Week 30

I'm definitely not sad to see Week 29 go, glad I survived and am onto Week 30!

As I amended last week's post to mention, I wasn't feeling so hot as the calendar turned to Week 29. What I thought was just blah-ickyness thanks to pregnancy actually turned out to be the oh-so-ugly stomach flu.

*Obviously this is not me, but this very well could've been taken at my house.*

I think it's safe to say that everyone has suffered from the flu's wrath at some point in their life, so you all know how brutal it is. I think it's also safe to say that it's SO MUCH WORSE when you are housing a baby in your midsection. The bump gets in the way as you're trying to find that one position that allows you a teeny bit of comfort, you don't fit on the bathroom floor as easily as you once did, your legs cramp as you are giving back the Gatorade you thought it was safe to drink...you get the picture. I'll welcome labor over the stomach flu any day (although, I reserve the right to change my mind after I actually experience labor). It knocked me out for Thursday and Friday, but Ian and my mom were fortunate enough to not get it after helping take care of me during those rough days. Thankful for that and thankful for them!

Once I was finally able to eat and drink without paying the consequences, I decided I needed to get out of the house for some fresh air, so I dragged Barbie Doll out of bed Saturday morning to register as my walking buddy for the St. Patrick's Day 5K!

Russell Construction was the title sponsor (and generously paid all employees' admission fees), so I really wanted to be there to support the event. I wasn't able to meet my goal of 30 minutes, but starting and finishing the race was considered a success in my book given the fact that I'd eaten only toast for 48 hrs.

Lucky for Wendy, she didn't have to run with me anymore (prior to the flu, she agreed to run with me even though the bump would slow her down), and she went on to finish 6th in our age division! We gave her mad props for the stellar run, but not so much for her attire.

 It was a great time...and I promptly went back to the couch to rest when it was over.

I looked kind of like this:

Of course, it wouldn't be St. Patrick's Day without some corned beef and cabbage, so we headed to my parents' house for our annual CBC dinner.

And my mom surprised me with an extra special treat...cookie cake!!

I don't really think that walking a 5K at a pretty leisurely pace earned me a cookie cake, but who am I to argue with my mama!? The best part is that she ordered it fully frosted (the ONLY way cookie cake should be ordered), and when she got there to pick it up, they hadn't done it that way. So, she had them frost a new one for her so as to comply with my preference. :) Now that's what you call an AWESOME mom. Hopefully I can earn that title someday, too!

Now that I'm healthy and feeling better, I had to prove to myself that I could've reached my goal for the race if I hadn't gotten sick. Treadmill 5K yesterday in 29:31, not too shabby for being 71 days away from my due date!

Now onto house news...we've accepted an offer!! We ended up with two interested parties and the bidding war led to one winner. We're excited to finally be moving (literally) forward with the sale and onto the new house!

Fingers are crossed that we can figure out the timing of closing, rental, etc. so that our baby doesn't have to live the first months of his life in a van down by the river. ;)

I ended up meeting the woman whose offer we accepted, and in addition to raving about our house and décor, she also raved about our little Kipster.

Everyone loves this cat, I wasn't going to be surprised if she somehow worked him into the offer for the house! ;)

 (He is priceless, and therefore, not for sale.)

 Weird that no one wants Izzy, our problem cat-child:

While our week started on a sour note, it ended quite sweet--selling our house, getting to see our little man in 3D on the big screen (post with photos to come!) and letting our ears flap in the wind like we didn't have a care in the world...

Berta sure enjoyed her time in the car, so much so that she left me a reminder on my window. Lovely.

In conclusion, we're 30 weeks along and have only 10 short weeks to go...

you've cat to be kitten me right meow!!

 Q&A for the Dirty 30:

How far along: 30 weeks

Baby is the size of a: Cucumber or cabbage (timely for St Patrick's Day). He's between 15.2 and 16.7 inches long and weighs anywhere from 2.5 to 3.8 pounds. His skin is getting smoother and his brain is getting wrinklier! And he's now strong enough to grasp a finger...like the one he'll have me wrapped around from Day 1. :)

Weight gain: I'll find out this afternoon. I'm going to guess 30lbs at this point. 

Maternity clothes:  It's pretty much the same story here, mixing and matching long, looser tops and maternity leggings, work pants and jeans.

Stretch marks: No marks still!

Belly button in or out: It's still hanging on as an inny!

Sleep: It's strange, but I'm sleeping better now than I was before. Less bathroom trips and sounder sleep, don't think that's the norm! Dreams are getting more vivid again though.

Best moment this week: SELLING OUR HOUSE! 

Worst moment this week: Two words: stomach flu.

Miss anything: Being able to put on socks easily.

Movement: Yep, lots of it! It's fun to put things on my belly and watch them move and jump around from his kicks. :)

Cravings: My afternoon treat of Diet Coke/Diet Mountain Dew.

Queasy or sick: Heartburn and acid reflux, UGH.  
Baby items of the week: I think we finally found a crib online, so that was exciting!

Looking forward to: The 3D ultrasound we're heading to shortly!!