I can tell I've hit the exhaustion of late pregnancy because the apartment is so...untidy. I keep telling myself that seeing piles of junk mail and dirty dishes is just building my mental stamina for once the baby is born. In the meantime, despite how much it wears on me, I just have to let it go. I'm too tired to right all the wrongs.
I'm stealing the following Q&A from another blog I read and adore. I feel a little silly starting it this far in, but I suppose late is better than never.
How far along? 38 weeks
How big is baby? About 4 of the doctor's hand widths. This is how we measure.
Total weight gain: 44.5 pounds. Ack. That number, although not all that important, makes me shutter.
Maternity Clothes? I've outgrown almost all of them. Every morning is a challenge. "What can I wear today that won't make me freak out by lunch time?" I'm starting to resort to the black yoga pants at work. No one has said anything yet...
Stretch marks? I was doing so well and then they just appeared one day. Bam! All on the underside of my belly, so of course I can't see them myself unless I look in a mirror.
Sleep: Interrupted 2-3 times a night.
Movement: Less constant the past few days, but still present and quite aggressive. The dance parties have been replaced more with braxton-hicks. In the past week, though, since the baby has moved down a bit, I'm able to feel hand movements.
Food cravings: More ice water, please! This has probably been the only consistent craving (constant desire?) throughout the pregnancy. When we talked about craving ice being a sign of Pica in our birthing classes I got really nervous. But then realized that I liked it for comfort reasons. It had nothing to do with my nutrition!
What I miss: Being able to roll over in bed without it being a big ordeal. Pants that button & zip. Having feeling in my right hand.
What I am looking forward to: Being done with the birth. That moment when Baby is on my chest for the first time taking in the world before he/she nurses.
Also, I'm looking forward to dressing Baby. I feel so cheesy saying that, like I'm having a doll rather than a human being, but I can't wait to put together outfits for the cool fall weather. And then sit on the front porch and wait for Dad to come home from work.
Milestones: Baby has defiantly dropped in the last week. There is more room at the top of my stomach and my pants are fitting differently at my hips yet again.
Say What?:
Last weekend at a wedding reception a server refilling my water told me I was beautiful. "I just love pregnant women," she said. Such a compliment when I'm feeling so big and awkward.
A few months ago, as I was walking to a conference in a downtown Chicago building a construction worker stopped, tipped his hard hat, and said, "Congratulations."
When people ask, "are you having a boy or a girl?" Joe responds: "One of those. Yes."
Alright Baby. We'll see you soon. Could me tonight. Could be another month. We're getting antsy.
Thanks, Honey. That was helpful. Puts me back into the feeling of what is was like carrying you!
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p.s. Baby, can't wait to see you! G