Monday, July 15, 2013

One month to go! The Third Trimester

Yay!!!! My C-section is scheduled for a month from now! We are finally able to see an ending to this, the longest pregnancy that has ever been.

Seriously, doesn't it seem like I've been pregnant forever?

Doing the third trimester in summer is not something I would recommend. I can't believe how the heat effects me. I get dizzy and exhausted so quickly. Our outside ventures have had to be small ones, or next to water. 

At the same time, I have very few obligations in the summer, and since the kids play on their own in the morning, I sleep in until 9 every day. That's a major perk. 
I better not get used to it. 

Of course, I get up to pee at least 5-6 times a night, so it isn't the greatest sleep. And the fact you're only allowed to sleep on your side during pregnancy makes me fantasize constantly about turning onto my back. 

My doctor actually told me to try to only sleep on my left side with my legs bent together. The entire night. Yes, of course, I'd love to sleep in only one position for 6 months of my life. That sounds fun.

I've moved to the guest room so that I can splay myself across the entire bed. 

I don't know why people say the romance is gone by this time in a pregnancy. 

Last night was a doozy.

Shane ran me a very shallow bath.......

.....and then washed my feet because I can't really reach them.

There was lotion involved.

And pink fluffy socks.

Ooooo, baby.

We went on a date on Friday. 

We had to move from our perfectly lovely outside table because I thought I'd pass out in the heat.

I waddled seductively to our new table.

Everything on the menu had major heartburn potential, so I settled on a california roll.

Still got heartburn. 

I wore nylons to church. It sounded like I was in labor trying to get them on. 

Both kids had to grab a leg to get them back off again. 

Shane walked in on that. 

I have no more shame.

The non-maternity yoga pants I've been wearing (everyday) have started ripping at the seams.

I had Shane grab the belly and try to stretch the fabric. While I was still wearing them.

No shame.

At the same time of being super uncomfortable and unattractive, I am aware of what's going to happen in 4 weeks.

There will be a huge incision in my belly, a crying baby wanting to nurse constantly, and no cute reason for me to still look 6 months pregnant. I vacillate between elation and terror as I contemplate it.

As this is my last pregnancy, I'm just going to try to enjoy these last weeks of feeling this little miracle inside of me. 

In the safety of our air-conditioned home.

(Can someone please bring me some chocolate chip cookies and a pizza?)

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Anonymous said...

Oh, I hear you on the joys of being pregnant in the heat! With my first, I was due in August. I commuted to work an hour each way, so I had massive cankles for the entire summer - only one pair of shoes that would sort of fit in the morning, but not by the end of the workday. Not only that, but we had a massive heat wave a month or so before I was due, with temperatures getting up to about 120. So much fun.

Cheryl said...

Oh the joys! My kids were both born in fall/winter (November and December) but I remember feeling so uncomfortable in the summer. My doctor told me to sleep on my left side too.
I couldn't wait to be able to jump on the bed on my stomach and read there.

The Thomas Family said...

...seriously I remember commenting that I too wouldn't recommend a summer baby, as though there is much control in that ;) My last was born August 19th, and thank goodness that was 6 days early!!! It could be worse...we were living in my MIL's house at the time ;) before we closed on our home. Good times!

Kristin said...

LAUGHING!! and empathizing. you are very funny. i haaaated being pregnant. seriously, can't stop giggling about the nylons. you're amazing!! don't forget it!

Jessie Jones said...

Sweet lady, thinking of you! It may be a rough time, but you are looking gorgeous! :-)

Unknown said...

You look so great! I am so excited for you!

Joy@WDDCH said...

I'm in the middle of the newborn phase and all I can say is - take it one day/night at a time. During the day, when my toddler son takes a nap I PASS OUT on the couch (NO SHAME) with my new little snugglebunny curled up on my chest and the big sisters play or watch a movie in the same room with me.

With my first baby I didn't know what to expect with her waking in the middle of the night. I was impatient and cried myself out of exhaustion, frustration, fear, more exhaustion. With this new little guy being my fifth? Walk in the park. I know he's going to get up and what to expect so I just roll with it, tend to him and then pass back out until he wakes me up again. Yeah I'm tired but knowing what to expect and with the thought that this is also our last - I just soak up these midnight meetings. I also take lots of pictures to post on Instragram while the rest of the world sleeps, ha ha!

YOU GOT THIS girl!!!

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