Holy smokes! I know so many fabulous ladies who are expecting right now or who have recently had a baby. It must be something in the water. I swear to god, there was one week where I had about 10 friends announce their exciting news on Facebook all on the same day. So I would like to start off this post with a big, fat congratulations to all you new and/or expectant mommas out there. If this isn't your first rodeo then welcome back. But if you're a first time mom like myself then I would like to welcome you to the club. You are in for a wild and crazy ride.
It's been a while since my last post. Sorry, I've been busy. And when I'm not busy I'm just lazy and pregnant. But since I last checked in I've had some pretty amazing baby showers thrown for me. My family put one together for me back home and some good friends of mine hosted one out here in Los Angeles. My co-workers even threw me one before I took maternity leave. I'm a pretty lucky girl.
Cuteness overload |
The lovely LA hostesses |
34 weeks here |
But now I am officially 38 weeks which hopefully means there are only two weeks left until D-Day! Although with my luck she'll probably be late so she can make a fashionable entrance. So LA of her. I'm going to be the first one to admit that it's been a relatively easy and conflict free pregnancy for me, especially compared to what some mommas have to deal with. I had some bouts of nausea during the first trimester but never threw up. I've definitely experienced some discomfort here and there but nothing debilitating and my energy and spirits have always been pretty good. But then week 37 hit and along with it so did everything else.
For the past week and a half or so I've been battling constant hip, pelvic and nerve pain and some awesome menstrual type cramps. The kind of cramps that make you want to pair an entire bottle of red with a handful of Midol just to try and numb the pain. None of which I can do of course. I've discussed everything with my doctor and big surprise, it's all completely normal. Another big surprise, there's pretty much nothing I can do about it. Except squeeze a giant baby out of my vagina.
The pelvic, hip and nerve pain is just my daughter putting pressure against everything. I swear, she's outgrowing me. And the cramping? I guess that's just my body's way of practicing for game day. As if it didn't get enough practice the past 20 years.
But it's starting to get pretty bad and I'm lucky to get much sleep these days without waking up to a searing wave of pain. And since I'm not getting much sleep and have to deal with all this discomfort I'm probably not always the happiest person to be around. I try to save those pleasantries for my husband's ears only though.
The silver lining is that I'm already on maternity leave so at least I don't have to deal with work on top of everything else. So I've been doing my best to keep myself busy. Everything's been washed, sterilized and put away. And the nursery is pretty much complete. Fair warning, it's pretty freaking girly.
Shelves to be filled with lots of books for bedtime readings |
Quote from Shakespeare's "A Midsummer Night's Dream" |
Glider for cuddling |
Requisite girly bedding |
But now, it's just the waiting game and trying to enjoy the last remaining days before we're completely responsible for another human being. Which let me tell you, is scary as shit. But that's a whole other blog post. Until then!
38+ weeks |
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