Monday, March 24, 2008

Nearly 33 weeks

I can't believe that I'm 32.5 weeks. I also can't believe that I have only 52 days left of this journey. But, at the same time, I can't believe I still have 52 days left. At this point I have some good days and some bad, but I'm feeling that the bad are beginning to outweigh the good. The "honeymoon period" is such an accurate description of the second trimester. It's such a fun time, but it's definitely over now. Now sleep is the only thing I ever really want to do, but it has become elusive. I get about 30min-1 or 2 hours at a time and then I have to get up to go pee. Then, I come back to bed and spend at least 20 min trying to get comfortable with my huge belly. Really, I'm lucky if I get 5 hours a night of sleep. So I make up for it during the day with multiple naps.

The great news is the quarter is over. I haven't gotten my grades, but I know I did well. Ryan took me out to celebrate last week, all I wanted was a whiskey and coke, but instead I had lemonade. Anyway, now my days are mine to do as I please. It's a really good feeling to know that I have the next 7 weeks to play and relax and sleep. The baby's room is all put away and organized. Everything has been washed and even my diaper bag is ready to go. I'm secretly hoping that I only have 5 or so weeks left.

Last week's visit to the doctor was good. I found out that she is head down, and at this point she wouldn't really have the room to move into a breech position. So it's nice to know that at least we don't have to worry about that. I'm also still measuring right on target which means that she is growing well. I'm feeling like I'm a pretty predictable pregnant woman, everything they say will happen is happening: I'm getting swollen feet, I get leg cramps at night, I've even been blessed with stretch marks--how lucky? Not that I'm complaining (of course I am), but as amazing as this whole experience is, there isn't really anything very unique about it. All women deal with the same things. In a way though, I do feel validated by that.

Not much else happening. We've had a lot of fun family events going on. My mom turned 60 and we had a big party. There were a bunch of ladies over 50 and a pregnant woman out on the dance floor that night at Jillian's--there were plenty of people who weren't sure what to make of that, including me and I was on the dance floor. But Barbie got her groove on, which was her only birthday wish. Jimmy turned 30 last week and we celebrated at King's Hardware in Ballard on Saturday night. It was there that Ryan had the "best burger ever." It was like a burger and breakfast in one--it was a burger topped with a fried egg and bacon and served with sweet potatoe fries. If that isn't your style you can get a burger with peanut butter called the "after school special."
Here are some pictures from recent happenings:

The pregnant women at my shower! L-R: Carmen (overdue), Lacey (due in 2 weeks), Me (32.5 weeks), Beth (23 weeks)

Juicy from Georgia! I love it, just 'cause your an infant doesn't mean you can't wear designer clothes (Ryan would pass out if he read that)!

Mom, Sissy, and Grammy at my shower

Uncle Fred with his adoring neices/daughter at Barbie's 60th!

Ryan and I on the dance floor at mom's party

Pregnant woman and an oldie but goodie (mom) on the dance floor.

How cool? My whole family out on the dance floor--this is pre-broken foot.

A very little picture of Jimmy at his 30th.

1 comment:

al said...

i can see that you got bigger!