Tuesday, February 5, 2019

Weeks 30, 31, 32, 33

How far along: 33 weeks

Baby Size: A butternut squash

Weight gain: 30 pounds at my last appointment (ugh)

Maternity clothes:  Oh yeah.  And some of them don't even fit anymore.  This bump is all out front, which makes the clothing portion a little difficult.  My shoes officially no longer fit, because my feet have ballooned up a few sizes. I went out and bought two new pairs of flats in a size bigger than my usual size just to make it through the end of this pregnancy. 
Sleep: Fine, for the most part.  Still getting up multiple times a night for bathroom breaks.  I've been having some awfully strange dreams lately.  Must be all those pregnancy hormones..

Gender: Everything pink. 

Movement: Oh yeah.  She's apparently taking salsa lessons late at night.  There have been points where she's kicked me between the ribcage and I can feel the outline of a little foot! She's definitely head-down at this point, so I can sort of tell the distinct movements (hands versus feet) based on where they are.  The other night we were in bed watching tv and I had my phone just resting on my stomach.  Out of nowhere, the phone went flying across the room.  Girlfriend has some serious power in there -- that's not the first time she's swatted something away from my stomach. 

Best moment this week: I think I've finally reached the point where I know the end is near, and I'm satisfied with the progress we've made up to this point.  If she were to arrive tomorrow, we're basically all set with the things we truly need.  So, that's essentially the biggest burden off my shoulders.  I'm also so happy we've finished up with our childbirth classes at the hospital -- it turns out that most of their standard policies align with the things I really wanted to ask for in the first place, such as delayed cord clamping and immediate skin-to-skin contact. I'm feeling equal parts terrified and over the moon excited about this labor portion of our journey, but mostly I just want to go ahead and get through it.  At this point the waiting is really just killing me. 

Looking forward to: Meeting that sweet girl! I'm ready to get this show on the road!

Food cravings: None to speak of. 

Anything making you queasy or sick: I've been experiencing waves of nausea out of nowhere this week.  My chiropractor said it was most likely due to a subluxation in my spine (which he adjusted), so I'm waiting to see if it reappears.  Eating too much at night has been my downfall, because that food just seems to sit on my stomach and takes forever to be digested. I'm trying my best to take my time eating dinner so I can better gauge when I'm full. 

Labor Signs: Not yet. 

What I miss: This is going to sound like I'm not thankful for being blessed with this pregnancy (which isn't the case at all), but I really am looking forward to a time in the future when I can go back out into public and not be stared and gawked at like a circus animal. I know it more than often comes from a good place, but the staring really gets old. 

Symptoms: Back pain, per usual. Apparently the baby's head is resting against my left pubic bone, which makes walking a little uncomfortable. I'm just achy all over, and so tired all the time. Walking up the stairs is a huge workout, and it leaves me completely out of breath. I'm still finding gray (read: white) hairs popping up along my hairline.  They honestly just show up overnight, and I'm hoping they'll go away once I give birth. 

Nursery: Almost completely done! I'll be sure to post pictures here once everything has been put in its rightful place. We bought a new area rug that I absolutely love that ties everything together so well in there!

Belly Button in or out? Eh, at this point it's basically flush with my stomach.  Which my husband loves to make fun of, because it looks like I don't even have a belly button at all at this point. 

Wedding rings on or off? Off. I bought fake wedding rings a half size bigger than usual to tide me over through the end of the pregnancy, but my hands are too swollen to even accommodate those anymore.  So, I guess I'm going without rings from here on out. My husband loves to joke that I'm just a single mother, getting judgmental looks from the strangers who pass me by.  He's not entirely wrong about the looks -- I can definitely tell when people look at my stomach and automatically scan my left hand for a wedding ring. 

Mood: I think I've reached the end of pregnancy "snippiness" I've heard about.  Everything stresses me out, and I'm just exasperated most of the time. 

Workouts: Not really.  Still doing squats and lifting 5-pound dumbbells every night before bed, but I don't have the lung capacity for anything remotely aerobic. 
Hubby: Once again, is being such a good sport about putting up with me at this point.  He's relocated himself to the guest bedroom at night because my obnoxious snoring and hogging the bed is too much for anyone to deal with. 

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