Adventures in pregnancy: Walking down the stairs to use the bathroom/shower is an Olympic event (which I would not qualify for the gold).Trying to get up on my own reminds me of a turtle in its shell upside down (Not talking about no Ninja Turtles). Fights with my husband often use the word/phrase whale, its almost over, get out of the bathroom I have to pee, and I wish you knew how this felt. Those tiny little awesome flutters from baby have turned into roundhouse kicks to all my internal organs. Finding a comfortable position takes on a whole new meaning (like it doesnt exist). I dont know what anything looks like below my belly button (from books and stories I have heard this isnt necessarily a bad thing). My beautiful wedding ring sits in a box my fingers are like ball park franks (somebody pass the ketchup and mustard). Speaking of condiments...I have become ravenous I want to eat everything it got so bad the other day I dumped my purse out in hopes of finding a sucker or mints I could eat (not sure if that was a loose mint or tums tab). Sleeping, hah! And last but not least I think I have officially become insane with the anticipation of baby making 30 lists, 20 spreadsheets, reading everything I can about labor and delivery and still feeling like im so lost (anyone have cliffs notes on this whole pregnancy/delivering/parenting thing?!?).
Posted on: Sun, 14 Sep 2014 22:32:50 +0000