23 Weeks & The Mishaps of Little Mookie

Still a papaya this week...although in my pregnancy book, I read Cookie should double in weight by the end of the month!

So I have to start out with a Little Mookie story this week...he is in the poop house with me right now.  I love him, always will.  If some of you will remember, when Nick & I first got Little Mookie he used to pee on Nick's stuff, and ONLY Nick's stuff.  I thought it was really funny (although Nick didn't quite feel the same way).  I had always told Nick, just don't keep your stuff on the floor, problem solved.  Mookie would go far as to root through the dirty clothes pile while I was separating them for washing and pee directly on Nick's jeans (that happened only once, but it's a true story, and yes, I laughed really hard).  I think Mookie was trying to exert dominance (even though he's been fixed), but who knows what the issue was.  It stopped after about two months (and it wasn't like it happened all the time, just occasionally).

So Karma really sucks, I totally know it, and I should have never laughed at Nick's situation.  Mookie has always been a mama's boy.  He literally follows me all around the house (even the bathroom).  He can't stand it when I close a door and he can't get in, he gets really stressed out and meows and scratches constantly at the door.  I can barely sit down and get situated before he's trying to get in my lap for pets and cuddles.

Which makes Sunday morning so weird.  Nick had fallen asleep watching the TV (yes, our bedroom is still our living room, bedroom, and dining room and we are hopefully close to a floor resolution, but I don't want to jinx it so more will come later) and I woke up around 6 AM and nudged him and requested the TV be turned off.  Nick turns it off and I proceed to try to drift back off to sleep hugging my body pillow close (which for those of you pregnant, it really is a God send, get it sooner rather than later, trust me).  All of a sudden I hear something like water pouring and I think OMG, is Mookie peeing in our room!?!  Cats have accidents, it happens every so often, but rarely.  Mookie is particular about his litter box.  If it's not clean enough for him, he'll pee on the bathroom rug I put in front of it to catch all of his litter, but he NEVER pees outside of the bathroom, not for FOUR years!

I yell, "Mookie!  Are you peeing!?!" and flip on my bedside lamp and there he is mid squat on my gym bag!  I cannot believe it!  He has peed on my gym bag!  I was so freaking mad!  I chased him out of the room...came back into the bedroom and threw the bag in bathtub in our master bathroom figuring I'd wash it when I got up at a decent hour.  I waddled back to the bed and realized I was thirsty and my bedside Nalgene was empty.  In the kitchen, Mookie comes up and tries to be sweet and rub my leg and I go chasing him through the house yelling at him.

I get back to the bedroom and lay back down and the little bugger tries to get in bed with us!  I chase him out again, apologize to Nick because now I'm definitely keeping him awake, and lay back down.  Of course now I'm too worked up to go to sleep and am even more upset that I'm awake at 6 AM on a weekend morning.  Mookie tries to get back in bed to cuddle a couple of more times and each time I chase him away (I mean, he PEED on my stuff, he has to be punished, right?).  He finally gave up and was smart enough to stay away the rest of the morning.  He spent the day desperately trying to make up...I held firm.  Of course he was forgiven eventually (that night before bedtime when he sat by the side of the bed giving me a pitiful look is when I finally gave in and forgave him)...and like I said, Karma really sucks - Nick was really great about the whole thing and told me he knows how much it sucks.

Now on to the fun stuff...

TOTAL WEIGHT GAIN: I think it's only been 1 lb, but it's kind of hard to tell when you just have a home scale...the MD scale is more accurate.

MOVEMENT: Holy cow...had a really, really hard jab (maybe an elbow?) Sunday morning (yes, while I sat awake fuming at Mookie).  My hand just happened to be where the jab was and it was hard and pokey!!!  It was the weirdest thing I had ever felt.  I immediately woke Nick, he felt one too (although it wasn't as hard as the one I felt).  We can now see my belly move when Cookie moves.  It's just the slightest movement right now...no hiccups yet.  Nick likes to lay next to me and watch her move around. 

CRAVINGS: Nick's stir fry.  It's the first meal he ever made me and it made me think he could cook (he's that good at it).  Little did I know it was the only from scratch recipe he could make (the only other thing he knows is spaghetti from a jar, veggie burgers, and heating up left overs).  He made it for me Friday night and made enough so we got left overs Saturday night...pure bliss.

