This baby was 100% planned and we are very much looking forward to his arrival. Boy #3. We just aren’t meant to buy pink I guess.
I understand that for some women they love pregnancy and it is the greatest time of their life.
Yeah. Not me.
I’m not a good pregnant person. I have been counting down the days since Day 1 and now we are in the home stretch and I’m ready for him to get out of my body RIGHT NOW.
My back hurts. I can’t sleep. I can’t move. I can’t roll over. My calves cramp. My ankles are slightly swollen. I can’t bend down to pick things up. I can’t shave my legs without undergoing major acrobatics. I’m tired all the time. I’m cranky. I can’t eat but a few bites before I feel overly full.
Time wise I’m at 33 weeks. Development wise the baby is measuring in around 36 weeks and 6 pounds. It has been my goal to make it until the end of June but now I just want it to be over with. Both my other babies were induced early. One at 36 weeks (4 lbs) and one at 38 weeks (7 lbs 11 ozs).
Sauron has been the absolute best and I know he is ready for the baby to be here so I will stop complaining. He rubs my back for me at night and tells me to take it easy and stop doing so much. He asks me if he can bring me anything special from the grocery store and doesn’t complain when I have to have him help me get up and down from chairs and our bed. I know I wake him up all during the night with my tossing and turning and getting up for the 986th time to go to the bathroom but he always says he doesn’t notice.
And if one more well meaning lady in my office tells me how much she loved being pregnant and how I need to embrace this time and really understand how my body works to support this life I will stab her in the throat.
I knew a woman who was so ready for her third baby to come that she went to the hospital, bag in hand, and announced that it was time. So they checked and told her it was not time and that she should go home. So she asked if there was anything you could do to make the baby come sooner. They recommended walking a lot. Half an hour later the nurse or somebody went outside and there she was, walking around and around the hospital.
I think they called her husband to gently take her home, poor thing.
I seem to recall submerging myself in water quite a lot there in the last few weeks. As my mother remarked, pregnancy is the only thing in the world that can make you look forward to labor and delivery.
I know just how you feel! I am 33 weeks along myself, and yes it is wonderful: it is wonderful when I am sitting on the couch with my feet up watching television and my husband is bringing me cold drinks and rubbing my feet. All of the rest of the time…um, yeah. I’m sick of it. The last two days I have woken up 2 hours early and been unable to go back to sleep. The day before yesterday I peed about 7 times BEFORE I EVEN LEFT FOR WORK! I alternate between starving and nauseated. I can’t put lotion on my legs without grunting and groaning and straining myself. I crave sugar all day long but the doctor has warned me about my sugar intake so now I crave sugar AND feel guilty.
