I WAS going to do a bumpdate post a couple days ago, but got a wee bit distracted by the crazy turd who stole my babies.
So with all that nonsense behind me, here it is… 30 weeks down, 8 to go:
How far along? 30 weeks and 5 days.
Weight gain/loss: Started at 136. Weight at Dr’s Friday was 159. Everyone tells me I look tiny, but I feel HUGE.
Feeling: HUGE! haha I think I have a bit of a waddle now, but since I’m on bed rest I don’t really do much walking anymore. In fact, I rarely leave the couch. It’s rather depressing actually. Every day is starting to blur into the next… Aside from the whole giving birth thing, I don’t have anything to look forward to anymore. Just day after day of being stuck on the couch. Ugh. Who would have thought that doing nothing all day would be so draining?
Maternity clothes? I only have a few maternity dresses (and only 2 that I actually like/wear). I save these dresses for when I get to venture out of the house for Dr. appointments, but the rest of the time I just throw on any of my “regular” ones that I can still squeeze into. The couch really doesn’t care how I look, so it’s cool.
Sleep: Still hard to come by. Especially during the recent heatwave we’ve had. Just can’t get comfortable.
Food cravings: Wendy’s baked potatoes! I don’t know why, but baked potatoes almost always sound so good to me.
Movement? Lots! Baby A is constantly kicking the crap out of my poor cervix and rectum/large intestine(?). She’s literally kicking my ass. Weirdest feeling ever. B is a lot less annoying, mainly due to her location. She does have some really powerful kicks though! They’re both most active when I go to bed & when I wake up. Mike has been holding my belly in the morning to feel them and although I’m usually half-asleep and out of it, I LOVE those little moments of bonding.
What I miss? Leaving the house!!! Shaving my legs… wearing cute dresses… caring about how I look… etc.
What I’m looking forward to: Scheduling my c-section & hopefully making it to at least 35 weeks.