I'm so up to date on these pregnancy posts..I'm like, 35 weeks now? Just about 36? Something like that. Clearly on top of things. Poor third child.
I have another appointment tomorrow, but so far everything has been looking good! My OB did mention I'm measuring about a week ahead, but considering Jasper was just under 9 lbs that's not a Huge surprise. After tomorrow's appt the weekly appointments start! The end is getting near. And I'm nowhere near ready. Again, poor third child.
Before this past appointment I hadn't gained any weight since mid December, but I wasn't too worried. I figured baby was just being nice and taking some of the reserve from my ass and thighs that I had been kind enough to store up for him in the second trimester. But this past week, probably thanks to my newfound love of cookies and cream cookie butter from Trader Joes, I gained 3-4 lbs so there's that. Bringing my weight gain up to about 30 lbs. I knew early on I was going to gain more with this one than the other two..oh wells!
Cravings..have been naan bread and hummus and Mcdonald hot fudge sundaes. I have both almost every day. I blame the fact that we live 5 blocks from a McDonalds. Not good.
Other than not being able to sleep and ridiculous hip/pelvic pain I feel pretty good. I haven't wrapped my head around the fact in less than four weeks this little boy will join our family!
Jasper had a four day weekend this weekend, and yesterday he got stitches out of his hand from his fall last weekend so I asked him what he wanted to do today, and it's no surprise he chose…Swimming! Which is obviously exactly what this 9 month preggo wanted to. Who wouldn't want to shove their pregnant stomach, butt and boobs into a bathing suit. But we went. And the kids had a blast. And I kept getting emotional thinking "This is it. This will be the last day we spend just the three of us." And had to keep choking back the hysterical sobs. And then I thought, next time we go to the pool I'll have to figure out how to keep THREE little humans alive in the pool. And more near hysterical sobs.
But you know what, bring it on number three, your family is ready to meet you!