35 weeks
The baby's room is ready to move in! We have the room painted and the carpet cleaned... We're ready to move his crib in and get it set up! I can't wait to start hanging up his cute wadrobe... And get his bag packed to come home from the hospital!
I am feeling really uncomfortable. I've hit the point in the pregnancy that I thought I would never hit... The "complaining" phase. I'm so uncomfortable all the time, and I'm finding myself complaining to people about my discomfort... It's gotten to the point, where I can't even pretend that I'm perfectly content feeling like I'm out of breath, groin pain, pelvic pain, swollen feet, hurting feet, too hot, too cold, not hungry, really hungry, want this, want that... etc.
On a BIG RAVE, I had my baby shower this past weekend. I hate to admit it, but I was quite relieved when it was over! I was so physically uncomfortable and all I really wanted to do, was to lay down and not talk to anyone... Except for my sisters... since I really don't mind if they see me relaxed. Plus they always have interesting things to say. I am so tired of people asking me, "How are you feeling?" And I'm even more tired of giving the canned answer, "I feel great!"
Anyway, trying to be positive again, the shower was really cute and fun. The girls did a really great job getting everything together. The food was fun to eat... and it was nice to get all my friends together in one room. :) I loved all my presents and I am learning to enjoy being the center of attention at events like this... I doubt there will ever be another time in my life where the party will be about me... From now on, the party will be the BABY! :)
Last night I had a bizarre dream that the baby was trying to come out. :) He was too small to come out... but his little head and little hand imprints were on my belly... It was just too cute!!! The only freaky part about the dream was the way my skin was stretching... I looked kind of gross... but I was too in awe and excited to see him trying to get out...
There's a lot of work still to be done in getting ready for the baby and getting moved into the house. I'm feeling practically immobile, and it's really tough for me to lift things now... Even lifting a heavy pot, I'm feeling strained... I really feel like I'm only capable of sitting and complaining these days...
I feel especially grateful to my wonderful hubby who is really taking charge of everything... And doing a lot of moving on his own. Woot!
I am feeling really uncomfortable. I've hit the point in the pregnancy that I thought I would never hit... The "complaining" phase. I'm so uncomfortable all the time, and I'm finding myself complaining to people about my discomfort... It's gotten to the point, where I can't even pretend that I'm perfectly content feeling like I'm out of breath, groin pain, pelvic pain, swollen feet, hurting feet, too hot, too cold, not hungry, really hungry, want this, want that... etc.
On a BIG RAVE, I had my baby shower this past weekend. I hate to admit it, but I was quite relieved when it was over! I was so physically uncomfortable and all I really wanted to do, was to lay down and not talk to anyone... Except for my sisters... since I really don't mind if they see me relaxed. Plus they always have interesting things to say. I am so tired of people asking me, "How are you feeling?" And I'm even more tired of giving the canned answer, "I feel great!"
Anyway, trying to be positive again, the shower was really cute and fun. The girls did a really great job getting everything together. The food was fun to eat... and it was nice to get all my friends together in one room. :) I loved all my presents and I am learning to enjoy being the center of attention at events like this... I doubt there will ever be another time in my life where the party will be about me... From now on, the party will be the BABY! :)
Last night I had a bizarre dream that the baby was trying to come out. :) He was too small to come out... but his little head and little hand imprints were on my belly... It was just too cute!!! The only freaky part about the dream was the way my skin was stretching... I looked kind of gross... but I was too in awe and excited to see him trying to get out...
There's a lot of work still to be done in getting ready for the baby and getting moved into the house. I'm feeling practically immobile, and it's really tough for me to lift things now... Even lifting a heavy pot, I'm feeling strained... I really feel like I'm only capable of sitting and complaining these days...
I feel especially grateful to my wonderful hubby who is really taking charge of everything... And doing a lot of moving on his own. Woot!
