Squatternut Baush

A few of you might actually get this right away... For those of you that do, you rock. For those of you that don't, here you go...



We're in the middle of week 29 this week. According to my weekly email, little man is approximately 2.5 pounds and a little over 15 inches long. It compares him to a butternut squash, thus squatternut baush. :) Hopefully you all appreciated that as much as I did when I read it.

Last week, at 28 weeks, I had my last 4 week appointment. From now until 36 weeks I go every two weeks, and then at 36 weeks, I'll start going every week until Rylan graces us with his arrival.

I was a little apprehensive of my 28 week appointment, but over all, I did a good job, if I do say so myself. I rewarded myself with 2 pieces of chocolate that day. First of all, it was the much feared glucose screening. I'd heard horror stories about how terrible the fluid was I had to drink. Let me say this - it was NOT that bad at all. I was expecting to drink something along the lines of battery acid, so I was very pleasantly surprised with the nice orange drink. The worst part was the hour after the drink. I don't think I've ever had such a sugar high. It was terrible! On the way in to the Doc's office, Rusty asked me a question, and I actually was stuttering over my words because I couldn't talk fast enough to answer him. Then, once we were in the office, I couldn't sit still. Of course all of the sugar made Rylan just go crazy in my tummy, too. Glad to know it wasn't just me struggling.

I knew that I would be getting a RHogam shot at my appointment, also. I was a little nervous about it, as well, because I'd heard several different things. Some people had it in their arms, others in their rears. Everyone, though, said the worst part was how cold the fluid was when it was injected, so you could actually feel it spreading. I reallllly don't like needles and shots. To be honest, I can't remember the last shot I had - that's how much I dislike needles. So we go into one of the rooms for my shot to be administered. The assistant walks in and immediately says, "So this goes in your backside." I looked at Rusty and said, "Nooo!!" To make it worse, I was wearing a dress and just kind of had to hike it up and bend over. (Sorry for any terrible mental image you might've just had.) Of course I freaked out the whole time, but in the end, it really wasn't bad at all. The needle was small enough that I barely felt it, and I didn't feel a single drop of the fluid going in. When we walked out of the room, I kindly asked the nurse to not talk about me or laugh at me until I was well out of the office. :)

Well, I go back next week, already, so maybe I'll have some more fun stories after that visit. Hopefully none of them are bad enough to provide gruesome mental images again... HA! No promises to be made.

I missed a few weeks on pictures. Anyway, here is my growth since the last picture at 24 weeks. I had to go for the official wardrobe change. To make myself feel better, I find it necessary to tell you that the other clothes technically still fit, but since they aren't maternity, they don't hug my shape the right way, showing you how big I actually am.

Here is 24 weeks:


Here is 29 weeks: