Housewife

Only 8 more work hours to go until I have 12 months off to become a Mummy and Super Duper Housewife (ha-ha).

It's sad and I'm going to miss work like crazy (I never thought I would say that). All the managers (who can't attend my surprise farewell tomorrow) either called or came around to wish me all the best and promise I would bring the baby around. Grown men are so sweet when it comes to little babies. It's made me really appreciate working there though which I'm extremely grateful for.

It's crazy to think that after tomorrow I'm going to be planning/sorting out my life for this new little baby that is about to turn our lives upside down. It is so exciting to think that this baby, part of me and part of my Husband, can be anything he/she wants to be and the future is wide open.

Final Countdown

I've been a bit M.I.A with this damn cold. I haven't wanted to do anything other than sleep and this combined with being pregnant and working full-time does not make for a happy blogger!

Everyone at work keeps asking me if I'm looking forward to Friday and today I can say (even sick) that I'm not. I know it will be great to have no work but I'm going to miss seeing everyone. I guess it's the camaraderie not the work that I will actually be missing and it's funny but I can picture myself visiting a lot once the baby is born (until they eventually ban me ha-ha).

At least my first week off I've already got things booked like a hair appointment and photo shoot. Very exciting! Then my focus will be on Hubby & his exams, and after that PECAN!!! I just hope the nesting desire kicks in there at some point.

I hope everyone else is having a good week, I'm going to go back to drinking copious amounts of water and wallowing on the couch as Bubs uses my tummy for karate time.

Bonding with Bubs - Week 34

Size: over 2.2kg and around 45cm in length - and boy can I feel that length!

What's Pecan Up To: entertaining Daddy who was watching all the kicks going on on the left side of my belly; having a racing heart rate but I blame that on the poor little boy/girl being prodded repeatedly in the head to make sure he/she wasn't in breech!

Symptoms: Very tired but I now think that's a combination of coming down with a cold; I haven't been very hungry either which isn't a good a thing. Waking up really early in the morning - when work is over this will be ok but with my last week being pretty full on I wish I could just sleep straight through until the alarm goes off. I'm also finding it really difficult to stay sitting down at my desk, I did an interview on Friday and all I wanted to do was stretch and stand/walk around but I probably would have freaked the poor guy out!

Cravings: coffee; hot water with lemon (sugar or honey are optional)

Keep that away from me: mince

Weight: verging on the 82kg+

 

Feelings: Counting down for work & uni to be over! Then we can really focus on getting everything ready (not that we aren't doing that now). I also can't wait to see how Hubby is with our first baby, it's going to be amazing and definitely make my heart melt.

Random: The guessing game has really kicked into over drive but I really don't have a preference. I used to - in the beginning it was a girl and then it switched to a boy - but now I don't care I just want to be able to hold my yummy smelling newborn in my arms.

A Tickle & Work Post

*Grimace*

I think someone has infected me with a cold. Everyone at work has been sick plus my Mum but I thought I might be immune - starting to think I was kidding myself. My throat is tickling me and I've been exhausted all day. I wanted to put it down to being pregnant and having a bad sleep but I think it's that combined with coming down with something. NOT FAIR! It's my last week of work and I have to help train up my replacement's replacement - yep even though we're in recruitment we completely got it wrong! Big huge waste of 8 weeks of training and even though I really loved working with her I'm so angry that she wasted our time (especially because she knew it was a parental leave contract!). I feel worse for my boss though because it's the last thing she needed on her plate.

I'm so appreciative of this last bit of time at work. All our employees have been fantastic, even if some of them are teasing me with waddling (I swear I'm not!!!) and anyone who has gone off on holidays - who I won't see until after I've had Pecan - has come in and given me a huge hug. I've even been invited to the December Christmas Party which is really nice of them. I feel so spoilt and lucky to be able to work with such a great group of people. I'm definitely grateful for the break from my job though because it was getting just that bit too repetitive and boring. I even broached with my boss about returning to work part-time and a pay rise and neither were ignored or flicked aside. Even so I'm getting a bit freaked out about leaving the workforce and soon having to live off savings (even if it's only until Pecan is born)!

On the plus side though today Mum took me and my little sister shopping (technically for my sister's boyfriend's birthday present whoops!). We got so spoilt! An awesome maternity hospital outfit from Peter Alexander (I kept saying I didn't want to because it would get ruined but my little sister did say these photos would be FOREVER - yay for putting that fear in me and here I was thinking labour would be the hard bit!); lots of Bonds stuff including some more much needed leggings; some awesome Revlon long lasting lip gloss (the only thing I purchased); some tops which actually cover my maternity bras (YIPPEE); some other random on sale pj/hospital/maternity items and... a bag of lemons!

