Okay, so this pregnancy thing is really starting to get funnier by the day....It seems that each day is a new adventure for me and my body. Each day it gets a little harder to get out of bed. Not because I am tired but because my belly is bigger. Each day it seems it takes longer to take the dog on a walk. We still go the same route, same time of morning, same pee stops for him, same bushes and posts to sniff, but it is taking longer for me to walk it. Each day my pregnant waddle becomes more and more obvious. Each day it's harder to see my ankles. Every other day I am drinking through yet another gallon of milk and orange juice. Each day my bed time seems earlier. Each night I pee more and more frequently....
So basically I am entering my 30th week of this journey. Wow.. 30 weeks of having my little man grow inside me. It really is incredible. He is moving so much and it makes me so happy. Dan loved to put his face on my belly and have the baby kick him in the face. It's really neat. I am looking forward to the next time I get to see him on an ultra-sound, not next week but maybe sometime in late Jan or early Feb. Things are still holding strong for the little man to come out of me via C-Section anywhere between the 3rd and the 11th of march. I am leaving it up to the doctor to tell me when...
January is a busy month with baby stuff going on, in lew of all the family stuff too, but right now I am looking forward to the appointments and the shower and the classes and more that is happening...but I will share a few things with you that I have noticed.
I really do not mind showing my belly off to people. They want to touch it, okay... as long as I know who you are...
I have actually had a really good time in being pregnant. I mean some people don't like it and some people are ashamed and some people have only negative things to say.. but I have found it more and more enjoyable and actually funny than anything.
My belly seems like it has popped overnight. Dan looks at me and will say.."Shit honey, your belly is REALLY getting big." It's true I know it is.
I do not have a protruding naval and I wonder if I will get one.
I cannot wait to do my belly cast and Dan wants to hang it over our bed.
The other day Dan told me how pretty I looked, and I cried because I thought it was the nicest thing he has ever told me... My emotions are running high...tears can come at any moment.. I would be a good soap opera actress. I can cry on cue now...
The other day, I had THE most pregnant moment EVER.... walking out of work with a my friend Michelle, I commented on how humid it was...(really, my forever bitch is the humid weather this winter) anyway when I got into the car I had a coughing fit. When the weather is humid all I do is cough..ever since my little stint at the ER with an upper chest infection, I cough a lot...It is now subsiding but as long as there is no humidity...So I am driving home and by the way it is Christmas Eve... I turn the corner off the main road to get onto the connecting street, right at the turn at the Little Italy restaurant and it happens. I cough so hard I pee...yup, I coughed again and I peed again. Two time in my NEW pants that Dan just got me. I get out of the car and felt my pants and yup. Pee. Dan has the door open for me and the house is nice and he has a few special things planned for Christmas eve.. and I raced in the house and stripped down, telling him not to get any ideas and that I had just peed my pants 'cause I coughed so hard.... We laughed a lot. It was funny.
I am sure there is more to come and that it will just be funnier as time gets closer. Like the stuff that will come out of my boobs before the baby is even born. The greatest thing about this journey for me and I will include my husband on this one, it that we have laughed so much at the changes that are happening and we have embraced them with so much humor and open hearts and full honesty. My questions to people are those that the book does not tell you. I ask honest questions, I get honest answers...and I like that. If I were younger, I would do this again, but one child is all we will have and all we really want. So it has been a wonder pregnancy and all the funny things that goes with this...
Peeing my pants... may just be breaking the ice for the rest of the stuff that happens to me in the next seven weeks...I don't mind at all. "Bring it all on" I say. I am ready for it. So it will be fun to see what will happen. I guess it all comes with the territory....
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