On Saturday night, as my husband was putting together the new baby swing and I was organizing the baby’s dresser drawers by clothing size, my mind shot back to that fateful night in October when I read the word “Pregnant” across that little EPT stick. I was in New Orleans and, unfortunately, was nursing a wicked hangover! I just had this nagging feeling that I couldn’t remember the last time it was that time of the month, so I figured before I had another night of binge drinking, I better just make sure I wasn’t preggo. Annnnnnd I was.

If you remember reading that first pregnancy announcement post, you know that I wasn’t thrilled about it. I was freaked out! Selfishly, I thought about all the fun things I had planned on the horizon that didn’t include a baby! SO, as I was folding that teeny tiny onsie that says “Daddy’s Princess” on it this weekend, and I looked at my husband contently building this little swing, I chuckled at how life changes so quickly. And what I didn’t think I wanted yet because I had nothing but ME on the brain, suddenly became the most important thing in my life and the source of unparalleled happiness and fulfillment. Who knew?

Pregnancy has definitely been a roller coaster of emotions and physical changes to my body. Despite me frequently using my blog to complain about all my preggo “ailments”, it hasn’t all sucked. In fact, compared to some horror stories I’ve heard, I’ve had a really easy pregnancy. Sure, during that first trimester I complained incessantly about my non-descript weight gain, where I didn’t look pregnant, but none of my clothes fit anymore. Or how about my pregnancy acne, or mood swings, or sleepiness – shall I keep going? But then I hit my second trimester and it was like being on cloud nine; running around in fairy dust all day long. It was practically magical! I felt great, got my confidence and energy back, started growing a cute little baby bump and I found out I was having a little girl! It was a special time.

Fast forward to the third trimester and this is when the hard part starts. Back pain, frequent bathroom trips, and increased limitations to your physical abilities can really take its toll on you.  It gets to a point where there’s a marked difference in your physicality from one week to the next. Like, last week I took a 40 minute walk with my dog two days in a row, and this week I could definitely not walk for 40 minutes!

At 36 weeks, I’m now officially 9 months pregnant but I still technically have 4 weeks to go! I don’t understand why people say you’re pregnant for 9 months when it’s really 10! And I don’t know, I probably shouldn’t say this because I’ll jinx myself, but I feel like I’m going to go early. I don’t see me being preggers for another month. I don’t know why, I just have a feeling. Watch me still be blogging at 41 weeks preggo and begging the Lord to have mercy on me and get this baby out!!

Speaking of which, if the baby were to come tomorrow – I’d be ready. I feel the anxiety of childbirth and the overwhelming feeling of responsibility beginning to wash away and pure excitement is setting in. I think part of this feeling comes from being prepared at home with all the baby essentials I need and my hospital bag waiting by the door! We’ve taken the infant CPR class, the breastfeeding 101 course, and coming up this weekend – childbirth preparation! And I’ve read enough baby books and articles to earn a degree in pregnancy and infant care. We’re as ready as we’ll ever be for this new baby to come into our lives, so now we just wait for her…

Baby bump watch continues – week 36!

Did I mention that I’m ready to just have this baby already?! In my weekly Babycenter.com email, there’s really very little to say anymore about the baby’s progress. She’s fully cooked now. She weighs about 6 lbs. and is more than 18.5 inches long. By the end of this week she will be considered full-term. I’m happy to say that at my doctor appointment last week we did an ultrasound and saw that the baby is in the head down position, which is where she should be – so she’s ready to go too!

Let’s just hope baby girl doesn’t decide to camp out in her little home for too much longer because it’s definitely getting HOT outside and carrying around this big ‘ole basketball in my tummy is getting mucho difficult! You should see my feet and ankles swelling on hot days. I texted a scary pic of my feet to my parents and told them they looked like my Granny’s cankles minus 5o years of aging!! AHHHH!! NOTSEXY!!! GET THE BABY OUT!!

2 Comments on 9 Months pregnant: A look back at this amazing journey! Plus, check out my 36-week baby bump!

  1. I know you’re so done with the pregnancy but you look fab doll. There’s a beautiful aura that surrounds you and once that precious little girl arrives it will be even brighter.

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