I'm still here, fat and pregnant. It's hard to follow the "no news is good news" motto in the blogging world. Because a 9mo pregnant mama could disappear from the scene because she's welcoming her new baby into the world................or she could be me. Who just sits around wondering when the first contraction will start. Yay.
Movements are so painful now, although I try to remember that I need to enjoy these last few kicks and turns. They hurt worse than his older brothers kicks, and that kid was a 9 pounder! I don't really think I have another porker hiding in there or anything, but he's definitely a strong little dude. A strong little dude who hasn't given me any signs he's ready to get the heck out of there since Tuesday. TUESDAY! My DH had gotten me a necklace for Valentines Day earlier this year with all 3 kids' birthstone on it. Declan's he chose July's. So I guess he needs to stay put until Sunday. Because we are nothing if not frugal. ;)
I do have some worries/fears I need to jot down here, but that will have to wait until a later post. The kids stayed the night at my MIL's last night, so my mom and I are taking full advantage of the "no kids" thing and are going shopping here in a bit. I'm not really looking forward to being out in triple degree heat. Or putting makeup on. Or being on my feet. Or, you know, being around people in general. But I figure it it does nothing else, at least it will make the day go by faster. Because there is an expiration date on this pregnancy and I need to get to it! My insides hate me right now!
(I sometimes wonder if his movements hurt so badly because he _seriously_ has no room in there. Fundal height has been 2 weeks behind since 33 weeks. But baby is measuring almost exactly right. So, as of right now I have a 38.5 week fetus crammed in a 36.5 week uterus. That has got to be uncomfortable! I know it is for me)
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