Edema

Edema: effusion of serous fluid into the interstices of cells in tissue spaces or into body cavities.


WARNING: This post may not be fitting for those who may be sensitive to gross or ugly things. 


With that being said... behold... the FOOT. 

This is how my foot looks at the end of the day. It's not a pretty sight, but I'm actually hiding the worst part with my skirt. As my little brother put it last night, my calves "are bigger than the line backers" on the football team. I guess they have big calves. And I've got bigger ones. I hadn't looked at them for awhile (it takes a little extra effort to find them down there) and caught a glimpse the other day. It was scary! 

And this one my friends is my foot after the gym. You see-I have a hard time getting my shoes on, but then once I get them on, the liquid is squeezed into my ankles and calves. That makes my shoes more comfy, but looks a little weird after.

Don't worry--I've been told this is all normal and I'm not dying or anything. I was a sweller in the heat before I was pregnant, so I figured this was bound to happen. Although, I never knew how much water one body could retain. But hey, it makes for a good laugh for everyone else right? 

Anyway, that's enough of that. 

Here are some pictures of other aspects of our lives as of late.

We've been working on little one's room. This is the side we have done. The other side is just the crib and things but I still have to make a fitted sheet for the bedding of the crib so I'll post it when I'm done. I made the curtains and pillows and Mike helped (pretty much did it all) with the pad on the window. He even did the tufting. He's such a good husband. Although, don't tell him that I posted that he did it all-he doesn't like people to know that he can be crafty. This has been my first experience with the sewing machine though so that's been interesting. You just can't look too closely at anything haha. 

Little one has a lot of clothes from showers. He's kind of spoiled. We're super grateful though. :)

He even has a sweater and bonnet that my sweet grandma made for him. Tayden is modeling it for us below. haha It's a little large for our baby, but someday it will fit him. Mike suggested maybe she could make us all one and we could take a family portrait?  She made all sorts of things for the little guy, including little baby booties, a baby cocoon, mittens, etc... Cutest grandma ever.

Below is the belly at 36 weeks. It's feeling pretty huge. Skirts have been my life now. I don't really wear anything else. 

I'm excited to be able to be done with the whole pregnancy gig though and have our baby here. Only a few more weeks! I'm also excited to get on the road to getting back into shape. (and having real ankles) It's really not that exciting gaining a considerable amount of weight by the second. At least it's for a good cause. 

Well that's all the random pictures I have so I guess this post is about over. Maybe next time there will be a little Hancock to post about. I would be oh so happy.

Michael

Has anyone met my cute husband? 

Yeah, he's a keeper. 

I haven't written a creepy, cutesy, gaggy post for awhile so this one may be one of those sorts. 

Number one, that guy never complains about anything. He just sits and listens to me CONSTANTLY complain. 

Example of a typical drive in the car. 

Me: "Uh, could you back the car up? I can't fit in the tiny little space between the car and the stairs in the garage to get to my seat?"

Him: "Yeah, sure!"

Me: after getting in the car.. Usually one of these statements would be made next:

"Man my ribs hurt."

"I can't breath sitting like this! I have zero lung capacity."

"I'm hungry."

"Can we get a treat?"

"Wow I really wish your child would stop trying to kick his way out of my stomach."

"Can you get my phone from the floor? I dropped it."

"Shoot I don't have my purse! Can you get it?"

Him: The answer to all of these is either "Yes." or "I'm sorry babe. I think you are doing a good job."

After that, I usually either start crying (if I'm hungry the chances of this happening are increased about 500%) or I'm content for a minute and then think of another complaint. 

See?? He's really nice. 

And I really do try to limit my complaining. He should have the rights to complain about my complaints though and he never does so I am grateful for that. 

Anyway the point of this post is to document what he did for my birthday. 

Here's the deal--we have birthdays right next to each other. His is May 9th and mine is the 15th. It's awful. You know why? 

He ALWAYS outdoes me by just a tad because he follows after me. 

It's cute though because he'll see what I do and then he'll try to come up with something similar that I would like. 

So this year for his 25th birthday, I put together 25 gifts and gave them to him throughout the day. It was fun. He was a good sport too because some of them I sat on the bed with a specific time to be opened. If it had been me I probably would have opened them all as soon as he left for the day. So here's how it started.. 

A few weeks before, we were talking about weird stuff we liked when we were kids. 

Embarrassing as it is, I told him how I used to love The Sound of Music movie. I would watch it over and over and over.... Until 9th grade when I tried out for the school play (which was the Sound of Music that year) just hoping and praying I would make my dream come true of being one of the characters and getting to sing the songs and I got...what role? A nun. Yeah that was the end of my watching the Sound of Music. I was convinced that the pain would never leave me. 

I'm over that now though and I don't mind the songs. 

So this is what I woke up to the morning of my birthday. 

It was hanging from the bedroom door when I got up. And it rhymes. How cute is that? 

So I will try to remember all the gifts. Some were physical gifts and some were emailed to me so bear with me here.

1. It's not clear enough to read the text, but this was hung on the fridge when I went downstairs to get breakfast. I have quite the obsession with Subway breakfast so he provided the funds to get myself some.

2-3-4. The next thing was waiting in the car. This is after I had already kind of gone through it but it was a basket with all baby stuff because our baby is one of my favorite things I guess. haha But there were some vouchers for these clothes at Gap that I really wanted to get him (which were gone when we went back for them :( sad day) and also a breast pump. (sorry that's kind of awkward to write on here a little bit) Also there were treats in there to make sure that he was well nourished that day.

5. Was in the glove box. I love Kneaders! This was for my lunch.

6-7-8. These were emails with vouchers for different things. 6 was a pedicure. 7 was some shoes. 8 was dinner at Texas Roadhouse. 

9. When we got to dinner he gave me a little bag with an iPhone case. 

10. The last thing was shopping! Which is one of my very favorite things. He got me a gift card to Forever 21 and we went down to City Creek and did a little shopping. 

So he did pretty good right??? 

I thought so. I am really grateful for a nice husband who likes me even when I have this huge bubble coming from my middle. And that's all so you can stop throwing up now. :)

Save Me

from my HUGE ankles.

This is not a funny joke. I'd heard about pregnant women having issues with water retention near the end of their pregnancies.
Key word there: END.
I consider myself at the end, but I still have over a month left. I was imagining the last 2-3 weeks.
Well what a nice surprise for me!
(I'd post some pictures of my ridiculous feet, but frankly I'm too embarrassed.)

On a happier note, we've been working on the little one's room. It's still a work in progress, but I'll post some pictures when we're all the way done, but here are a few things we've been working on.

These are little bookshelves (actually spice racks but don't tell..) we put up. 

These are the bumpers for his bedding. :) My mother in law is a really good sewing teacher and helped me help make them. (she finished them off and did the piping, but hey-I did a little!)

And here are some frames from DI we painted and put some printables from Pinterest in. There are a few more, but I haven't quite gotten them done yet. We'll hang them on the wall once we figure out where the furniture and stuff will go. 

And that's about all we've done. 

We are getting excited (and scared). Well Mike isn't scared, but I am a little. Have you ever been to a Child Birth Preparation class? Well go and then you'll understand why I'm scared. There are some nasty things they show you in there. But there are also some nasty things happening to me, like my ankles. My theory is that you get so miserable at the end of pregnancy that you'll do anything to get that child out. Maybe past parents can attest to this? I'm kind of hoping that it's how it is because the stuff I saw in that class was frightening. Good thing it will be worth it! 

Oh and here is a 32 week photo from a few weeks ago.