Now that it’s finally official – I’m growing another human – I’m sure you can’t wait to be inundated with all things baby (again). Should we let the nonsense and self-indulgence begin?
Main scoop: I’m napping infrequently during the week (although I do have to give myself a long pep talk first) and I’m motivated to make any sort of progress on my To Do list. My cross country season is wrapping up, I am excited for the upcoming holidays and I think I’m in nesting mode! Only two more months to go! (Maybe less, ack!)
The Science: Baby Center recap – 30weeks. I need more time but I really don’t enjoy being pregnant. I feel bad for admitting it but from the very beginning, this pregnancy has been hard on me emotionally, physically, and mentally. I am tired of being tired. My back hurts, my legs burn walking or going up stairs, and my belly feels big and awkward now. Doing anything is cumbersome, even talking on the phone since I get out of breath easily.
Body morphing: I think my belly really grew this week! It feels bigger and rounder. He’s been kicking me a lot in the ribs. Thankful for his movement, nonetheless.
Sexy stuff! Of course, there is always the restless sleep but nothing new to report.
Food drama: I get heartburn in the evenings if I eat or drink too much but honestly, no drama on this front. I’m so thankful.
Exercising? I’m back to walking at practice! I’m counting any movement at all as exercise. Vacuuming? Sure. Getting Amelie in and out of the car? Yes! Blogging? Why not?
To Dos: Hubs has been busy. While I’ve been spending a lot of time organizing the guest bathroom linen closet (seriously low priority), he has been getting things done that actually need to be done. He bought a double stroller off of Craigslist. He bought a new swing (since we burned out the motor on Amelie’s old one). He’s researching a new car. Thank goodness he’s my partner!!
And randomly: Both of my SILs were pregnant and due this fall. My Minnesota SIL had her baby girl in September and now my other SIL is about to give birth within the next day or two. That means I’m in the batter’s box! *queue panicking*
Just for comparison sake, I thought it would be fun to include my 30 week pregnancy pic with Amelie: