Tuesday, August 06, 2013
in my post at 30 weeks I said I was feeling pretty good, and now I'm wishing I was singing the same tune. just things like not being able to get comfortable and getting kicked in the ribs and having to pee six times a night (seriously six) and becoming anemic and not being able to stand for more than fifteen minutes are all starting to get on my nerves. but it's kinda been fun how the last few weeks people know I'm pregnant instead of tentatively asking if I am and three random strangers have told me my bump is cute. hooray for nice strangers (and very little stranger bump touching).
also, I can't get enough of knit skirts and crushed ice. they're the only thing I want to wear/eat in the august heat. anything with a zipper has got to go. and I've actually had zero appetite the last couple weeks and would happily just eat ice if it would sustain me, but my midwife says it won't. so I'll just keep eating a hundred salads, too.
when people ask how long I have left and I say "only about a month" it blows my mind. I'm starting to get my pants on fire about meeting this baby boy and feel both ready and absolutely not ready for everything meeting him means.