for me.

Effort – Thankfulness Day Two


Effort. The funny thing is I am going to have to put effort into this post and at this current moment, it’s not something easily done. My head is scrambled lately and in a completely different plane. I am completely not focused.

I have started my pregnancy nesting stage. I am quite amazed that nesting is actually a thing. I suppose I didn’t go into much of a nesting stage with my first because, well, I was eighteen/nineteen and was, more or less, in a state of shock the entire time. I was also still with my parents and sharing a room with the not-quite-yet Hubs, and a new baby, so there wasn’t much prep work I could have gotten done. I do remember washing all her laundry multiple times beforehand, but that might have just been from excitement too.

This time however, we have our own home, there is an actual separate bedroom for a nursery, I have an entire house to prep for Baby G. The problem is that I am only 26 weeks, and this nesting business has gotten me in such a stir that I can’t focus on one project at a time. There is SO much to get done to prepare the spare bedroom into a nursery (right now it’s an unused storage room that’s slightly falling apart). I can’t focus on anything to do with that room until we replace the carpet, fix the bedroom door falling apart, probably from having to kick it in or shove it to open the door, get some kind of overhead lighting, and just little overall maintenance to the room… so all of my focus is elsewhere.

I have spent the last two days vacuuming the carpet in the living room SIX times, have washed and put away more laundry in one week than I normally get done in a month, mopped the kitchen once every day, cleaned and/or dusted strange corners of the house that I have never thought to clean before. I even took the time to sit and organize various compartments of Em’s toys and multiple toy boxes. I am putting more effort into just having a clean house than I ever have before.

Is this something to be thankful for? Well yes I suppose it is.

While I am technically still supposed to take it easy, and I am LARGE this far along in my pregnancy, I am thankful I still have the energy and capability to put effort into anything right now. There are days where I can do nothing but sit on the couch in a half laying – half sitting position that is the only way to keep from feeling very miserable that day. Luckily those days are few and for the last week I have been able to get up and move around the house. I am thankful I can put effort into my home responsibilities.

Even if I wasn’t uncomfortably pregnant, I am thankful I have the mobility and capability of being just being an able person. Even though doing certain tasks and work seems, at the time, tiring and potentially problematic, eventually we put effort into whatever it is we do. The more effort we put into something, the more we appreciate it. If we put a ton of effort into a project or job, we feel so much more accomplished about it, and we are proud of not only the job, but ourselves for working hard.

Em has learned the value of effort recently as well. This is the first year she is being graded and receiving marks on her papers. She has always loved to learn, and loves doing school work more than playing – or she plays school and has me make her papers to do. She has always been in the top of all her classes, has always been the brightest in her class, and has always had her mind open for learning more. She has never received a bad mark…until last month. She got a sad face on a piece of work that she scribbled through because she said she was in a hurry.

She was distraught. I assume she never knew it was possible to get bad marks because she never has before. When she received this mark, she said she wanted to fix it, that she will never scribble again. And she has held true to that promise. I have always admired how much effort she put into learning, it’s one of those proud moments that a parent can’t really describe, but I have never not been proud of this little girl. Now that she understands the importance of true effort, she always tries her best. She knows if she doesn’t try hard then her marks won’t be as good as if she had worked harder. She has learned to be proud of her own effort. Effort, hard work, determination in a struggling situation is something everyone should be thankful for, because the outcome is always great.

My husband has undeniably shown me that recently. He has been at his new job for two years and some change now, and this is the first time I have ever seen him work with such effort. He enjoys what he does, and he has gained several promotional spaces in the short amount of time he has been there because of the time and effort he has put into this job.

I am indebtedly thankful for the effort he puts into his job, regardless. Seeing how hard he works, knowing how much effort he puts into his strenuous job every single day, watching the obnoxiously long hours he works (fifteen hours yesterday in case you were wondering), I am thankful. I know he does it for us. We are the reason behind how much effort he puts in daily. When he wakes up while it’s still dark outside, and doesn’t get home until it’s dark outside again, I know he is putting in all his effort to provide the best life he can for us at home. He works hard all day long so that I can be here working hard to take care of everyone.

I am thankful for a reason to put effort into our home. I put so much of myself into taking care of our home, giving my family a clean and comfortable home to have. I put effort into making sure they are well fed every day for every meal. I put effort into keeping the home running and not falling into chaos and stress. I am proud of the jobs I do, because of how much effort I willingly put into it.

Thankfulness Day One – Warmth


Before I even begin to think of what this day’s thankful thought is, I realize this could be a little more challenging than anticipated. However, this could actually be the real “challenge” in this 30 day challenge.

Today I am supposed to be thankful for warmth. Of course, I am thankful for warmth, if I took this entirely literal, I would simply say “Thank you, Lord, for letting me be warm today” and that would be the end of this post. But what if I broke down the concept of warmth and all the ways warmth could be applied and found something to be thankful for in each use of the word.

It is November 1st, it is the middle of Fall/Autumn, the leaves are changing, the days are getting shorter, the nights are getting longer, and the air tauntingly dips into the lower end of the degree spectrum. As I’m throwing my fuzzy cardigan on and Em is putting on her jacket before we race to the bus stop, I’m thankful for having these seemingly mundane items that often get overlooked. This is the time of year you see various winter clothing collections, and I am thankful for being able to have our own clothes to keep up warm and thankful for never struggling to have a closet full of coats, jackets, and clothes year-round. As I am thankful for this, I make a mental note to go through our overabundance of coats and purge the closet of unused pieces that would be appreciated elsewhere.

