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August 2015

Pregnancy Eats, The Third Trimester

August 24, 2015

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I ended my second trimester pregnancy eats post by saying that I predicted my next food post on the third trimester would be quite similar. And while that’s been true in terms of food choice, things are a quite different in other ways, mainly my surprisingly poor appetite. I’ve had to figure out crafty ways how to get in those extra calories, which is something I didn’t predict I would struggle with. Forcing myself to eat? Yeah, that was never a problem in the past, as someone who could dream about food and cooking all day.

This post will be less about why I chose certain foods, like salmon, eggs and smoothies, as that was covered in my second trimester pregnancy eats post. What I will be talking about is how I managed to eat in spite of a reduced appetite and overall interest in food, and which foods I favoured.

As I progressed into my third trimester and our baby took over my abdomen, eating large serves became difficult. A growing belly means less room for food and breathing and other important things. And because my strategy for getting in extra calories during the second trimester was to increase my serves at dinner, I had to think differently. This meant more snacks and even higher calorie, nutrient-dense food choices, as my kilojoule requirement crept up to an extra 2,000 per day and my appetite during the day was pretty non-existent.

The only foods that got me truly excited were oranges, croissants and pasta. And while that’s all well and good, I felt it was prudent to ensure I ate a wider variety of foods 😉 Here’s what a typical day looked like, along with other things I liked for meals and snacks.

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My Third Trimester World, weeks 34 and 35

August 17, 2015

I’m presently 36.5 weeks pregnant and it’s time for my week 34 and 35 update!

Week 34

Light, warm, trusting, sure and peaceful. That’s how I’m feeling this week. The events on Monday and the following days made me stop, breathe and see things clearly.


On the Monday this week I had an appointment with my OB. First up, I met with a midwife and we spoke about preparing a hospital bag (huh, I still need to do that), when to call in and all that jazz. She was kind and sweet and I felt very comfortable in her presence as she confirmed bub’s position – head up, bum down below, legs up the side. Ahhhh sweetie. You’re still breech. I knew it, you cannot mistake our baby’s dear little head under my ribs, and the kicks on my left side, which are now super strong. We joke that Parlsey’s best friends are his/her legs, laughing as we picture him/her kicking and staring at them, not even knowing what a leg is. Oh boy, folks, we cannot handle the cute. I spoke about vaginal breech birth with both our midwife and our obstetrician, and I though I know that it is possible, I also appreciate why they are not keen for it to happen with first time mums. There’s still a bit to consider there, folks, and I’m honestly not sure anymore if I would push for it. It depends on a few things that will become clearer after a scan in the coming weeks, so let’s not get ahead of ourselves.

Our obstetrician confirmed our baby’s positioning with a little scan, during which we saw our baby’s face. It was so incredibly clear… chubby little cheeks and sweet little nose. Oh, it was unreal, the clearest picture we’ve seen. “It looks like a real baby!” Ben said. Totally is. Because of bubs’ position, we spoke about what our next step would be, which is a referral for an ultrasound next week to check our baby’s growth and the surrounding fluid level, plus a few other things – stuff they need to be sure of before they attempt an ECV (external cephalic version -attempting to move the baby from the outside into the head down position). I asked a lot of questions and we spoke about it all and I now feel really comfortable with going ahead with an ECV at week 37 if our baby is still breech. 

And you know what? I feel so much more comfortable with everything now. Even if it is a C section. Of course I don’t want it to come to that, I’d LOVE a natural birth…but the difference is (unless I’m feeling particularly emotional or vulnerable) I have stopped grieving the fact that I may not be able to give birth vaginally and I am now fully and beautifully focussed on what our baby needs. My acupuncturist said that if bubs doesn’t move with moxa and an ECV, it’s for a reason. She has seen this in her practice and she believes it completely. And I do too. I’ve known that all along, truly, but now I feel it deeper. In my heart…it’s clearer now. I know that I have done everything I can to ensure our baby turns, and I know that if our baby is meant to turn head down he/she WILL. But if our baby doesn’t turn, it’s for a reason. Our smart baby knows. I am now finally ok with that. And now I can now get back to being excited! I feel like I’ve woken up. I’ll continue to do all the things I have been for the past month to get bubs to flip – stretch, do inversions and swim (in the pool when I can and float in the bath), as well as some gentle rebozo sifting, weekly chiro and acupuncture visits, but I also know that bubs will only move if they’re ready. And *sigh* that is ok. Truly.

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Baby Blessing

August 12, 2015


I’m lost for words. Well, I’m lost for the correct words. Ones that might truly articulate how thankful I am right now. But I’ll try.

I’m thankful for this little baby I am growing and its’ strong, sure, happy heartbeat. I am thankful for the joy he/she already brings, for the way he/she kicks and dances and hiccups, breaking my heart with all the sweetness. I am thankful that I am becoming a mother.

I am thankful for my best friend, the guy who helped me create this little life. The one who spends every day with me being dorks and having the very best time, just because we’re together. We are quite uncertain how we will handle this new baby, in that we worry we will be unable to stop staring at it and will henceforth let it rule our lives by way of its’ cuteness. Oh, to see face of the sweetie we created so very soon…a mix of the two of us. What magic.

I am thankful for my parents for showing me endless love and support, and defining selflessness by way of their sweet, nurturing love.

