Monday marked 32 weeks!
My 32 week check-up went great and I’m scheduled back for an ultrasound at 35 weeks so we can see how BIG Baby Girl is.
Here are a few pictures of me with an extra 35 pounds.
I cannot believe how fast this pregnancy is flying by. It’s been too fast and I feel I’m running out of time. Baby Girl will be here soon and her nursery has not reached completion!
Life just amazes me how fast it truly goes by. Here recently, our life has been full-speed ahead and continuously nonstop. There was the car wreck, the attack of the stomach bug, pink eye attacked Evan, Evan then broke out with a bad case of hives and thus resulted in an emergency trip to the allergist, Evan then visited the dermatologist for the third time to have his molluscum removed and lastly, Lovebug contracted Streptococcus, the lovely bacteria infection commonly referred to as strep throat. And that was just in the month of February. Oh, and I forgot to mention, Lovebug’s physical therapy trips for his hand twice a week. Needless to say, our medical deductibles have been met and I am on a first name basis with all the doctors, nurses, staff, janitors and the hypercondriacs who frequent the doctor’s office.
Have any other mothers had to deal with their toddler and molluscum? It is horrible! For those who have not had the pleasure of dealing with this, molluscum is a skin disease that creates small, wart-like growths on the skin. Our dermatologist called them “children’s warts”. They’re not harmful to the child but are very contagious. They have the potential to spread rapidly over parts of your child’s body. The virus, related to the chickenpox virus, loves to hang out in daycare centers (along with pink eye). I am always baffled how Evan seems to encounter these viruses when he has never stepped one foot in daycare. Go figure, only my child! We had to visit the dermatologist this past month for a third time to get these pesky warts under control. The only way to successfully remove the warts is to have them scraped off. With a scalpel. I know, it sounds horrible. And it was. Just picture this…Lovebug, three nurses and I holding Evan down while the doctor meticulously scraped them off. They were on his thighs and tooshy, which made it worse. After that visit, Evan and I were physically and emotionally done for the day. We went home and both took a three-hour nap.
(This is not a picture of Evan’s warts. This is one Google found for me. For the most part, the pictures on Google were quite disturbing. This one most accurately depicts how Evan’s appeared.)
FYI: If you observe small warts on your child, anywhere on your child, please visit the dermatologist immediately. Most pediatricians downplay the severity of the warts because they are not harmful to your child. I, on the other hand, believe you should not walk around with a warty kid. Plus, the warts are VERY contagious and one should not let it spread to another child. This is probably where I should confess now how tempted I was to check every child in Evan’s Sunday School class for molluscum. I just knew I was going to find it on one of his classmates and then I was going to march up to his/her parents and politely inform them how much monetary, physical and emotional damage these warts have caused me. But I didn’t. I quietly informed the nursery director and asked her to be on the look-out. So, that concludes molluscum 101 class. Now please pray that Evan’s warts are gone by the time Baby Girl gets here. The last thing I need is for them to spread to her and me have a warty newborn!
Whew! Thank-you for letting me vent.
Besides our physical ailments, good things have happened too! Evan is officially sleeping in his big boy boat bed (say that three times fast) and is doing great. It took about 3 weeks of Lovebug and I laying in there with him while he fell asleep, but now he climbs into it willingly and sleeps all night. I am so proud of him. This is how I find him every morning. He has always been quite the wiggle worm.
Baby Girl’s nursery is slowly making progress. I originally had plans to leave Evan’s old furniture the same color and just refabric everything. Well, then I had a revelation. I remembered dreaming as a little girl that one day I would have a little girl and she would have a white crib. Hence, the crib and changing table now needed to be painted white. Lovebug said he never had these dreams as a little boy and insisted on us leaving the crib and changing table alone. Geez Louise, after knowing me 15 years you think he would know better. So alas, the painting began.
The crib and changing table were originally stained with a wood finish. I am currently on coat #3 of white paint. Sidenote: If you ever want to test your marriage, you may or may not want to repaint a crib together.
We repainted the hope chest, night stand and dresser pink! More specifically, Royal Silk by Behr.
And here is a little glimpse of the fabric. I fell madly in love with this pink/gray/white chevron pattern.