It’s time for the final chapter in my first pregnancy. Thank you so much for joining me on First Born Fridays to read about my third trimester.
My third trimester fell right as summer was beginning. I was glad for the sunshine because my pregnancy hormones made me very anxious and worried all the time. I was no longer physically sick, but I mentally, I was having challenges.
So, my doctor recommended I talk with someone. I found a great Psychiatrist that really helped me to talk about all my anxieties and fears. I wrote things down, tried to keep active by going on walks, and planned a lot of activities for the summer.
The first event was a Summer Solstice Party. My husband is part of a VW Bus Club, and they meet every year at a beautiful farm to celebrate the beginning of summer. Luckily, camping in a bus is much more comfortable than regular camping. We put a mattress down in the back, and we were good. The owners of the place were nice enough to let me use the bathroom in their house because being pregnant + still dealing with UTIs = Frequent Bathroom Trips. I simply couldn’t fit myself in the Port-a-potty they had for everyone else.
Yes, my husband is dressed up like Charlie Brown, and I am a pregnant Flapper girl. Every year at the party, they have a theme. I’m honestly not sure what it was because I’m not seeing the connection. I do remember it was fun, and that was the only costume I could fit into at the time.
Next, it was time to travel to Michigan to visit my extended family. We rented a big house with my parents and my brother’s family, and then my Grandma and Uncle (and family) came to visit with us there. We also took a trip to Mackinac Island.
We then drove to another part of Michigan to spend time with my Dad’s side of the family. I remember eating a lot, sleeping a lot, and just trying to get comfortable with my big belly.
I also think this was the last time I was in front of the camera so much. Now, all I do is take pictures of my kids. Back then, I guess my husband always had the camera?
A few weeks later, it was time for my husband’s family reunion. A lot of his family lives in Minnesota, so that’s where we headed. We decided on a hotel room instead of camping out again. I just couldn’t deal with the campground bathrooms. Not at that stage of pregnancy.
Plus, it was my birthday when we got back home! My husband “made” me breakfast in bed. As you can see, I was craving sweet things…especially chocolate. While I lost weight being so sick in the first trimester, I certainly made up for it in the third trimester. I’m not even going to tell you how much weight I gained. Let’s just say I’m pretty sure I weighed more than my husband. I’m 5′ 5″ and he’s 6′ 1″. You do the math.
I was nearing the home stretch, and my sister-in-law volunteered to throw me a baby shower. It was a zoo animal theme, and it was really cute. My favorite was a clothes line filled with baby clothes…then I got to keep them all!
The final event of the summer was our friend’s wedding. It was the second weekend of October, and I wasn’t due until Halloween, so we didn’t know it would be our last night out as a couple. We had fun, but I was really uncomfortable. I hardly had any maternity clothes left that fit me, let alone something to wear at a wedding. I just squeezed into a dress, and hoped my sweater would cover the rest.
The big day was coming way before we knew it. Come back next week to read all about my delivery.