Another Busy Weekend… This Time at 9.5 Months Pregnant

As with most of our weekends, it was another busy one! Lots of running from one activity to the next. So, here’s our weekend through a series of photos.

On Friday, Mark went to our friends' house to watch the World Cup and play with this tiny cutie...

On Friday, Mark went to our friends’ house to watch the World Cup and play with this tiny cutie…

While I went to my Milly's (MIL's) for dinner and to meet her sweet little addition to the family.

While I went to my Milly’s (MIL’s) for dinner and to meet her sweet little addition to the family.

The yet-to-be-named precious little sweetie pie.

The yet-to-be-named precious little sweetie pie.

I mean, puppies are seriously the best.

I mean, puppies are seriously the best.

This is my favorite series of puppy pics from the evening...

This is my favorite series of puppy pics from the evening…

Pre-Yawn...

Pre-Yawn…

Getting into it...

Getting into it…

And the full-on yawn!

And the full-on yawn!

Pooped little puppy. I left Milly's around 10 to go meet Jessica, my house guest, at my place!

Pooped little puppy. I left Milly’s around 10 to go meet Jessica, my house guest, at my place!

The next morning, I went for a mani with my mom, sister and niece. I chose baby pink in honor of our little babe on the way! These could be my labor nails! Although I'm guessing I'll get one more mani in before she decides to show her face. After mani's, I ran a couple errands and met my grandparents for a father's day lunch.

The next morning, I went for a mani with my mom, sister and niece. I chose baby pink in honor of our little babe on the way! These could be my labor nails! Although I’m guessing I’ll get one more mani in before she decides to show her face. After mani’s, I ran a couple errands and met my grandparents for a father’s day lunch.

Then it was time to celebrate the marriage of one of my adorable college friends.

Then it was time to celebrate the marriage of one of my adorable college friends.

Cutie Petutie Flower Girl.

Cutie Petutie Flower Girl.

Gorg bride and her pops.

Gorg bride and her pops.

Saying "I do!"

Saying “I do!”

How adorable is this guest book??

How adorable is this guest book??

Jessica (the house guest) and I posing on the bridge. I must mention, the weather was perfect for an outdoor wedding.

Jessica (the house guest) and I posing on the bridge. I must mention, the weather was perfect for an outdoor wedding.

My attractive hubs and I on the bridge.

My attractive hubs and I on the bridge. Yes, I jammed my fat feet in heels one last time (I hope).

Fun catching up with old friends!

Fun catching up with old friends!

I love this girl... such a hoot!

I love this girl… such a hoot!

With my college gals.

With my college gals.

After the wedding, we stopped by Milly's to see this mini pupster!

After the wedding, we stopped by Milly’s to see this mini pupster!

Sunday it was early rising to celebrate this guy...

Sunday it was early rising to celebrate this guy…

And this guy!

And this guy!

Dad and I comparing bellies... he looks like a skinny mini compared to me, huh?

Dad and I comparing bellies… he looks like a skinny mini compared to me, huh?

Love this guy.

Love this guy.

Chocolate fountain + this dude = disgusting enjoyment.

Chocolate fountain + this dude = disgusting enjoyment.

That's one happy little man.

That’s one happy little man.

After brunch, we went home to shower dad with some presies.

After brunch, we went home to shower dad with some presies.

Toby's card for dad.

Toby’s card for dad.

Baby's gift for dad.

Baby’s gift for dad.

But before he opened it, we watched a little World Cup action.

But before he opened it, we watched a little World Cup action.

Reading his card..

Reading his card..

And a little something special for my guy. Some memories from Milly & his sister from when he was a wee little one. Top memory, Marky loved his teenage mutant ninja turtles PJs and squeezed into them for 5 years!

And a little something special for my guy. Some memories from Milly & his sister from when he was a wee little one. Top memory, Marky loved his teenage mutant ninja turtles PJs and squeezed into them for 5 years!

