Here I am, in the 3rd trimester of pregnancy. Kev made mention that we’ve got about 2.5 months to go until our son arrives. Holy cow! This trimester stuff is going quickly, and I can’t get over it.
These are just some updates and stories of how the pregnancy has played out so far.
Second Trimester Tuna
In my 2nd trimester, all sorts of “fun” started. My friend “pregnancy brain” started making its first appearances – more on that later. I also ran into “food aversions”, of the smelling kind. Kev came home one day and made Tuna Helper for dinner, which sent me running to the bathroom. The strong smell of tuna did not settle well with me. Poor Kev followed after me, only to find me crying and laughing in the bathroom. I knew what it was and just had to laugh about it.
Garlic stuff would do that to me whenever it was cooking. If it was a super strong smell while cooking, I’d have to hide in with the chinchillas or somewhere else away from the smells.
Unfortunately, I think my wiring really got flaky, as coffee started to smell like tuna. Mind you, I can’t drink coffee as it’s too bitter for me. But I could at least handle the smell. But 2nd trimester, coffee smelled like tuna.
I’m thankful that come late 2nd trimester, something triggered that wiring back. Coffee finally started to smell like coffee again.
Pregnancy Brain
This morning, Kev and I were walking into yum cha when we saw a bunch of little birds in a tree. I made the comment that those were the little birds that didn’t fly North for the winter. 
Wait… that’s not what I meant!
This isn’t the first time I’ve said the wrong thing, and I know it won’t be the last time. We had gone out for dinner last Monday, since it was my last night at home with Kev until Friday. We were talking about something and I managed to flip two words around completely. I don’t remember what I said, but I do remember he repeated it to me and we were both cracking up, almost to the point of my crying from laughing so hard.
Pregnancy brain has been getting worse as the pregnancy has gone on. Words get flipped, wrong words get put in the wrong places. If I say something that doesn’t make any sense at all and it’s not a time when I’m tired, please understand that my brain is apparently not itself and that this pregnancy has reworked some of the wording, not always in the right form.
Nursery Work
While I was out this past week, Kev painted the nursery. For those who’ve been here, the chinchillas have been moved to the basement, and their room will be the nursery. I was gone for most of this week at a conference, and my awesome husband worked his butt off – sanding the old walls (since they were semi-gloss), painting the ceiling, and painting the walls. It’s coming together nicely!
This afternoon, we picked up the boy’s crib. I’m looking forward to seeing how this will work in his room!
As we were driving home, I made the realization that if, by some awful timing, I went into labor today and had our son, we would be able to make this happen, mostly. However, I keep trying to negotiate with the little man to get him to stay in there as long as he can bear, as it’s a bit early for my liking.
Snoring
While catching up on Grey’s Anatomy, I was watching an episode where McDreamy was laying in bed, watching Meredith snore. Kev happened to be sitting here with me, and apparently in that scene he’s like McDreamy, and I’m like Meredith. Pregnancy has definitely brought on all sorts of changes, and the added weight and inability to adjust to moving around in my sleep has brought on snoring, a lot more than usual. When that scene replayed later in the episode, I had to ask him if that’s how we really are some mornings. I hate snoring and waking him up, and I can only hope that once I have my son that I can lose the weight and hopefully lose the snoring too.
Ah the joys of pregnancy…
