A peek at the week….inside my womb:
Fruit/Veggie Comparison: Eggplant (2.25 inches and ~15 inches long)
Shape: The information in my weekly email that I get from babycenter says I’ll gain 11 more lbs. I have no idea where it will go. Out? Jeez…
Food: Actually starting to get hungry. Trying to fill in the (huge) gaps with fruit or stave off the pangs with small portions. I wish this baby would ‘suck fat’…I could use it! Lol!
Least favorite thing: Itchy scalp/skin
Most favorite thing: My girls wanting to feel the belly move or giving the baby kisses and of course daddy looking over and seeing this huge lumps poke out and seeing his eyes go wide.
Mental state: I think at this point I’m just counting down the days. I want to enjoy this pregnancy, but I’ve had SO many things go ‘wrong’. So many small annoyances. So much anxiety. I may feel better after my ultrasound at the very beginning of October (to see if my placenta has shifted) and I can get back to ‘normal’.. but as it is, everything is getting harder. Harder to bend over, harder to pick up my toddler, I lose my breath trying to sing in church, I waddle– typical stuff. It doesn’t help that my brain is so…occupied all day long. I really do forget I’m pregnant because my other kids NEED ME. It’s only when I sit down and wake the baby up (it naps when I’m moving, right? giant cradle)–that it hits me that I have barely talked to this kid in the womb.
We have managed to hang some of the pictures and such. I gathered up some stuff to be donated (non cornstarch baby powder that was gifted, tiny nail scissors I wouldn’t dare use, old kids plates we don’t use anymore, a couple of baby blankets that aren’t my favorites, ‘freebie’ reusable bags, etc) but haven’t done the real big nesting I guess that I want to do. Basically I went through our 2 bathrooms downstairs, the pantry/mudroom and the nursery…. I’m glad the baby’s things are in the nursery and settled and my diaper bag and suitcase are semi-packed, but I really do need to pack up the boxes to be shipped out to my friend of diapers to be donated, ship off the ones to be fixed (or buy the materials and get help), etc. There just aren’t enough hours in the day (or enough time that I get WILLING help I guess)… between keeping our other 2 out of trouble and doing all the ‘house’ things that need done, by 8 pm we’re just too tired to do much else. Of course what I WANT to do I really don’t want the kids into– does that make sense? Sticky fingered toddler would dump all the diapers out that I had just cleaned to be shipped off, they’d want to keep some toys I might want to let go of, etc… plus we still need to get all the stuff we have out of storage so we can see what we really HAVE and so on… of course *I* should not be doing that.. so.. yeah. A kid-free weekend with a willing husband to help (or at least the kids entertained by movies for minutes at a time or something)… would be great. I know there’s a lot else that needs done (mowing, etc) but we only have so much time to purge the house and donate (the giveaway thing is accepting used items this weekend and giving them away NEXT weekend)… and of course the grass will need mowed again no matter what.. so.. priorities I guess… Here’s a quick pic. Not ‘cute’ but there you are.. it’s actually really deceiving since it’s not zoomed in like the ones everyone else takes of me..