How far along: 35 weeks
Baby is the size of: A honeydew melon! Over
18 inches long and 5 ¼ pounds.
Total weight gain/loss: gain of 20 lbs. Doctor told me yesterday to not gain more
than another 2.5 to 5 pounds. So I’m
foregoing cupcakes this weekend (whimper).
Maternity clothes: Mainly maxi
dresses/maxi skirts with maternity tanks.
Even my maternity pants are uncomfortable at this point.
Stretch marks: No, but I do have diastasis recti. My ab muscles form a big ridge down the middle
of my belly. Let me know and I’ll text
you a picture. It’s strangely cool.
Sleep: Still sleeping well. He’s set up camp on my sciatic nerve
(literally getting on my nerves!) so walking isn’t much fun…
Best moment this week: The half a beer I had
Wednesday night. It was a really
grapefruity IPA which I usually don’t like, but it tasted like Heaven’s nectar.
Miss Anything: Walking normally, booze, not having to
monitor my caffeine intake.
Movement: Oh lawd…He’s transverse and sunny side
up. Basically his position is
awful. He moves all the freakin’ time,
but never actually flips positions. He
has two weeks to get his act together before they move him manually (which
sounds completely dreadful).
Food cravings: I eat a lot of oranges and bananas to
hopefully balance out the ice cream sandwiches, Golden Grahams and Fudge Stripe
cookies. Although I haven’t had cookies
or Golden Grahams in two days!
Anything making you queasy or sick: Hot coffee. Still. It sounds so disgusting.
Have you started to show yet: Oh mos def. The guy at Subway said “Welcome to Subway!”
to my belly yesterday.
Gender: BOY!
Labor Signs: Nah.
Some painless Braxton-Hicks, but that’s about it.
Belly Button in or out: If I wear something
super tight (as we all do at 8 months pregnant), then you can see a tiny bit of
an outie. Otherwise, it’s basically
non-existent.
Wedding rings on or off: On. FOREVER.
Happy or Moody: Anxious!
Not about labor and delivery, but about life with a new baby and family
spread across the country and grandparents in poor health…
Looking forward to: A burger and fries tomorrow. Screw weight gain.
