How far along? 37 weeks
Total weight gain: Appointment for today got rescheduled for tomorrow. So for now we’ll stick with up 9 pounds total.
Maternity clothes? Yes. Still. Forever.
Sleep: Su-uck. I can’t get comfortable, I wake up every 2 minutes because my hips are killing me or I need to pee. AND it takes me like 5 minutes just to stand because I hurt so much. This. Sucks.
Food cravings: Meh.
Best moment this week: I don’t know. Naptime?
Movement: Yes, yes, yes. Rolling and kicking and pushing and wiggling.
Gender: Boy. (Still.) Also boring question. (Still.)
Labor Signs: Nope.
Belly Button in or out? Out. For sure.
What I miss: Sleeping more than an hour at a time. Being able to get up like a normal person. Having patience.
What I am looking forward to: The end. So so close.
Weekly Wisdom: Don’t give me any bad news or I will get VERY pissy and screamy and also make sure there is always milk in the house.
Milestones: Full term
I’m kinda bitchy these days. I hurt. No joke. I went 40 weeks and 3 days with Smushy and never even came close to this kind of discomfort. Heartburn sucks and I can’t sleep and I am so grumpy. I’m trying to keep my temper in check, but I am failing all the time. I feel bad for everyone around me. I promise I’m not usually this mean.
I’m also really sad for the new guy. I had 4 years of dreaming of the perfect baby before Smushy came along and by that time I was so anxious and excited I could have burst. I don’t feel the same thing this time. Maybe because I know how hard it can be sometimes? Maybe because Smushy has been a pill lately? Maybe I’m worried about the c-section? Maybe it’s just hormones? I don’t know for sure. But I feel like this little boy is getting the short end of the emotional stick. This might be my last one and I really really wanted to enjoy every minute, but I’m not. So now I get to feel nervous and worried and guilty on top of everything else.
Almost done. Almost done. Almost done.