think the baby is suppose to be here. (That is baring any emergencies like pre eclampsia. Which, off-hand, is really the ONLY emergency I can think of that would require being induced. I'm sure there are one or two more that I can't think of right now though. Post dates, still, is not it.)
I wish I had something to complain about right now at this stage of my pregnancy, because I know my misery entertains you, but alas, I do not. I'm wonderful.
Let's see...no pelvic pain, no migraines (mostly), no nausea, not terribly tired. Yep, just doing great.
The baby is moving. Although, frankly, this baby is lazy. I promise not to tell it if you promise. It moves around at normal times, IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, when I'm watching TV after the others are in bed, first thing in the morning. All the normal times. But it only moves around for a few minutes then back to sleep. Which is weird because Asa pretty much moved non stop and Millicent almost as much. Poor sleepy baby. Yea, for sleep deprived mom.
I'm hot. No this isn't a complaint. Okay, yes it is. I'm very very very very hot. I've never been so hot in my entire life. NEVER. It's still warm outside but the days are cooling off. And wherever I am or whatever I am doing, I am sweating. The air is on 71 and it never comes on because it's cooler than that outside and I"M HOT. I'm so HOT. I cannot wait for the snow because I think I'm just going to go lay in it. I have no idea how I will blog from the snow but I'll figure it out once my temperature drops 10 degrees.
I don't smell putrid any more. Which is odd because of all the sweat...but nice for my family.
For those of you who watched my blood pressure creep up last pregnancy and worried with and for me...it's doing great so far. Perfect, if I can say so. And I can because who's going to stop me. Well, Jeff, but he won't. So yeah, I'm going with that. I'm praying for my homebirth this time!
So far I have done nothing to get ready for this pregnancy. I did buy some new clothes, FOR ME. Because the alternative is having Jeff look upstairs in the attic, when it was 100 degrees up there. So hey, just buy new clothes. Eventually he will have to go up there though because my favorite winter shirt is there. I haven't gotten anything else out. Haven't sorted baby clothes, haven't gone through diapers. HAVEN'T ORDERED any new diapers. (We cloth our newborns.) Haven't gotten out the birth kit or checked on the pool. Do we just get lazy after the second child?
We have found a boys name that we like, but sorry, we can't tell you. People get really upset about names. My family has actually told us they didn't like the names we were thinking of. So we keep it a secret. No one will say to us, after the baby is born...MILDRED? You named the baby Mildred? That's a terrible name for a baby. No, they'll say, she looks just like a Mildred. Oops, gave the name away. KIDDING. No Mildred's here.
I'm grateful I have a lot more energy than before but I am not back up to speed and I get tired out very easily.
Am I having twins? I don't use the ultrasound technology all willy nilly. In fact, I don't use it all. I'm not sure of the safety of it, frankly. Fifty years ago, they thought X-rays were safe for pregnant women. AND...the Bible talks about knitting us together in the SECRET PLACE. So I think I'll let it stay secret. (If you are interested in reading any of the studies on ultrasound safety, let me know and I'll see if I can dig some up.) So all that to say, I may be surprised on my birth day! Then again, I may realize that I'm just too old to be having another baby. Nah!
I know there was more I wanted to tell you but I've written a book, all about me, me, me.
Now, how about you, you, you? How are you? Give us a preggo update.
What about your trying to conceive journey? Where are you in that? Need support or prayer? Are you in the two week wait? OH THE AGONY. Those are the longest two weeks in the history of the world...until you are actually pregnant and waiting to go into labor and you suddenly realize that waiting those two weeks to find out has nothing on waiting the two weeks till your due date arrives, while you deal with hemorrhoids, potty breaks every thirty minutes, an appetite that cannot be sated, no energy, lack of oxygen because the baby is pushing into your lungs, and leaking from all places that have never leaked before. See, that two week wait sounds easy now, doesn't it?