A Shower for Baby Boy

In May my mom and my sweet friend Bethany threw me the most beautiful baby shower to celebrate our boy. Andy and I are so spoiled with the best family and friends ever, seriously, and it was such a great afternoon with some of my favourite ladies from near and far. My mom worked so hard to put together a totally personalized version of Cranium (Kiranium) as a surprise for everyone to play, complete with trivia about me as a baby, pictionary, singing, and reaching blindly into mystery boxes. It was the best. Bethy made everything look amazing as usual and our little guy was showered with love. I couldn't have asked for anything more. My wonderful generous friend Elissa so kindly took photos of the day and I'm happy to share them here! This little boy is so loved.

My friend Laura is 8 weeks behind me in her pregnancy and it's been really fun to have someone to go through everything with. We are both newbies and we are both having boys! I am so happy for her and Tyler and I can't wait to see our boys grow up together.

And of course, my mama and me. :)

30 Weeks

Last week we found out our boy had flipped from his previously super low, head down position to head up. That would explain all the hard poking protrusions that've been happening around my belly button the last little while! Our midwife is not at all concerned; it's still early, but I've become preoccupied with getting him to flip back. I've done forward leaning inversions, breech tilts, knee to chest, child's pose--all the exercises. I'm trying not to let worry overtake me, but I want the best for him, obviously. After a few days of research I started feeling bad that something I'd done had caused him to be breech, like holding the baby on my hip at work, standing for too long during the day or having bad posture, not sitting with my knees low all the time...any old thing. Andy has been so sweet through all of it. He reminds me that it's not a big deal right now, it's not my fault, I'm trying my best to help him switch back and if he doesn't, we'll figure that out when the time comes. He's been saying this is a great first lesson in parenting: you can't (and shouldn't) control your child. So, sweet boy, here's my promise to let you do your own thing for a while longer and try not to worry in the meantime. 

With less than 10 weeks to go now, I've started to think more about my upcoming labour. It is scary and intimidating to be staring down the barrel of an experience I know is so intense, long, physically taxing and painful. That preconception is a pretty big hurdle for pregnant women to overcome, I think. I believe that my body can do it, just as it's grown our boy so well so far without my input. Mentally I think there's some things to work through for myself. Having had 7 kidney stone attacks requiring narcotics to control, I feel wary about birthing a human head when tiny stones have given me so much grief. At the same time, even my midwives have expressed that passing kidney stones is worse than labour, so I feel maybe a little reassured that I've done a "harder" version 7 times, and without the reward of a newborn baby at the finish line. Part of me doesn't believe it's more painful, though. (How can it be? Maybe they just started saying that to make us feel better when we're crying and moaning and writhing around because something 3mm wide is trying to exit our bodies.) Our boy being breech for the time being has also brought up some feelings about c-sections I didn't anticipate. 

All in all, lots of thinking and reading going on here, and I'm feeling ready to prepare more for labour. We are really getting to the home stretch now! I'm so beyond excited to finally see and kiss your face, little guy. My little love.