How far along| 37 weeks today or aka “full term”
Baby’s Size| Babycenter.com says, “Your baby weighs 6 1/3 pounds and measures a bit over 19 inches, head to heel”
Weight Gain| +10…but after this weekend I am sure to be up a pound or so. I had massive Slurpee/Icee cravings and indulged.
Sleep| Getting some. The hips or back weren’t hurting this week.
Clothes| Fun times, a week ago or so I found that clothes pictured above still fit.
Cravings| Did I mention Slurpees? Hit the spot, especially with the warmish weather we’ve been having.
Food Aversions| Not much at the moment. Pickles are back on the ‘no’ list.
Symptoms| The heel isn’t hurting as much but the nerve/hip pain came back with vengeance yesterday afternoon. I actually thought if it got any more painful I might pass out. The fiery pain is no joke. I must find some stretches to do. I’ve failed to do that because the pain would show up for a few minutes and was manageable. Might as well work at getting rid of it.
Movement| He still likes to get down low at times (awkward). But doctor mentioned he has not dropped (boo!).
Belly Button| In
Baby’s Sex| Un nene.
Highlight of the Week| Seeing the floor. No really, the place was that bad cluttered. Don’t ever downsize from a 4 bedroom house and think you can make it all fit :). Stuff from London + stuff from Austin= Chaos. But with much determination my husband managed to break down a bazillion boxes and get it ready for recycling. Hurray! Again, seeing the floor is quite a highlight 🙂
What I miss| Getting up without much effort. I feel like a seal trying to come onto land when laying down or getting up, that graceful. Also, having a sewing shop within a bus ride away. I broke two seam rippers and ran out of a specific thread right when I was 8 inches away from being done with my sling (super cute, by the way). Now I’m stuck waiting for an order to come in.
Being on the other side of the country, while pregnant, from all your friends and family is quite trying. I mean, seriously, I didn’t think it would be. But after finding myself with little energy to set up house and no one other than my husband (who’s been working overtime FOREVER!) to interact with I got the blues. I got blue over not having the perfect nursery (I blame you, Pinterest!!!). I got blue over possibly having the baby come into a wreck of a house (but I strongly think this won’t happen; we’ve made great progress) .
When bringing home a little one I imagined a wonderful welcome, surrounded by those you love. I got blue that there was no one else to celebrate the baby’s arrival except for my mother (if she arrives in time), my husband and myself. But at the end of the day all that matters is, yes, a healthy baby. So I wipe those tears and think happy thoughts. Time is floating away and soon we’ll get to meet our little man and that makes me quite tickled and happy.