I am thankful for my brother, for his innocence and open heart, for his desire to only ever make me happy (ever since he was a child) and the fact that he will be the most darling, doting uncle.

I am thankful for my grandparents and their inspiring love.

I am thankful for my in-laws with their excitement and generosity of heart. And for creating their son.

And I am thankful for my tribe, for the women in my life who want nothing more than for me to feel happiness, fulfilment and joy, and for me to flourish as a mother. The thought of these ladies gathering at my home last weekend to celebrate the soon arrival of our baby makes me cry. They are all amazing, accomplished and special in their own right, and to have a room full of them…well, it was entirely too much for my heart to handle. Our baby is blessed to have so many beautiful Aunties wishing him/her health and happiness, watching over the three of us and wishing Ben, baby and I all of the joy in the world. No, I cannot quite articulate how I am feeling right now. Blessed only begins to touch on it.

Here are some photographs from our baby party over the weekend.

♥ There was a BAKED POTATO BAR with all the toppings you might fancy (including many made by our dear friend Rosa, from caponata to Tuscan kale salad). I chose this menu for three reasons – one: I have been loving potatoes during this pregnancy, so it felt appropriate. Two: this dish is completely customisable so everyone can find something that they will enjoy. Three: it’s a cost effective party option (real talk). My dad was a wolf in the kitchen (that’s a good thing, right? It’s meant to be) – washing dishes, serving up food and making coffee, all the while wearing a flower crown and a badge (that he totally made himself for the occasion).

♥ We drank San Pellegrino sparkling grapefruit and lemonade because, again, I had a craving. This was purely a selfish menu choice, as we went for cute single serve bottles and skipped the champagne.

♥ For dessert we served APPLE PIE and DOUGHNUTS from Johnny Ripe with cream, and Rosa and her mum Pina made treats including Pina’s famous SFINCI (her Sicilian doughnuts are my most favourite sweet treat). Those sfinci were positively demolished by the crowd! My ladies have good taste.

Along with eating we made flower crowns (thank you to mum for foraging and setting up all that beauty, and to Robin for making my perfect crown), and ladies who could knit (of which there were quite a few) knitted some squares to be joined into a special blanket for our little cherub. Thank you to Monika, mum and Sylvia, amongst all the other ladies including my nana, for taking charge with this and doing all the crafty things I cannot. We also had a peek at bubs’ room upstairs (which is almost ready) and mum read some notes to us all from a book that she was gifted when carrying her first born. Mum had all the ladies there sign the book with words of love before passing it on to me. I haven’t been able to read yet because I worry I won’t have enough tissues in the house.

The following day Ben and I collapsed on the couch eating leftover sfinci while opening the presents gifted by our friends. From a baby bjorn bouncer to the sweetest onesies, and from a bib all the way from Rome and adorable sandals from Italy to disposable change mats and an Aesop travel pack for me at the hospital. I cried again while opening the presents and have been teary while writing thank you cards this week. Our little one is so loved. We are so loved…and blessed. And thankful.

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Spiced and Roasted Chickpeas

August 5, 2015

I’m currently trying to recover from a cold, fluey thing my dear, generous husband gave me. Productivity has been paused and my pregnant brain is even foggier as I ask people to repeat things a million times and forget why I walk into rooms. It’s another lesson in slow. And I’m trying to embrace that, to watch movies and read and relax… though no movies on Netflix are appealing and when I walked into the library to look for a novel I found everything entirely too overwhelming and left empty handed. I should have gone in with a plan, at least with the name of an author in my mind…but I forgot I was going to the library, you see.

No, I’m not really kicking goals this week. Though I am finally posting this chickpea recipe. That counts for something.

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My Third Trimester World, weeks 32 & 33

August 1, 2015

We’re in the eight month, folks. And I’ve realised that if I were to continue with monthly updates, we’d have two left. One, if bubs comes early! So I’m thinking I’ll post fortnightly from now on.

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Week 32 

OB appointment and breech thoughts and things

We went into this appointment hoping that bubs had flipped and was now head down, but alas, Parsley (our baby’s womb name) is still breech. Our baby’s head is under my left ribs and his/her legs are up my right side. I mean, it’s SO cute, but not what we want for a healthy, natural, vaginal delivery. And, as I mentioned in my previous pregnancy update, this means a lot to me. My amniotic fluid level looks good, so there’s absolutely still a chance that bubs can turn head down. In fact many do during this time, only a tiny percentage of babies are breech come full term. But it’s really not what I wanted to hear, because giving birth is important to me. It’s something I REALLY want to do. And to be put in this limbo phase of waiting to see if Parsley flips head down in the coming month…well, that’s kind of torturous.

The best thing I can do is hand over control of the situation to my baby. And while I am definitely being proactive and doing helpful things to encourage bubs to move if they’re ready, I’m finding it quite easy to trust in our baby. I’m sincerely comforted by the fact that most babies do turn eventually. And I believe that if bubs does not turn and remains breech, it’s for a reason, whether it’s safer for him/her there or for whatever reason it’s just not possible to be head down. But all this doesn’t change the fact that I still really want to give birth. But, as I need to keep reminding myself, there’s no point thinking too far ahead. I just need to trust and wait and see and adapt. And focus on my goal of a healthy baby.

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