Well folks, I guess it's that time. It's that time of the pregnancy that everyone wants to know exactly how much longer I've got. As if I know. I should have seen it coming. I knew it would happen, but I guess I forgot or didn't think it'd happen so soon. In my mind, I've still have a few months when it reality, I have plus or minus 6 weeks. So, I was a little surprised how many people this past Sunday asked me how much longer I had. The usual question of when my due date is no longer sufficient. I did find it amusing when one sister responded to my answer with, "Really? You look like you could go now!" I have to say it was much more entertaining than the other responses of "Oh! It's getting close!" I don't feel like I'm that much bigger than I was at 28 weeks, but apparently I am at least a little. Next everyone will be saying, "You haven't had the baby yet?"
This trimester has been an interesting one. The baby still likes moving around and kicking. It's getting harder and harder to ignore. He's added a few tricks to his routine like moving to one side and somehow pushing against my belly so you can totally see where he is. I have to say that I actually like it when he gets the hiccups. I find it entertaining. I'm less amused by the discomfort of trying to sleep, especially when I try to roll over and find that happens to be the side that the baby has decided push himself against. Last night, I woke up to discover that he decided to try to be sideways in there.
Ashton also finds this trimester interesting. He's constantly amused by my lack of ability to do things like get up off the couch with ease. He also finds entertainment in me putting on my sneakers on or taking them off and tying them, or trying to get out of a pullover sweatshirt. Yes, I've had to have him help me with both. I've mastered the sneakers so I don't need his help with that anymore, at least at the moment. The sweatshirt thing is a little trickier. I think the only thing he could be disappointed about is the lack of weird cravings. I actually haven't had too many cravings this trimester, although the ones I do get amuse Ashton. Maybe it's because I'm so emphatic about it. He should be grateful though, I haven't made him go on any midnight runs for food.
Maybe I'll start.
4 comments:
no picture to go with?
Yeah, where's the picture for us who lie far away to see just how big you are???!!! Putting on panty hose is real interesting. Isn't it amazing to realize that there is a little baby in there, growing and developing??!!
A picture would be lovely!
Gotta love how acrobatic they are in the womb. :)
Part of the pregnancy penance our men pay is fetching food at ungodly hours. Send him out when you get the notion or, heck, make one up! BAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Oh, and I disconnected my phone in the weeks before Ethan made his debut (he was a full week late). Everyone I knew called, some more than once a day....and that's not an exaggeration.
Best wishes on your upcoming delivery / pop / relief / getting that little boogar outta there! :)
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