I have approximately 4 weeks of pregnancy left. Here's what I've been doing:
1) Sitting at the supper table for an exorbitant amount of time. For some reason, I can barely choke down that last meal of the day. Joel usually has put all the left-overs away, checked facebook and read the newspaper by the time I'm finally done. I feel like a kid again...banished to the table until all my peas are gone (I used to sit at the table for hours trying to choke those nasty boogers down)
2) Buying, buying, buying stuff. Why does such a wee little being cost so much money?
3) Thanking the heavens that it is FINALLY cooler outside. It's really amazing how much my inner thermostat has changed. Joel is usually cold at night and I'm HOT even with a fan blowing directly on me.
4) Deciding what to pack in my hospital bag. Any suggestions?
5) Convincing Joel not to be nervous about the birth of our child....although, I'm quite frightened of the pain I will soon be enduring.
6) Measuring my girth. Holy Moly. The circumference of my waist has grown 14 inches. Is it really possible to get my pre-baby body back?
7) Imagining what our baby girl will look like. She resembles Joel's side of the family in one of her ultrasound pic's.
8) Wondering how I will function while severely lacking sleep.
9) Picturing that glorious day when I can order a Diet Coke at a restaurant and ask for refills.
10) Sleeping with four pillows. One in front, one in behind, one at my head and the last one between my knees. It takes a lot to support this watermelon I'm growing. I had such a hard time getting into bed last night that Joel woke up and asked "what's wrong?" (We have a rather high bed....and turning is no easy feat either). I stated "I'm just trying to get into bed." He replied, "Well, don't push yourself so hard!" Who knew that a simple task like getting into bed would be so difficult??