Another craving I've been having on and off is cantaloupe, which is weird because I did not like cantaloupe pre-pregnancy - at all.  It tastes so sweet and wonderful to me now.  I don't try to make sense of it, I just indulge since it's healthy.

SYMPTOMS: Same stuff - emotional ups and downs, feet swelling (although it's down graded to very mild rather than moderate - yeah for me keeping my feet elevated like a good girl), hot/stuffy (Nick still freezes at night), missing feet, swollen fingers (although I discovered I can still fit my wedding ring on if I keep the engagement ring off - it doesn't bunch of the swollen tissue on my finger as much - so I try to wear it when we go out - it makes me feel like I'm not knocked up), crazy dreams, not as much heartburn (I haven't used my Tums in three days!), spicy food aversion, belly itching and double D itching has downgraded and does not occur everyday.

The mild insomnia has not reappeared this week (happiness) and I haven't had another leg cramp since that one.  Another happiness note, I haven't had another bout of the pregnancy constipation (whew!). 

Some of you may think some of this is TMI, but honestly, some of this stuff I never knew about and wish I had known before rather than panicking when they occurred and then be giggled at by my previously/currently pregnant girlfriends (and mother too) and told it's all normal.

Had a gestational diabetes scare.  During my OB visit last week, I had glucose in my urine so that Wednesday I had to go in for a 1 hour fasting glucose test.  That came back high (I was 159 and they wanted it below 139).  So I had to go back Friday for a THREE hour fasting glucose test (that's 4 pokes total - yuck).  Nick went with me in support because I was upset about the whole thing.  Luckily the had Internet so I could get some work done while waiting.  That test came back with one result high and the rest normal so I'm more of a borderline...which means not much other than I have to repeat the test prior to my next OB visit and I have some modifications to my diet.  Not too bad, BUT I'm not allowed cookies, cake, jelly, syrup, ice cream, candy and all the fun stuff Cookie and I love so much, but in the end it's really better for the both of us to cut that stuff out.

BELLY BUTTON: Yup, still there.

PREPARATIONS: Paintings are done, check them out below!  We didn't make much progress on painting this week, We're trying to figure out the best attack.  I have a respirator I wear while painting and Nick does the big areas while I do the detail work (where the ceiling meets the wall, corners, etc.) that the roller can't get.  Nick isn't very good with these spots and he knows I'll make him do it a 100 times until it's right because I am that anal.  Even though I have the respirator, I don't want to do the trimming while he is doing the big areas so we're debating if he should do the big areas first or if I should do the trimming first.  Honestly, I think we were just lazy this weekend.  I got the sticks for my mobile during a walk through the canyon by our house Nick and I took this weekend (I heart nature) and other supplies to put it together.  I plan on working on the balancing act this week...hopefully you'll see a done picture next week.  I also ordered the decals for the fan blades and the one for the wall behind the crib this weekend, but you'll have to wait until they're received and up before you get a peek at those.  We also signed up for a child birth and preparedness class that starts in November.

MILESTONES: I think the movement section speaks of our big milestone this week.  I'm still in awe of that feeling from the outside I felt and Nick gets to feel them more and more each day.  Another milestone, Nick is really into decorating and making choices for Cookie's nursery!  He has opinions on everything, which is refreshing since he really didn't have any opinions in the planning of the wedding.  I can count on him to make the final decision if I present two or three choices of something I like which helps with my feelings of being overwhelmed.

WEEKLY WISDOM: It's OK to be lazy.  Nick and I spent a lazy Sunday in bed (and realized we wouldn't be able to do that any more come February).  We hadn't done that since we were still young and dating (not that we're old now)...it was one of our favorite things to do, just be together and snuggle deep into the covers and enjoy each other and talk about our future together.  Life had gotten in our way, but it brought back all those memories of the things we did when our relationship was still new.  We made a promise to do it again at least one more time before Cookie arrives (although we may do it more than once).

And here they are...nine painted pictures for Cookie's nursery (and yes, that's still our concrete slab - floor is still in dispute).  They don't look so bad if I dare to toot my own horn!