I am at the point where I can no longer say "its a few months away" when referring to the birth of my first child. Things are starting to get real. Like really real. Since its been quite a while since I've done a post about the general status of my pregnancy I figured I would summarize how approaching the latter half of my third trimester is going...
1. I can't wear ANY of my shoes except flip flops and a pair of wide sneakers one size bigger than my pre-pregnancy size that I had to buy for work.
2. I've had no food cravings lately, whatsoever. That kind of disappoints me.
3. When I eat I can't eat more than half of my normal portion size at a single sitting. I just fill up so easily thanks to my squished stomach.
4. God forbid I have to get down onto the floor to look for something or pick something up. If I do then it is a nearly impossible feat to get back up.
5. This has to be the hottest summer ever since I have been in Vermont...what gives?
6. My belly is still stretch mark free! ...but I do actually have stretch marks elsewhere. Sigh.
7. The baby has turned into a nonstop gymnast and it doesn't always feel the greatest when she 'performs'. There is definitely no need for me to do a kick count.
8. I've had to go up two sizes in scrub shirts for work just to cover my belly and I honestly fear that even the large size I am in now isn't going to be big enough in a few weeks.
9. Whenever I am talking with Shawn all I can talk about is the baby! I can't help it. Literally every sentence is about being pregnant, the baby, or something baby related. There is a possibility I'm driving him nuts.
10. I've had quite a few Braxton Hicks contractions in the last couple of weeks. About one every day and they aren't exactly comfortable.
11. My feet by the end of any given day resemble a hobbit's.
12. I've heard enough labor horror stories from friends and strangers a like to make me never ever want this baby to come out. Seriously... if you've had a rough labor DO NOT share your story with a first time mom in her third trimester.
Doesn't pregnancy sound wonderful by all of this? Actually, I am quite loving it. It must be the hormones, but I am seriously enjoying this butter-ball stage of pregnancy. Oddly, as I approach the end part of it I am beginning to feel sad that its almost over. The belly, the movements, the conversation and joy that people share with you... its going to be over soon. While the end result of a beautiful baby girl sounds just as amazing I know there won't ever be moments like these again. I may have more children, but its always the first born and the first pregnancy that seems to get everyone more excited than the moon landing.
So, I am content to continue to glow for a few more weeks. Funny story about the shirt in this photo... my mom insisted I buy it, demanded it actually, when I was about 4 months pregnant and barely showing compared to now. It was huge, bulky, and anything but form fitting and feminine. I hated it, but bought it anyway not seeing how I'd every fill out such a shirt. "You'll see...this will probably be your favorite shirt in a few months." Well... don't tell her I told you, but it kind of is.