Now I'm finally off to bed for some much needed rest and I'll most likely fall asleep reading about breastfeeding - oh how my life has changed.

5 more days

Life is getting a little crazy! I only have 5 days left of work before starting parental leave and Hubby only have 5 more days left of uni classes EVER (granted he still has exams but no more classes!). I'm way more excited for him to be finishing up than me. I remember when I finally finished after 5 years of uni, my girlfriends and I kept it pretty tame but it was still such a great feeling knowing we never had to sit through another mind-numbingly boring lecture ever again. I have advised him that I will be his taxi and that I expect him to go crazy with all his buddies, but even if he doesn't we'll definitely have to do something special that Friday - I should probably organise something whoops.

Yesterday was our last parenting class and we got to see 2 gorgeous 8 week old girls and hear about how their births had been etc... I'd been worried because earlier that day there'd been a baby bought into work (one of our 800 staff members bought in her daughter) and I just felt absolutely nothing towards her. Sure she was adorable but I felt nothing and every time I felt bad about that Pecan gave me a big jab haha. So it was comforting that my first thought upon seeing those babies was that I wanted to steal them. It's gotten to the point where I can't wait to hold Pecan in my arms and find out if I'll be lucky enough to have a little son or daughter (and what he/she will look like - please have my hairline bubs).

I'm amazed how fast time is flying now and so very very excited.

Tropical Holiday

c/o: http://island-in-bali.blogspot.com/

 

Finally I can look forward to a tropical holiday. Whilst originally the big family holiday was going to be a safari in Africa Mum vetoed that because Pecan will be too small. Just proving I have so much to learn upon Pecan being born haha.

As I told you all Mum has gotten engaged, we've seen the bling (eh gads do I need to clean my rings!) and it's gorgeous. So now the wedding planning begins which I can't wait for but how does this connect with the tropical holiday? Well they are crazy and want to take us all on their honeymoon to Bali. Apparently my mother believes a honeymoon should involve babysitting...and who am I to argue with her. It will also coincide with my birthday and Mother's day so I'm getting very spoilt as well.

My mother-in-law apparently isn't too keen on us taking her grandchild to Bali but she hasn't said anything to me and if she does... I know I always get sick going to Bali, yay for Bali belly but you can get sick at home and I've never been a scared traveler. So Pecan is going overseas before he/she is even 1, a very spoilt little baby.

I've already made a pact with my sister's boyfriend that when they're all getting massages we'll go off exploring, we both hate massages so it's a win win and he loves kids which is great!

I can't wait, I'll be downing coconuts like there's no tomorrow and lounging by the pool with lots of babysitters around, I couldn't think of a better way to celebrate Jess Week (my birthday is the weekend before my first Mother's Day hehe). But I'm sure I'll also be making sure my Mum and her new husband actually go out and enjoy themselves as well.

But first we've got 7 days left of work, Hubby finishing uni, Pecan making his/her entrance and a huge wedding (130 people!!!). Life is really good at the moment and it's nice to be so happy.

Bonding with Bubs - Week 33

Size: 2.2kg as of Friday! Not sure how long though, forgot to ask.

What's Pecan Up To: being head down (hurrah) and growing a full head of hair (I did a double fist pump when told that...poor embarrassed Hubby). He/she is still moving a fair bit and kicking/punching.

Symptoms: Feeling very heavy and finding it difficult to get in & out of bed (plus rolling over is near impossible). I felt breathless yesterday after a Target expedition which was no fun :(

Cravings: frozen yoghurt, fresh fruit and coffee (still the same but now chocolate is creeping in there)

Keep that away from me: nothing really although yesterday I smelt a BBQ and hated it.

Weight: between 80-82kg

 

Feelings: So happy that Bubs has hair! I know it's silly but we were watching a breastfeeding DVD in parenting class and most of the babies had gorgeous amounts of brown hair (there was 1 blondie) and I just kept thinking I would love for my little son or daughter to have that. It's surprising seeing as I was bald when I was born, not sure about Hubby but I'm assuming he didn't have a lot of hair either!

Oh and of course the most important thing, my placenta has moved YAY. So now a giant weight has been lifted off my shoulders and we can actually have the natural water birth - or at least aim for it, I'm still prepared for anything to happen when I go into labour, just as long as I get a healthy and happy baby that's all I care about.

Random: Because our ultrasound tech was actually having an exam when he did my ultrasound it wasn't the best one we've had. It was fun though I just couldn't tell what was what on the screen, other than some fists which I definitely felt! Hubby was at a complete loss but we were both happy to hear Pecan is doing really well in there.


It's crazy that I've only got 2 more weeks of work and Hubby has 2 more weeks of classes then exams...time is definitely flying.