Well shit. I officially only have 35 days until my due date. That’s just crazy.
How far along: 35 Weeks – can you believe that? While it’s super hard to grasp, I’ve got to admit that I’m grateful to be solidly in my final stretch. This baby is officially taking over my body. It’s getting harder to breathe and more importantly, harder to carry little Charlotte around. Poor gal hardly has any lap left to enjoy.
Total weight gain: No update since my last doc appointment. Will know Monday when I’m back in there. I’m sure it’s glorious. I’m feeling all sorts of sexy… in that waddle-into-a-room kind of way.
I haven’t taken my photo for this week, but here’s one from last week (taken 4/13):
Stretch marks: I’m afraid to say it out loud, but so far, so good.
Sleep: I’m a zombie. I just cannot catch up this week. At all. Oy.
Best moment of this week: Marky started building the baby’s new changing table topper last night and it looks great! This excites me. I’m ready to have the room all set up so I can focus on other things… or just lay and relax.
Miss anything: Curling up. Sitting cross-legged. Being able to see all parts of my body without a mirror.
Movement: Today I literally JUMPED out of my chair. I swear, the kid scraped my insides with his toenail or something. Otherwise, he continues to be a wiggler.
Food cravings: I have been craving soda a lot, which sucks because I’ve REALLY been trying not to drink it. That might be it…
Anything making you queasy or sick: My acid reflux is going all sorts of crazy. I’m talking barf burps and all. This is what I was referring to when I mentioned feeling sexy. I’ve got my glam going.
Have you started to show yet: The inquiries about how many children I’m carrying and whether I’m ‘about to pop’ have increased… so I’m guessing that I’m showing just a bit.
Gender: Maybe a little mini Mark! With those freckles… oy. Please be a mini Mark.
Labor signs: Last night I felt like I was having a ton of Braxton Hicks contractions. Maybe I was dehydrated? But no real signs. Baby is still quite high. Although I do feel as if he’s trying to rearrange my pelvic bone.
Belly button in or out: We probably shouldn’t talk about it. It’s really goofy looking. ANYTIME C gets a glimpse of it, she chuckles and pokes it.
Wedding rings on or off: Still on!
Happy or moody most of the time: I can’t remember really? I had a GREAT day with my tiny girl yesterday. I mean, GREAT. DAY. She was just so sweet and lovely. Now, don’t get me wrong, she also had a few really useless meltdowns AND had the worst night of sleep ever (which in turn meant we did as well)… but other than that, it was the best day. I just wanted to eat her up. She was so sweet and delicious.
But I totally digressed. My mood… probably a bit on edge, but not too bad. Sleepy Melissa isn’t the best version.
Looking forward to: SO much! I’m excited to see the progression of the changing table topper. We’re also meeting with our Doula tomorrow morning, which will be good. I’m not sure what to expect, but I’m excited. AND my brother will be in town, so we’ll get some family time in tomorrow night.
AND the most exciting of all is that we’re headed to pick up all of the amazing hand-me-downs from my sister. YES! This means I will soon fill the closet and drawers with tiny little man outfits and I will hug them and be so excited.