29 days left
35 weeks, 6 days - 29 days left
In theory I'm 4 weeks from the EDD date tomorrow - but that's a crock.
Baby's breech and he doesn't seem to be moving down south, so I'm going to schedule a c-section for the week (or maybe earlier) before then. I'd love to get him out sometime before the 14th - but may have to wait till the next week. I don't know - my next appt is on the 30th - and we'll pick a day then. I'm more than happy to do a c, I don't mind the extra pain and recovery to ensure that my wooha will be kept intact.
1/2 of me wants him out, 1/2 of me likes being able to come home and read in silence.
Had my shower this past weekend - that was really nice. Sister & Sister-in-law threw it at my house and the weather was fantastic. Got some good loot and had a nice time with the friends and family. Finally the kids room is shaping up to be a nursery.
His standard deal is to face right, head under boobs - butt down by the entrance - legs curled up and facing right too. Hands and feet moving at 9 and 11 o'clock respectively (if you're facing me) and moving OFTEN. Very alien-esque.
So fracking weird that it's a person in there.
I'm at the place where it's hard to get out of bed on my own, I can't tie shoes (which is fine because my feet are so swollen that nothing but flip flops fit), I walk very slowly (not by choice), I can't bend even remotely close to 1/2 way over, and my morning sickness is back with fervor. Hurrah!
The last month of this gig is designed to make you so miserable being pregnant that you'll welcome childbirth. I get it, I see what you did there, very clever.
I do laugh at the absurdity of this whole thing a lot more than it probably seems, I swear (and believe me, pregnancy is nothing but pure absurdity - the crap that goes on with your body is simply surreal). I'm only a cranky lady every now and again.
In theory I'm 4 weeks from the EDD date tomorrow - but that's a crock.
Baby's breech and he doesn't seem to be moving down south, so I'm going to schedule a c-section for the week (or maybe earlier) before then. I'd love to get him out sometime before the 14th - but may have to wait till the next week. I don't know - my next appt is on the 30th - and we'll pick a day then. I'm more than happy to do a c, I don't mind the extra pain and recovery to ensure that my wooha will be kept intact.
1/2 of me wants him out, 1/2 of me likes being able to come home and read in silence.
Had my shower this past weekend - that was really nice. Sister & Sister-in-law threw it at my house and the weather was fantastic. Got some good loot and had a nice time with the friends and family. Finally the kids room is shaping up to be a nursery.
His standard deal is to face right, head under boobs - butt down by the entrance - legs curled up and facing right too. Hands and feet moving at 9 and 11 o'clock respectively (if you're facing me) and moving OFTEN. Very alien-esque.
So fracking weird that it's a person in there.
I'm at the place where it's hard to get out of bed on my own, I can't tie shoes (which is fine because my feet are so swollen that nothing but flip flops fit), I walk very slowly (not by choice), I can't bend even remotely close to 1/2 way over, and my morning sickness is back with fervor. Hurrah!
The last month of this gig is designed to make you so miserable being pregnant that you'll welcome childbirth. I get it, I see what you did there, very clever.
I do laugh at the absurdity of this whole thing a lot more than it probably seems, I swear (and believe me, pregnancy is nothing but pure absurdity - the crap that goes on with your body is simply surreal). I'm only a cranky lady every now and again.