{"id":4123,"date":"2010-04-27T13:17:27","date_gmt":"2010-04-27T20:17:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/alannarisse.com\/blog\/?p=4123"},"modified":"2010-04-27T17:08:59","modified_gmt":"2010-04-28T00:08:59","slug":"pregnancy-week-25","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/pregnancy-week-25\/","title":{"rendered":"Pregnancy Week 25"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Here I am, week 25. Things are pretty smooth sailing. I&#8217;ve needed more naps lately, and I hurt my stomach muscles swimming last week, but other than that I&#8217;m doing good. I&#8217;ve been having trouble gaining weight. I know that sounds crazy, but that&#8217;s where I&#8217;m at. I&#8217;ve gained 9.5 pounds total. I&#8217;m not depriving myself at all, in fact, I eat all the time even when I&#8217;m not hungry. i think just removing most sugars and simple carbs just makes me feel really full and I&#8217;m not getting as many empty calories&#8230; though I miss them so.  I can&#8217;t have all the snack food that&#8217;s so delicious and bad for you and I think it&#8217;s temporarily halted my weight gain. So I think it&#8217;s ok. As long as I&#8217;m slowly gaining and not loosing, and as long as I feel healthy, I&#8217;m not going to stress. I have a midwife appointment next week so I&#8217;ll talk to them about it. <\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/angrypirate\/4555026504\/\" title=\"the nappers by Alanna Risse, on Flickr\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3041\/4555026504_711902b1af.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"332\" alt=\"the nappers\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Baby is super active all the time. She kicked me so hard the other day it felt like a cartoon kick, like my belly extended out 3 feet or something. It made me squeal from the shock of it. Tom&#8217;s felt her a few times, even once when we were hugging. She seems to like music, she was moving around like crazy when I played Neutral Milk Hotel. And I think she likes hearing me sing. Or maybe she&#8217;s my new inner critic and I can&#8217;t take a hint.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/angrypirate\/4558050471\/\" title=\"flowers from the neighbors by Alanna Risse, on Flickr\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3015\/4558050471_ff1676dbc9.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"332\" alt=\"flowers from the neighbors\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>We had a housewarming party this weekend. It was so much fun having people over to our amazing house. We really can&#8217;t believe we found this place and that it is ours now. Someone brought over a pie late in the day though, and now it is taunting me from the fridge. I&#8217;m slowly chipping away at it, tiny slice by tiny slice. Tom said he&#8217;d eat it all but he hasn&#8217;t been making very good work of it. I made three different salads and corn bread and there was lots of meat. We had a steady trickle of people all day so I got to talk to people a little more than if they had all showed up at once. After everyone left we did some dishes and I plopped down on the couch. I could have gone to bed at 9, but I stayed up and watched some tv. I feel lame wanting to go to bed at 9. I know that&#8217;s silly, but I guess I miss hanging out with my husband. He gets home at 7 on weekdays so if I go to bed at 9, well, that sucks. It ends up just being dinner and dishes with the hubby and that&#8217;s it. That&#8217;s no fun.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/angrypirate\/4554394107\/\" title=\"after the party by Alanna Risse, on Flickr\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3466\/4554394107_c371d8a920.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"332\" alt=\"after the party\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/angrypirate\/4555024866\/\" title=\"my first deviled eggs by Alanna Risse, on Flickr\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3393\/4555024866_be34d4c8df.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"332\" alt=\"my first deviled eggs\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m very over my job right now and looking forward to the next stage in my life. I don&#8217;t know what exactly it will look like but I know that I need to try with all my might to do what I feel passionate about, and stop taking jobs that are nothing more than paychecks. I&#8217;m nervous about money, but we&#8217;re good at living frugally. Our mortgage is very manageable. It&#8217;s time. I&#8217;m in the mood for inspirational, career change,  enterprenuer type books so I&#8217;m going to Powell&#8217;s tonight.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m getting more and more tired of hearing the &#8220;you don&#8217;t know what tired is until you have a kid&#8221; and &#8220;Appreciate your life now because as soon as you have a baby, it&#8217;ll be over as you know it.&#8221; Yeah yeah yeah thanks but no thanks for your useless advice. Do you not remember how annoying it was when people gave you the same advice? You&#8217;re boring me, please use your energy on something useful for a change. And thanks Evany for putting it straight. She said she has plenty of energy, aside from those common 4 month old baby-no-sleepy woes. As my friend Kara Jo said, she was more productive after her first child was born than any other time in her life. So it isn&#8217;t always that way, just depends on the parents and the baby. And it&#8217;s just life anyway, it is what it is, and every life is different. I also find it bizarre that people think it&#8217;s crazy to not do disposable diapers. Crazy? who&#8217;s the crazy one? It&#8217;s like people complaining about the banning of plastic grocery bags, it just &#8216;don&#8217;t make no sense&#8217;. Of coarse we should try to use cotton diapers if we can. I don&#8217;t judge others for using disposables, I understand cloth is more work, but calling me crazy? That&#8217;s just well, crazy! Let&#8217;s see what else can I bitch about today. And the exercise thing, people find it amazing that I exercise even though I&#8217;m *gasp* pregnant. It&#8217;s more important now than any other time in my life that I get exercise. Do people really sit around on their asses for nine months eating bon bons? Because sometimes that&#8217;s what it seems people expect from me. Sorry, I like using my muscles. I feel like I definitely don&#8217;t do enough.<\/p>\n<p>So please opinionated folks of the world, do me a few favors. 1. read up on cloth diapers vs disposables 2. read up on the importance of diet and exercise when you are pregnant. 3. Read up on your choices for birth experiences. If your opinions are informed, I&#8217;ll gladly get into a discussion over these topics, but if you don&#8217;t know what the hell you&#8217;re talking about, don&#8217;t judge other people&#8217;s choices and keep your mouth shut. You just look plain &#8216;ignant&#8217;. Done.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/alannarisse.com\/blog\/2009\/04\/27\/doggy-chronicle-catty-women\/\">One year ago today<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Here I am, week 25. Things are pretty smooth sailing. I&#8217;ve needed more naps lately, and I hurt my stomach muscles swimming last week, but other than that I&#8217;m doing good. I&#8217;ve been having trouble gaining weight. I know that sounds crazy, but that&#8217;s where I&#8217;m at. I&#8217;ve gained 9.5 pounds total. I&#8217;m not depriving [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4123","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4123","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4123"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4123\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4128,"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4123\/revisions\/4128"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4123"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4123"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4123"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}