You should really pity Nathan, as I bounce between happy and angry, perfectly rational and a giant mess of sobbing and tears. The pregnancy hormones have gotten to me badly in the last fortnight and everyone is suffering.
Well, I’m suffering more than everyone else, but Nathan probably wouldn’t agree.
Let’s see, what is new this week. The baby flipped from being breech to turning head down (aside from a few forays into the land of “I’m going to lay sideways and make you wish that you could poke me back”) which was nice. I wasn’t a fan of breech – being kicked in the cervix isn’t my idea of fun. Luckily she hadn’t gotten terribly comfortable, having only been breech for a few days. It did however nearly kill me to lie upside down while I encouraged her to move.
Everything else is pretty much moving along as it should. I did the gestational diabetes test and didn’t throw up (I had taken anti-emetics before I went in however) which was great. Nausea continues to hang around, coming and going and impacting on my food choices. I’m still eating mostly fruit, yogurt and bread. And chocolate, of course.
I can no longer lie on my back, or sit up straight either, due to the amount of poky little joints that end up lodged into my lungs. I’m spending a lot of time trying to remind myself that yes, I can actually breathe, but no, I probably shouldn’t do anything strenuous unless I want to spend the rest of the day trying not to pass out.
No nesting yet (Nathan is waiting impatiently for the nesting – me, not so much) and I’m not feeling the overwhelming urge to Get Things Ready, unless I think too hard about what having a third child is actually going to mean. Then you can find me hyperventilating in the corners.
So really, all is well.
Thanks goodness she flipped – that must have been a weird feeling. I’m not a fan of breech either. I always found the last 10 weeks went really fast – so I hope this happens for you too. What a beautiful belly you have. x
This was like reading my own checklist. I drank the orange stuff this morning, and it destroyed my body the rest of the day with a super depressed sugar low. I haven’t been able to stop crying. Also, not enjoying the feet and knobby parts wedged into my stomach and rib cage. All food tastes like I’m sucking on a dirty old roll of pennies. My tummy looks about half the size of yours, and I’m terribly jealous of that. I feel as if her little 15 inch frame had more room to move, I’d be able to inhale… or eat… or both. Eating AND breathing! What a concept!
The biggest blessing of all, there is a lap pool in our development. I’ve managed 2-3 miles of swimming a week. (5x a week of half miles). But, I missed my sunday workout, and only mowed the lawn… and now I am a complete mental case. I was in roller derby, + additional workouts before the baby. Sitting still makes me feel useless and worthless. I’d be locked up If there was no swimming. Also, if there was none of your blog to read.
Thank you for all of your writings. You have helped me through my first pregnancy thus far. Thank you.
what a beautiful belly shape 🙂
Yeah, but your belly looks amazeballs. x
I think she’s going to be like her siblings and dance along life’s road to her own drum beat lol.
I’m glad none of my babies were breech. They all preferred to lie head down and kick the heck out of my ribs.
The nesting stage was so weird, I didn’t notice it much the first time round as we moved house towards the end of my pregnancy and I was busy with house move and nesting just flowed into that. Second time though, oh my.
I’m getting excited for you! I never really nested with my three. I think I’m defective
I think I went a little insane around that time too. The back pain did me in. Love the pics x
You look amazing! Great to hear it’s all going well 🙂
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