Home Stretch

Yesterday I had an appointment and unlike my first pregnancy NOTHING is happening. I am not dilated at all and only starting to thin out. (I was 3 cm at 35 weeks the first time around.) This makes me laugh considering that on Thanksgiving I thought I was going to go into labor. Serious, I had sooooo much pressure down below that I could barely walk. I could barely waddle... Needless to say, because of how I felt last Thursday I am in shock that nothing is happening yet. However, I can’t get too upset considering I am not full term until Friday.

My mom has purchased her tickets. She is arriving on the 16th and leaving on the 26th. I am sure that because we decided to have her fly out on the 16th verses earlier I will have our little Trampoline by the 10th...

It is really hard to believe that this pregnancy is coming to an end. Okay, maybe it is not really THAT hard to believe. You know what they say: "times flies when you’re having fun". And when you gain 30+ pounds in 9 months and can no longer get out of bed without careful consideration and some rolling, and sometimes a little push, you know you are having fun!

Honestly, with all kidding aside, I have enjoyed this pregnancy. Until recently, I have made it a point to not rush it. Taking each and every day as it comes, all the while keeping in the back of my mind that this will most likely be my last pregnancy. (Chris says, “we'll see.”) Truly, this has been a very easy pregnancy. During the first two trimesters I had to remind myself, almost daily, that I was pregnant. I had no morning sickness and no cramping. (I cramped terribly with Wilson.)

All in all, I think that this pregnancy has seemed more natural than my first. Unfortunately, I haven’t taken the time to document it as much as I did the first and I wish I would have. I especially wish I would have taken more pictures to document the transformation of my body. I seemed to grow much faster this time around than last, but haven’t gained as much as I did with Wilson. This time around, at seven months my belly was measuring 3-6 weeks ahead of schedule (AKA bigger), but I have balanced out these past last few weeks and am now measuring spot on. In other words, at 37 weeks my belly is measuring 37 cm.

The only complaint I have is the fact that my body hurts more than I remember it hurting in my first pregnancy, and this is a fairly new complaint. I don’t know why I seem to have more physical discomfort this time around. Maybe it is because I am older now or the fact that I am chasing 40#’s of toddler around and working with even more rambunctious little ones. Maybe I just forgot how I felt last time. Who knows? All I know is that my hips ache, my skin feels over stretched, and my feet are beginning to complain over the extra weight they are carrying around.

I really shouldn't complain... I am in the home stretch and will soon be sleep deprived. And on a very positive note, in a few weeks (or days) I will be staring at a sweet baby girl and falling in love with my husband all over again when I see him hold her. Just like I did when he held this sweet boy...

2 years and 9 months ago.