Baby still high & forcing stomach acid into throat - check.
Tenderized ribs combined with breathing difficulties - check.
Belly button still an innie - check. (yay!)
Celebratory cigars arrived - check.
Waiting for:
Nesting instinct to kick in again.
New camera & car seat /kick-ass stroller adapter to be delivered.
New shed to put all our downstairs storage room crap into.
Midwife & massage appointments later this week.
Bun.
Still need to:
Apparently - do baby laundry pre-arrival.
Wash & hem curtains for bun's rom.
Install car seats into cars.
Finish packing bags to take to hospital.
Purchase some cloth diapers supplies.
Done:
Hair trimmed & coloured.
Nursing bras, jammies & shirts purchased.
Name list narrowed down to 2 or 3 of each (puppies AND kittens).
Terrifying labour stories read & stored in ever failing memory bank.
Googled pictures of "snot corks" (mucus plugs) & stories of waters breaking in various public places.
Oh what else is there? I want to nap all day, my brain drain is reaching horrific levels, my back & legs hurt whenever I move or don't. Sleeping is a hard place to get to when you are lying down on a hobo bed. I have to take lots of breaks at the gym & all I seem to be eating now is Reese's Peanut Butter Cups & McDonalds Cheeseburger Happy Meals. Thank goodness for two Thanksgiving meals this weekend or I'd never get any real protein.
Hobo bed?
Ya..... recommended by paranoid pregnant chicks on line everywhere & on our list of things to do from the midwives.... place a layer of plastic sheeting (shower curtain, etc.) under your regular sheets so if your water breaks in bed (or you do the homebirth thing), your precious mattress will remain oh so pristine. Too bad it feels like you are sleeping on garbage bags & the rustling sounds like you are smuggling crinkly wrapping paper in your undies. Real romantic like.
Okeedokee. This post is taking way too long for my liking. My brain really isn't functioning very well anymore. I had tons of things to write about & now I can't for the life of me remember what the hell they were. I keep spelling things wrong, re-typing & erasing. I better stop while I'm ahead. Here's some pictures from last week to keep you going until I post the Thanksgiving recap later.
This is me looking oh so spectacular after the gym.
38 weeks
stripping down
lumpy butt. Calvin made me put this one up.
my view of it all
1 comment:
That's nowhere near a lumpy butt. That's called your hip. Your butt looks amazing. I think I will try to stay in as good of shape as you have been if I ever get pregnant again. We love you and miss you everyday. I wish we could be there to cheer you on. You are going to be great!
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