kelliecook's Blog

So someone asked me if I would like to write a blog about being pregnant. I said sure!  It's one thing being pregnant, but any woman who has been pregnant understands what I am going through. It's bad enough that I feel like a stuffed whale and that every pair of pants I wear now have elastic in the waste, but my body temperature changes are out of control.  And my poor husband and son are the ones to suffer.  I plead my case by using the term "but I'm pregnant" quite frequently.  

 In fact, I use that term as much as possible.  When my husband says wash the clothes, cut the grass, clean the house, make the bed, cook dinner- my reply is often the same - "but I am pregnant."

But I do enjoy being pregnant.  There is something so surreal about having my baby girl kick me in my kidneys and my side and my bladder and where ever else her tiny legs with stretch too!  It re-affirms that the "bun in my oven" is a real human being that I am and will forever be responsible for. 

We are going to name her Addison.  I must say that has become quite a popular name all of sudden, but the only name we could agree on.  I faught my case for naming her Brantley, but my husband could not get past the fact that he went to Jr. High with a chubby bully kid named Brantley.  So as doing my part of compromise, we ended up with Addison. 

I go back at the end of this month for my check-up and I have to be tested for gestational diabetes.  I have to drink syrup in 5 minutes and then have blood drawn to test.  I am not exactly sure just what gestational diabetes is, but I do know that I don't want it.  You have to go on a special diet and run rish of delevering a large baby.  So wish me luck with my test. 

Until next time......