We are nearing the end of week 33 in this adventure of a pregnancy! I feel like a whale. No really, I feel like a fat cow every day lol. I know it's all for a good cause, but man...it's not easy carrying around all this extra weight. I already love food too much as a non-preggo, so me being preggo + food = fat cow. The first and second trimesters were luckily easy for me and I was right on target with my weight gain. But this last trimester, oo wee! As the baby is growing, so is his appetite!
Oh yeah, I said "his" appetite, and not "her". Since I last blogged, we didn't know the sex of the baby. Baby Pope is indeed an ittle boooy - I clearly saw his ball balls and wee wee on the sonogram (and have a printout if anyone wants to see) lol. At first, coming up with his name was difficult. We knew we wanted to keep his middle name as "Allen" because that's Brice's and his dad's middle name. We had "Peter" as a backup first name in honor of Brice's dad but weren't sure because we also wanted the baby to have his own name. I always threw out random names based on random things I came upon, like if Brice was skateboarding and did an ollie, I'd ask, how about "Ollie Allen Pope"? Or I saw the DVD cover of Wall-e at the RedBox - how about "Wall-e Allen Pope"? I did this so often that Brice got tired of it and said, why don't we just name him "scooter" or "washer and dryer Allen Pope"?!? He thought I was just picking names based on every single item I saw. But I wasn't, I swear! Eventually, we made a name list after having read a name book (thanks to Co Sof!) and one name we both had listed was "Desmond". We like Desmond from Lost, especially when he says "brotha". And Desmond is Brice's late Uncle Glen's middle who was also named after Brice's great grand-dad. It is also Zayn's middle name. So then we threw out combos like "Desmond Allen Pope", "Peter Desmond Pope", "Desmond Peter Pope", ah ha! Peter Dezmond Allen Pope!! Peter for Brice's dad. Dezmond for Zayn (with the "Z" in honor of Zeezo), Uncle Glen, and Great grand-daddy. Allen for Brice and his daddy. Now we just gotta incorporate a Viet name - Peter Dezmond Banh Mi Allen Pope - SIIIIKE!!
Having Baby Pope's name out of the way is a relief! Now we just gotta prep for the baby shower =) and more..! I will be right about 9 months when the party occurs. Oh me oh my! I hope I don't pop during the celebration! Everyone keeps asking me, "are you having twins?" Or they say, "you look like you're about to pop!" I'm about to pop you in yo face if you don't shut up!! For some reason, it upsets me when people make such comments. I feel insulted like they're saying I'm fat - I mean I know I'm pregnant but am I that big? UGH! I just have to keep reminding myself that it's for the baby...it's gonna be over soon...a big belly is a beautiful baby belly...
Out of all the trimesters, I'd say this one is the hardest. It's when the stretch marks appear, your body totally is not the same, you get cankles, your boobs are the size of pumpkins (at least mine are - no bueno), you have some sleepless nights, you have some nights where 10 hours wasn't enough, you are going to the bathroom constantly, you can't get away with not having maternity clothes like you did in the first two trimesters, your movements are limited (like trying to get your phone when it falls under the seat in the car - Kilo can tell you haha), and I can go on and on...
BUT, there are UP's about being preggo too! Everyone is extra nice to you. Everyone wants to feed you (really they bring you food and say it's for the baby) and then they can't judge because you're growing a baby hehe. The UP's list is longer, but really, the best part is feeling the baby - feeling the kicks, the punches, the movements, seeing your belly make waves and pops, and just knowing there's life inside of you. I love going to my appointments and seeing the baby on the sonogram, hearing the baby's heartbeat...something weird that happens but I love is when the baby has hiccups! I love it when Brice puts his face on my belly to listen and talk to the baby too. And I just like rubbing my belly all day - it just makes me smile =D
Kudos to all the moms out there. I haven't even given birth yet, which I hear is THE hardest part of it all. But I also hear it's the most memorable thing about this long journey. That'll be another story...(and more!)
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