So obviously, our girl needed some turtle wear... which I "dressed up" by sewing on some bows. A little feminine touch :)

So obviously, our girl needed some turtle wear… which I “dressed up” by sewing on some bows. A little feminine touch 🙂

And this one!

And this one!

And this book - a recommendation from a friend! It's really cool... broken up by baby's age and very silly/helpful!

And this book – a recommendation from a friend! It’s really cool… broken up by baby’s age and very silly/helpful!

Then it was soccer time...

Then it was soccer time…

And snooze time, before we headed to Mark's dad's house for dinner!

And snooze time, before we headed to Mark’s dad’s house for dinner!

When we got home, I was torturing myself by looking at pictures from our honeymoon. I couldn't believe how tiny I was and how tiny my feet were. Look at all the room in those sandals... and those veins.

When we got home, I was torturing myself by looking at pictures from our honeymoon. I couldn’t believe how tiny I was and how tiny my feet were. Look at all the room in those sandals… and those veins.

Not quite the same foot...

Not quite the same foot…

While this looks like a joke, this is literally how my weekend ended. Both hands in my carpal tunnel splints and a little extra special bonus, ice packs strapped to my feet to help with the pain and swelling in those giant paddles. Yikes.

While this looks like a joke, this is literally how my weekend ended. Both hands in my carpal tunnel splints and a little extra special bonus, ice packs strapped to my feet to help with the pain and swelling in those giant paddles. Yikes.

Carpal Tunnel Glory

I’m sure after my last post of the attack of the killer ankles, you’re all sick of hearing me bitch about swelling… but I’m not quite done 🙂 Sorry! Prior to my swollen bliss, I thought of swelling as just an annoyance. It makes fitting into shoes totally impossible, it looks nasty and makes you feel even more like an umpa loompa (as my friend called it) than you already do, and it makes you feel stiff. BUT, now I know there is a lot more to it. It’s actually quite painful.

For my feet, I am currently only leaving the house in two pairs of shoes. These sexy beasts are my daily go-to’s… go great with every outfit. Wait… no they don’t. They make me look like a pregnant frump in every outfit. I knew it was something…

My sexy sneaks.

My sexy sneaks.

The other pair are my tennies and I only wear those for my workouts and walks with the hubs. Thankfully, I’ve still been managing to work out and have been taking lots of walks with Marky & the puppito. That seems to help, even if it’s just mentally. There is something so uplifting and empowering about breaking a sweat and kicking some ass at nearly 9.5 months pregnant.

Anyway, I’ve found that random things will make these feet just go nuts. Usually heat or I don’t know… a misalignment in the stars. But then, all of a sudden, they get SO hot and huge… like the pictures in my last blog. Woof. The only thing to do at that point is lie down. So, that’s my recent foot joy. While I’m complaining a lot, I will say, I think the biggest bother is that I can’t wear cute shoes. So, hopefully that puts it in perspective. Manageable in terms of pain, frustrating in terms of my vanity.

My hands… that issue is a little bigger because it’s not the swelling that’s an issues, it’s the Carpal Tunnel I’ve developed due to the swelling. I literally sleep with one of these beasts on each hand… every night… making me feel like a damn seal. I have flippers for goodness sake.

Seal flippers.

Seal flippers.

Then, when I wake up, my hands are so stiff/numb/in pain/etc. that it takes a good hour for me to actually be able to make a fist without excruciating pain. That makes brushing my teeth very interesting. And while things improve greatly after that first hour, I still have total numbness in three of my fingertips on my right hand (all day, every day), tingling up and down both hands to my elbows, and an inability to put too much pressure on my wrists. It’s so special. Now, again, this WOULD be manageable; however, it makes me pretty nervous about childbirth. I’m hoping and praying that the pain will subside before that point, otherwise I feel I will be at a disadvantage. Alternative birthing positions rely on supporting yourself with your hands/wrists/arms.

Mark has been trying to give me acupressure on my hands/wrists/arms, I have two chiropractor appointments this week and am thinking of trying out acupuncture. Hopefully this blend of activity will help relieve a little pressure on my sausage fingers.