So, with that-I figured I have a few more things to add to my list of "things I'll want to go back and read" about in regards to this pregnancy.
Here it goes:
-I read online and in various places that when you "drop" (or when 'lightning/engaging' occurs--the technical word(s)), you will breathe easier. It IS true. It's totally true. The downside (for me, at least), is that I feel a lot more lower back pain and pressure 'down there'. I've also noticed from the front my belly looks funnier since I'm lower. Nice.
-I'm waking up almost every morning (after getting a very decent 8-9 hours of solid sleep, and not even getting up to pee!) feeling as if I didn't just get a good night's sleep...and as if I could sleep all.day.long. The downside is, I'm still obviously teaching--and I have to get up. I've felt pretty out of it for the first few hours of the morning, and exhaustion has seemed to overtake me at various points in the day. But, seriously-can you blame me? 26 days left in this pregnancy, and 15 more days left of teaching-but, who's counting?
-I still manage to muster up random spurts of energy (ie: nesting) to do various tasks around the house. For instance, this weekend-Declan and I spent over 2 hours in our walk-in closet purging clothes, organizing, putting winter stuff away, and stuffing two ginormous trash bags full of clothes and hauling them off to GoodWill.
I even got the energy up to take better photos of the baby nursery (since it's being featured this week at Spearmintbaby.com):
pssss, we got our cute standing lamp, too! It's finally complete.
-One day I'll have my normal sized feet back--and the next, not so much. Swollen-city, here I am. I cannot say this enough...personally, I am SO glad not to be "very pregnant" in the real heat of the summer. I would die. I'm also just not cute enough to pull off all these 'little' pregnant clothes (tank tops, shorts, etc).
-Just like my feet, one day I can wear my wedding rings, and the next-notsomuch.
-Those dreaded stretch marks. I did so well...for so very long. But, a few of those unwelcomed creatures have decided to take up residence on the underneath side of my belly, and I'm not happy about it. I've gone cocoa-butter crazy, and I'm almost starting to convince myself the lotion is making it worse. Or, maybe its the fact that there's a "watermelon-sized" baby girl in there (according to my pregnancy app) as of today, and DUH, my belly IS stretching. Sigh.
-I LOVE to take walks. LOVE it. The weather has been awesome, and my dog is obsessed with taking walks--not to mention, there's definitely a benefit to me, also. It's great one on one time with Declan. Some days, I could walk foreverrrr (it seems), and other days, I'll stop at the halfway point and say, "I'm not sure I can make it home" (all dramatically, too), because my body just feels that tired (after teaching all day!).
-I remember people telling me to treasure all the kicks when they are cute and fun between 20-30 weeks, because "you'll eventually want the baby to STOP.moving.already" when the moves are much bigger and more uncomfortable. BUT, I honestly don't feel that way at all! Not even in the slightest. I still make Declan watch my belly bump up and down, and I still ooh and ahh over what body part is sticking out, and I still put my hand on my belly to feel the steady beat of her hiccups at least twice a day. I love it...all of it, and I know I'll miss that part.
-I'm still happy being pregnant. I mean, I'm sooo excited to meet her and dream about it all the time. But, I get semi-annoyed when people say things like, "She needs to COME out already!", and "You're just so uncomfortable, that baby needs to be born!". First of all, I'm not "so uncomfortable", and secondly, she can come when she pleases. Do I have a time-frame I'd like to see her born in? Of course! But, my desire isn't exactly the deciding factor here.
I guess that's enough for the day. If you do have any burning questions for me pregnancy-related--shoot. I'm game to answer anything (well, most things...).