Man, this pregnancy, I have fallen off the writing wagon so many times. I think I’m doing great, then I look back and realize the last time I wrote was last month. Oooops.
Anyway, I’m here today with one of my last pregnancy updates. Today marks 38 weeks of baby incubation.
I’ve gained 30 pounds on the dot. It’s been hard to exercise (exercise = walking laps around a local community college’s nature trail) because we had a streak of 90 degree days, but things cooled down, so I’m back at it.
I’m sleeping okay. Ryan has officially moved in our guest room to give me space to stretch out. Plus, I’m going to bed an hour earlier than him, so it helps.
I haven’t gone on maternity leave yet. I want to, because I just want to go to my mom’s house and float in her pool all day, but at the same time, I know I’d go crazy waiting for a baby and not keeping myself occupied.
The nursery is still under construction. We have major things ticked off the list: car seat installed, Pack ‘N Play with bassinet set up, “go time” bags kinda sorta packed, breast pump ordered and received (for free, thanks to the ACA and insurance!). There are little things though. Coordinating who will let our dog out if we’re gone for more than 10 hours, prepping some homemade meals that we can freeze now and throw in the oven later, etc.
I’m ready for it though. Not just ready to get him out so I can have my body back to myself. I mean, I’m really ready. There have been a few times in the pregnancy where I couldn’t wrap my head around having a child, but now I have (I think?). I feel mentally prepared for the birthing time, the prolonged discomfort, and the idea of the baby. Calm and relaxed.
Now, seriously baby, you can come out.
