I am feeling crazy and lazy. All in all, I really am doing great and the countdown says it all. Should our girl be better about schedules and timing then her mama, she should be here in 8wks and 6 days! My sciatica and pelvic pain are increasing, but I have plans to see the chiropractor (based on my midwife's recommendation) so hopefully that will help.
Exercising has almost stopped. It is hot. 107* and you want me to exercise? No. Wait, I mean, no thank you. I really am trying, but about 10min into our evening walk I feel swollen, sore and sticky. Not pleasant, but I know it's important to try and up-keep exercise for the sake of labor. I have also lost my mind. Nothing is coming out of my mouth the way I mean it. :) I occasionally make words up, or when I do something seemingly odd my explanations make no sense.
Example: Yesterday while laying in bed I heaved off by pushing into Adam's stomach. Needless to say, he didn't appreciate it. My response? "I'm sorry, I thought you were the mattress." The sad part is, I really did. I thought I had my hand on the bed, not my poor husband's tummy.
I am also super emotional. Today I cried because Adam asked if I'd like to get frozen yogurt. (Yes, you read that right.) Two days ago I cried because I feel like I'm always crying. (This had to do with my pelvic and back pain that night)
I am eating everything. I made a huge batch of cookies last week and Adam ate four.
......in related news this around the time of the first appointment I've had where I had ONLY gained 5lbs in three weeks instead of my usual 15lbs. God's sense of humor doesn't necessarily match my own.
Today I went ahead and bought a maternity swimsuit top. I had been jimmy-rigging an old "big Kaitlin" tankini I had kept, but obviously it didn't fit quite right and subsequently I'm embarrassed when wearing it. As far as maternity suits go, this one is actually pretty cute. I'm hoping to get some laps in the pool this week. No real excuse since it's free and right outside my front door.
This week a well-meaning new friend at church, about three years my junior, commented "WOW, you've gotten even bigger in just a week! How much longer before you pop?"
*sigh* Thank you? I couldn't really be upset, she's quite sweet and if she thought she was going to make me self-conscious (she did) she would never have said it.
How much longer do we have left? I feel like this post is one big whine, I really am enjoying most of pregnancy, and I know I'm lucky to have Adam here and most things going smoothly. Still, I can't help but want it to be October 2nd....
2 comments:
love reading your updates...i feel like i'm there with you! i don't know if this will help, but reading your blog, i have pregnancy envy. HA. never thought you'd hear that after how big and uncomfortable i was just 6 weeks ago? my point is that i know it seems like forever right now, but as soon as she comes out, it'll all feel like a dream - and a good one, too! the trick is getting through "forever" until she's born...you are beautiful! and she's so lucky to have you and adam...i'm hoping she comes early, too! :) and, happiness! just looked at the countdown ticker and you're in single digits. woohoo!
Haha, I find your 'pregnancy envy' hard to believe! I'm trying to treasure this time, knowing it'll never be like this again but some days it's just so hard!
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