Anonymous: what is one thing you wish someone had told you about pregnancy? 

I honestly don’t even know where to begin with this, because there are so many. Let me start out by saying that every single pregnancy is different. Whether you are pregnant with your first child, your second, etc it is my experience that you will experience different things with each of them because every child is different. No two pregnancies are alike, so do not let someone tell you that just because they had morning sickness their entire pregnancy that you will too because that’s simply just not true. Speaking of morning sickness let me clarify a common misconception about it, it does not and I repeat it does not only happen in the morning like the name implies. Morning sickness can happen in any of the three trimesters and at any period during the day. I experienced morning sickness from 7-13 weeks and it was gone until I hit the third trimester and now at almost 39 weeks pregnant I have horrible morning sickness like I did at 7 weeks. My next thing about pregnancy I wish someone had told me is that no matter how many times a day you rub yourself down with stretch mark cream or coconut oil, if you are going to get stretch marks you are going to get stretch marks it’s that simple. I learned while being pregnant that they are genetic and typically if your mother got them while she was pregnant with you, you will get them with your children. Of course this isn’t true for everyone but it was true for myself and my husband as well. Do not stress yourself out over coating your body in cream. If you get a stretch mark or a few, it is not the end of the world. Your growing a human being, it is not always pretty but it is beyond worth the end result. A lot of people corolate stretch marks being with too much weight gain during pregnancy or a large baby but again this false. One thing I did learn was that people assume if you get GD or Gestational Diabetes it is automatically because you are overweight but although this seems to be the case in most women I was 40 lbs overweight before I got pregnant and now have gained 20 lbs total and I had amazing glucose levels where my friend who was of average weight and gained a normal amount of pregnancy weight as well got Gestational Diabetes. You simply cannot assume you will get it if you are overweight, so please get that out of your head. A major misconception I learned during pregnancy as well is do not base your gender prediction off of old wives tales or medical assumptions (i.e. fast heartbeat=girl, slower heartbeat=boy) because they have a 50% chance of being accurate and chances are if everything points to being a girl, you will get excited about having a girl and then when you find out you’re having a boy after all you will likely be disappointed at first because you were so convinced you were having a girl when you’re not. Every single one of the old wives and medical tales all pointed to me having a girl and my husband got extremely excited about this even though I felt in my heart I was having a boy and sure enough at 20 weeks when we saw little Jude playing with his manhood my husband was a little sad at first because he was so worked up over the idea of having a girl that seeing a boy almost hurt to see. To close this off I’m going to add on to the whole no two pregnancies are alike by adding, do not let anyone make you feel badly about the way you are handling your pregnancy. People are going to give you unwanted advice, just take it with a grain of salt and listen to the ones you want to and forget the rest. A lot of people gave me a hard time about how soon I started wearing maternity pants but there is no “okay” time to wear maternity clothes, wear them when you want to, if you want, and whenever you want to. Eat the foods you crave, even if it’s an entire chocolate cake and people stare at you. You are pregnant! Pregnancy is a miraculous thing and as long as you do not have Gestational Diabetes or something that could harm the baby from your lifestyle, live the 9 months you are pregnant how you want to. 

I have officially created my mumblr or mommy tumblr for after little Jude is born. I’ll continue to use this blog for all of my pregnancy posts and once he is born I will begin posting on The Mommy Memoirs. If you want to continue to watch The Wood family’s life after Jude is born be sure to follow it! 

Well we have officially hit single digits until Jude’s due date, 9 days. 9 DAYS! I have been pretty calm about the idea of Jude coming into this world for awhile now because everyone thought he would be a preemie, including myself, but now that he’s full term and there’s barely over a week left until his due date, I’m freaking out a little. I am going to miss his painful kicks and movements stirring inside of me, missing his hiccups and how he throws tantrums after he has them for too long, feeling his little foot and toes through the womb, how he practically dances when I satisfy a craving, and so much more. I cannot wait to hold him for the first time, hear him giggle, see him smile, and cry but I will selfishly miss how I have had him all to myself for the last 9 months. As much as I want him out of the womb I will continue to cherish all of these not so beautiful or comfortable remaining pregnancy moments I have left with Jude until he is here and everyone gets to be with the amazing boy I’ve been getting to know for months now. 

The lady at the checkout counter asked me if I was registered here, when I said no and that I didn’t want to set one up because I was due in 10 days the look on her face was priceless. I really just don’t look ready to pop lol most women would feel complimented about looking smaller than they really are…except when it comes to pregnancy. It’s offensive to me. I’m so close to my due date, and I apparently look like I’m just starting this journey all over again lol so frustrating. 

Anonymous: How has pregnancy affected the tattoos on your abdomen? 

It hasn’t, not one bit. I have to admit I was worried but my tattoo looks the exact same as it did the day I found out I was pregnant. 

I am currently beyond wide awake at 3am because today marks 10 days until Jude’s due date. 10 DAYS! How insane is that?! I will be holding my miracle baby in my arms in no time.
"Dont you just hate that your body can go from “im fine” to “OMG my bladder’s going to explode” in 0.34 seconds"
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(via 12-weeks-on)

Dear Family and Friends,
Please let me start out by saying I love you. Secondly, I can only speak for myself, but I’m sure Brandon has to be as sick as I am at this point of this question, please for the love of God stop asking where Jude is. You’d think something as innocent as, “Where’s that boy of yours?”, “Where’s my grandson?”, or my personal favorite “Hasn’t your son been trying to come early? He still isn’t here? Must’ve been all in your head” wouldn’t be such a big deal but sadly the next person to ask any of those questions or something remotely similiar is going to feel the wrath of a 9 month pregnant woman in this beautiful dry 100 degree heat and I will also make sure I am nice and sleep deprived and starving before I answer your question as well. I again love you all for wanting to meet him, I really do, but with 11 days til my due date and no additional signs of him coming other than my sheer uncomfortable body asking me is just not a safe option for you right now….trust me.

Is he here yet? Nope, he isnt or at least the last time I checked I was still severely pregnant. I will ask around though to be sure. Where is he? He’s still inside of me. Why isn’t he here? Because the outside world is a scary place and he changed his mind about being ready to come out. Maybe he’s stubborn like his mom and dad and wants to surprise everyone at random. Only Jude knows and he isn’t exactly talking in a way I understand as of yet.

So please unless Brandon or I are offering out information, and trust me when he comes we’ll let you know, just refrain from asking if he is here, why he isn’t here, or where he is like he is a lost dog or something.

Love,
A VERY PREGNANT Katie and the loving husband having to deal with the current hormonal wreck and blimp that is his wife.