{"id":783,"date":"2012-07-19T19:19:25","date_gmt":"2012-07-20T01:19:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/babyz.hottie-biscotti.com\/?p=783"},"modified":"2012-07-19T19:19:25","modified_gmt":"2012-07-20T01:19:25","slug":"32-weeks","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hottie-biscotti.com\/babyz\/2012\/07\/19\/32-weeks\/","title":{"rendered":"32 Weeks"},"content":{"rendered":"

This little girl is going to hate me when she’s older. \u00a0I can just hear it now. \u00a0“Mom (or she’ll be at that stage where she calls me by my first name), why did you write so much about Carson when you were pregnant with him<\/em><\/strong> and hardly ever write about me<\/strong><\/em>?”. \u00a0“And you took pictures of your how fat you were almost every week with him<\/strong><\/em>, but only like 5 times with me<\/strong><\/em>!” \u00a0Uh. \u00a0I do not look forward to explaining to her how hard it was to be pregnant, chasing a toddler around and in the midst of it all, moving in to a new house and trying to find the time to take pictures of myself (while making sure I’d put on proper attire) and write blog posts. \u00a0I’d better make her the best baby book ever. \u00a0Girls appreciate that kind of stuff more than boys, so I can still redeem myself. \u00a0At least she’ll have the house thing over Carson. \u00a0Mommy and Daddy bought a new house just for her! \u00a0Any advice on how to keep your kids from comparing too much and keeping track of who gets what? \u00a0I know I will fail at being even and fair with both kiddos, despite my best efforts. \u00a0I have a feeling that in raising a little girl I’m going to be calling my parents a lot and apologizing for all the smart, sassy and downright nasty things I said and did as a kid.<\/p>\n

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We’re 32 weeks and feeling it. \u00a0I am still sleeping fine, but I get these moments of total exhaustion during the day and they almost always hit when Carson is at his toughest. \u00a0Which, I will admit, is nothing compared to some kids I am sure. \u00a0I am blessed with a sweet boy. \u00a0Oh, and the heartburn. \u00a0It almost makes me want to stop eating things like french fries, hamburgers, chips and salsa, ice cream, and chocolate…almost. \u00a0Doctors appointments are every 2 weeks now and have been uneventful. \u00a0I kind of reached a standstill in weight gain, probably because I gained quickly in the beginning. \u00a0Baby should be gaining 1\/2 a pound per week for a few weeks at least, so my belly will be sure to show it! \u00a0A few of my favorite pants have been retired recently thanks to the belly. \u00a0It’s hard to ignore.<\/p>\n

Baby girl moves around a lot. \u00a0Compared to Carson, probably about the same. \u00a0I can be sitting on the couch in the evening and actually watch her move. \u00a0This is still totally strange and totally amazing at the same time. \u00a0There’s a baby in there! \u00a0Moving her little arms and legs. \u00a0Her little heart is beating. \u00a0She even moves her tiny fingers and toes! \u00a0It’s amazing. \u00a0I already love her and I haven’t even met her…at least not officially.<\/p>\n

I leave you with a sweet photo of the big brother to be! \u00a0I love him too, even though he almost always has food in his hair, drool on his chin and dirt under his fingernails. \u00a0My sweet, dirty, stinky boy…who needs a haircut. \u00a0And who busted his top lip today thanks to his mom being less than stellar at attentiveness. \u00a0I really hate when he gets hurt. \u00a0It is not easy to hold your crying baby and try to get the blood off of his face without crying along with them. \u00a0At bedtime tonight he was fine, and Ben kept telling me that it wasn’t my fault and that this kind of thing just happens. \u00a0He’s a good husband and dad. \u00a0I am too blessed for words.<\/p>\n

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This little girl is going to hate me when she’s older. \u00a0I can just hear it now. \u00a0“Mom (or she’ll be at that stage where she calls me by my first name), why did you write so much about Carson when you were pregnant with him and hardly ever write about me?”. \u00a0“And you took … [Read more…]<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pWbPG-cD","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hottie-biscotti.com\/babyz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/783"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hottie-biscotti.com\/babyz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hottie-biscotti.com\/babyz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hottie-biscotti.com\/babyz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hottie-biscotti.com\/babyz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=783"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.hottie-biscotti.com\/babyz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/783\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":786,"href":"https:\/\/www.hottie-biscotti.com\/babyz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/783\/revisions\/786"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hottie-biscotti.com\/babyz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=783"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hottie-biscotti.com\/babyz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=783"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hottie-biscotti.com\/babyz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=783"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}