With that said, I am officially getting tired of being pregnant. I love little Henry kicking around in there but I am so ready to have a normal body again! One that can roll over in the middle of the night without having to use the bedpost and work herself into a sweat! One that can go on a run, one that can eat normally without digestive issues, one that can (males, read no further).... shave herself! God bless my sweet husband for smiling and accommodating during this crazy, hormonal season in life.
I really, by all accounts, have had a great pregnancy. No complications. Sickness during the first trimester but I was still able to work and live life. I have really enjoyed being pregnant, have enjoyed how nice people are to a pregnant lady, enjoyed all the compliments and the "You look so cutes!" But I am ready for the end...ready for this little man to make his way out. 40 weeks is too much! It's too long!
I had a slight hormonal breakdown this morning and then met Bethany at the pool. This was my first time to swim while pregnant and it made me so happy. We put on webbed gloves and did lots of different exercises and treaded water and it was so nice to feel light and share my heart and woes (ha!) with a friend. She told me it was okay to feel this way, okay to vent and let it all out. Then, by the end of the swim, I was feeling much more like myself.
I'm going to try and savor these last couple of weeks of being preggers with Henry. I know life is about to change forever. Maybe I'll surprise myself and miss my huge belly...who knows! Either way, we'll continue on thanking God for making this miracle...even when I pee for the 78th time tonight.
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I have discovered that after a couple of rounds of The Preggies, The Mrs. now hits the head 78 times per night anyway. Is it habit? Did the spawn permanently slosh her ability to hold it? Who knows. In the good news side, the permanently-enhanced curvies don't suck...for me anyway :-)
It's tough, it's very tough at the end, so you have every right to feel this way! I said it before, you will feel like doing cartwheels as soon as he is out! haha Hang in there, he'll be worth it!
you will also feel light as a feather after baby boy makes his entrance!! hang in there...we called it the psychotic phase...i was verbally and physically threatening my doctor...in the nicest way, of course!! all the late night bathroom breaks are God's was of preparing you for getting up in the night to check on henry, for the 1,000,000 time! hang in there, sister...this, too, shall pass...all too quickly...
ditto eads:) You (we) are almost there!!!!
Is it any consolaion that in my head I know that the last month was no fun, but I really have no REAL CONSCIOUS memory of the discomfort? This too shall pass! I would say take two ibuprofen and push through it, but I guess they don't let you do that-do they?
Oh my gosh, I had forgotten all the trauma of trying to get out of the bed...roll over and just get comfortable. Went to see ET a week before my due date and was MISERABLE. I think that is why I never thought ET was cute...if that was what people called cute... well, I didn't want a CUTE baby... Isn't swimming a fun thing!? I liked that, too. Hey, I bet you miss little Henry being your CONSTANY traveling companion. I loved have my little passenger while I was pregnant. He was WITH me ALL the time and I just missed that...you'll see.
Hang in there sweet girl! You are almost finished. I remember those feelings of feeling perma-pregnant. But it will soon end and you will have a beautiful result. I know you are so excited! P.S. Be looking for a surprise by Tuesday!
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