Being full-term means:
My wedding ring no longer fits my finger (which is good for my skin since I’ve recently developed an allergy to it! GAH.)
Trying to finish up last minute projects as fast as possible.
I’m never too far from my bottle of Tums. Heartburn continues to be the one constant throughout my whole pregnancy. (Maybe it’s because she has a full head of hair?)
Getting up in the middle of the night for the umpteenth bathroom trip and realizing “OMG, I’m going to be awake at this hour every night!”
Savoring these last few weeks of being pregnant. Despite minor discomforts along the way, I have LOVED this experience.
Riding waves of being super tired and waves of being super energized. I never know what each day (or rather, each hour!) will bring.
I am much smaller and more able-bodied than I thought I would be at this point (which is not to say that I’m by ANY MEANS small or super able-bodied in comparison to others; just different than I imagined).
Visiting the doctor on a weekly basis.
My belly button is officially inside out.
Being on high alert for any signs of impending labor (“Is that a contraction? Is THAT a contraction?”). So far, no real signs.
Writing the shortest birth plan of all time:
- Walk into hospital pregnant.
- Walk out of hospital with a healthy baby. All the rest will be figured out when I get there!
The shape of my bump sadly does not allow me to use it as a table for food and drinks. The drop-off is far too steep.
Drinking lots and lots of water, from the time I get up to the time I go to bed.
Trying not to dwell on the logistics of actually popping this kid out. Oh lordy.
Wondering when (if?) the waddling stage will begin.
My hands fall asleep ALL. THE. TIME. I get that weird prickling sensation not just when I’m sleeping (although that’s the most common time), but also when I’m in the middle of a hand-intensive task. Um, hi, I was still using you?
Getting more and more excited everyday! All these months of planning, dreaming, shopping, decorating, worrying, and reveling are about to pay off in a BIG way.
Hoping for a happy, healthy baby above all else.
I have no idea what I’m doing. But I’m doing it.