Today we have another Doctor's appointment. Just regular ol' check-up that will whiz by where you spend more time in the waiting room than the actual Doctor's office. I'm okay with that... really I am. I just enjoy going to make sure everything is still on track and looking good.
But today I started reflecting more on my pregnancy. I've gone 33 weeks and have roughly about 7 weeks left. wait... Freak out!! Only 7! crudd but oh how glorious only 7.
Just recently I've been really getting the "I'm so ready and sick of being pregnant" moods. And I am but I've been lucky. But I've been experiencing a few different changes that I'm not so happy about.
1st: A week ago I randomly cried.
Are you kidding me?!! I don't do that. I only cry in movies or in really really sad situations. I was driving down the road and all of a sudden a wave of emotion came over me. Not happy. Not sad. No frustration. No extreme joy. I was content. So then why the tear?! You got me people... no idea. Then I snapped out of it and was mad at myself the rest of the way home. Haven't done it since and plan not to.
2nd: My belly constantly itches!
Not just the old man scratch your belly itch but the oh man my skin is stretching beyond its normal capacity itch. I'm completely annoyed by this. I feel my self itching it sometimes in public. Not too lady-like. I think I embarrass Steve.
3rd: Swelling!
Ohhh the nasty swelling. I haven't noticed it too much but I have noticed it. It's the one symptom I was dreading beyond all understanding. I'd rather eat pickles and ice cream... which I have NOT been craving. Sounds disgusting to me. Actually I haven't had any cravings. But I still use the excuse of my pregnancy when I have a "normal non-pregnant" every day craving of coffee. So far Steve hasn't put up much of a fuss. He knows better ;)
Lastly: My sleepiness is starting to take over.
Sadly I'm more tired at the end of the day. I guess that's to be expected. I do have a human growing in me sucking all energy and nutrients from my body. I make her sound like an alien. How about I have this precious little girl that I gladly give my all to which leads me somewhat exhausted at the end of the day. And you know what I don't get... How can your body be so tired yet experience restless leg syndrome at the same time. Answer me that people.
Oh and lastly again I have the need to start planning for delivery. But can you really plan. And is that because of my pregancy or my normal control freak that dwells inside of me. (rhetorical question - do not answer)
And Steve gets jealous when people only wonder how baby and I are doing so I thought I'd just let you know he's doing fabulous. Little tired as well since I'm constantly moving during the night to get comfortable. But he's managing. He's excited. He's ready.
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