Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Third Trimester Update

TOP TEN THINGS I TRY TO ACCOMPLISH EACH DAY IN MY THIRD TRIMESTER:

1)get out of bed...at all, much less on time
2)waddle to the potty every 30 minutes, whether I really have to go or not
3)try not to eat everything that isn't nailed down
4)protect my unborn from learning every cuss word that flies out of my mouth at other cars while I'm driving
5)keep my consumation of Tums at a non-toxic level
6)find a comfortable position/pillow/bed/couch to sleep on
7)try not to kill Ben
8)keep from dropping/breaking/spilling stuff
9)educate small children when I really want to be taking a nap at my desk
10)go all day without crying

As you can tell, every day is a lot of work right now. As far as the baby goes, this kid is movin' and groovin'. Kicks have turned to rolls and pushes...there usually isn't a day that goes by that I don't feel a foot pressing out of my side or a knee roll across my stomach. I love love LOVE this part. THIS is the part I always dreamt about, and wondered what it was like. L.B. gets hiccups about every day too - sometimes twice a day. The first few times I felt this insanely rhythmic sensation, I freaked out a little bit - I mean, I know my kid is going to be a virtuoso, but...practicing a steady beat already???? Then my good friend Google told me that I was experiencing hiccups. Since then, it has been a complete and total hoot to watch and feel this phenomenon going on in my stomach.

Having a baby that moves, punches, and hiccups also means having a baby that hangs out in weird places in kooky positions and makes it very interesting to stand, walk, sit, or find a comfortable spot for very long. Some days, I have a little bread loaf baby that curls up in one spot, right on top of my gut. Some days, I have a butt baby that sticks its rear end out, just long enough for me to give it a good little pat. Some days I have a baby that likes to twist its head right into my bladder, causing all kinds of things to happen, including the feeling that if I don't get my a$$ to the bathroom, I am going to pee my elastic pants.

My butt bone is crazy sore, I'm just getting fatter, I have no emotional control, I'm so tired I can't see straight, and I am scared out of my mind to be in charge of this little wonder.

And once again, I CAN'T WAIT.

HOLLA -

3 comments:

Unknown said...

love the brutal honesty of your daily to-do list!

So excited to see pics of you holding that little baby though!!!!!

Carrie said...

Elastic pants? Do those come in thong or low rise?

Dr. Hepworth said...

I know you are in an incredible amount of discomfort, but it gives me such joy and happiness to see you go through this process. I love you so much, and this gift could have not happened to a more deserving sister and friend.