Now, as I have said many, many times before, I have gotten very lucky in this pregnancy. First trimester was peppered with general nausea, one bout of morning sickness, sore boobies and mild exhaustion. Besides some cramping and major heartburn, the second trimester has been good to me. Lots of energy, little weight gain and good feelings and vibes all around as I feel my baby dancing up a storm in there.
Well, as I sit a hop, skip and a Braxton Hicks contraction away from 32 weeks, I can tell you that the 3rd trimester is not showing itself as terribly fun.
I. Am. Tired.
I. Am. Big.
Still. Not. Ready.
I can actually feel my belly stretching and growing as my little girl gets bigger and bigger. I have had a number of those Braxton Hicks contractions, which don't hurt but they are weird. Apparently they are practice for delivery, well, I have 8 1/2 weeks left so slow it down!
As my belly gets larger there is less and less room for those other less important organs like my lungs and stomach. Eating a large meal has become difficult and working 2 jobs that require me to be on my feet and speak loudly can be a challenge.
One other thing that I am being prepared for? Lack of sleep. I get up every few hours to pee and do you know how easy it is to change sides of your body while 7 months pregnant? Not at all. You can't just flip over, oh no. You see, there is this growth, this miraculous, soon to be adorable bundle of joy, growth that is attached to you. So you need to take a moment, flip onto you back, try and take a deep breath (good luck) and finish shifting to the other side all the while feeling a bit like a beached whale. Then once you get settle and comfy with all your pillows you'll realize you have to pee, again.
All of that said, I am pumped. She has clearly gotten bigger as proven the night Ty and I were up late watching movies and all of a sudden it looked as if there was a snake moving under my skin across my belly. I have no idea what body part it was but it was awesome!
Our nursery is slowly but surely coming together (and by coming together I mean we are getting the clutter out!) and for the most part I am still feeling pretty good. I get tired, I feel huge, I feel scared as I realize we are into single digits left these days. But I am also trying to positively prepare for what is about to happen, I'm gonna be a mom! And Ty and I are doing everything we can to support each other as we cross paths during our daily opposite schedules-I made him some yummy cookies the other day and he showed up after work one night with gorgeous yellow roses for no reason at all!
So with about 8 weeks left (oh crap) I move forward with the most positive, excited, happy outlook I can...while still a little bit scared to death!