As we are walking to the bus, Em’s tiny little hand fits snuggly in mine, reminding me I am thankful for the warmth of touch. I am thankful to be able to have her warm little hand to hold onto every morning, just as I am thankful she wants to hold my hand in return. Small moments like this are often disregarded, they fall into the background of everyday life, and don’t get as much appreciation as they truly deserve. This is a moment that I should remind myself to appreciate more often, mentally pausing to take in the thought, the knowledge, that I have this beautiful, healthy little girl to love. Remind myself that I created this beautiful life that I absolutely love unconditionally, who is holding on to me with a similar affection.

I am thankful for the warmth of the heart. I am thankful for being capable of loving so much that it fills me with my own sense of warmth. The love I have for my daughter, my husband, my soon-to-arrive infant, my whole little family, I am forever grateful. I am thankful to have them to love, just as I am thankful to have them love me in return. I am incredibly blessed to have the family and the life that I do.

After Em is on the bus, the sun is finally starting to come out – the time change couldn’t come soon enough. I would love to be able to wake up and warm up in the sunshine. And thus, finally, I am thankful for the sun, for light, for warmth itself. With the sun means a new day came and I am still here to see it. I am thankful for the beauty of the sun, it’s warmth, this day, and the light that was created for all of us to have.

30 Days of Thankfulness


I started doing this “30 Days of Thankfulness” challenge this month. On day one it started getting personal. Now I am on day three and haven’t shared any of my thankful notes. I just need a little more courage to share them publicly, because they did turn a little personal.

Maybe it’s because I’m slightly more hormonal now (thanks baby G) or perhaps maybe I do just need to learn to be a little more grateful lately. Life starts to really take a toll on you, everything kind of starts to feel strenuous and difficult. It happens, everyone gets swept up in life and it gets hard to remember to give value to all the little things in your life.

That’s what happened lately, I think. I have been stressed out with the home, being pregnant, preparing for baby G, Hubs working late, late days, thinking about the whole holiday season quickly approaching… Many things to just get swept up in.

Now I’m thankful for this challenge! It gets me to stop and think about the things I seem to have passed over on a daily basis. And I strongly encourage you to partake in this challenge, or another one of your own. There are multiple ones out there. Find one that is good for you. It’s nice to remind yourself of the good things in life, things to have gratitude for, rather than always focusing on the negatives that are happening and dwelling on them.

Renaissance Weekend – Families Who Nerd Together, Stay Together


On one of the past weekends, about three weekends now actually. I am fairly late with this posting, the Hubs and I decided to go to our local Maryland Renaissance Festival. This is not a spur of the moment idea, it’s actually something Hubs and I have gone to once a year for the last six years….and a tradition I introduced him to after I had been going for a good 10 years previously.

Every year we save a few extra dollars, wake up bright and early (not very bright actually as we get up probably just as the sun is rising), we dress in our best olde time flair, and take the long hour and forty-five minute drive to the festival.

This year we took Em, for the first time. She went once when she was a teeny tiny infant, but it was fairly difficult trudging around the dirt hills in the crowded woods where the festival grounds are held with a small child. We decided to wait a reasonable amount of years before we took her again after that, not too long, but enough to where she will actually appreciate and understand what’s going on around her next time we delve into ye olde crowds with her.

This is the first year we have gone as a family and not as a group of friends. It was just the three of us and it was rather different. Not different as in a lesser experience, but it was more of a this-is-our-family, this-is-our-life kind of experience. To be honest, we don’t do a lot of “just us” things. Most family outings include at least one set of in-laws, or other friends. It was humbling having a moment like this being just the three of us.

I experienced this years trip in a whole new way. What attraction did I want to show off to our daughter first? Of course, we had to buy her a crown, and get her face painted. She was just the loveliest butterfly princess after that.

I had to show her the knights and the jousting, which she was extremely excited to see them shoot the bow and arrows. We TRIED to get her to enjoy the staple, yet mandatory, roasted turkey leg that we get every year. But alas, the idea of having a turkey leg you had to gnaw at and rip the meat off the bone with your bare teeth did not seem to please the wee princess.


Em saw her first live band that she will repeatedly talk about. That was quite exciting as she loves music, and when she saw the real instruments she immediately stood up on a bench to get a closer look. She had a delightful look of amazement on her face as we visited our favorite armory there, and I had gotten myself yet another dagger to add to my now ever growing geekory collection. She got herself a nice wooden shield to go with her wooden sword we had bought her from the same place a few years back…and then named herself a warrior princess which I was most definitely for.

After a lot of gawking at different attractions, playing games we don’t normally partake in, and reluctantly letting the child play in the only child’s play area, rightfully dubbed the Wee Bairn’s Shipwreck (because it seemed more like a dumping ground for parents who were too tired to chase their kids around any longer that day), we were done.

The crowds started to pile in, they announced it was sold out for the day, the sun was no longer cool and pleasant but hot and overpowering, and Princess Em had proclaimed her legs were just too tired to move anymore. So while we normally wait until closing, we were just as fulfilled to be leaving around 2 as a family.

While this year was definitely a new experience, and not the turkey leg consuming, mead guzzling, late night shenanigans we normally encounter there, it was a respectfully humble experience which I would choose to do again, as our new tradition. By golly I think we’ve grown up.