How far along? 33 weeks as of yesterday. I skipped 32 weeks, but that was probably because I was too busy lying immobile on my couch after work. Anyone else in SERIOUS discomfort/pain? I mean, it is AGONY rolling over in bed. Dear baby boy, I love you soooooo much, but one day when you are older, I will be more than happy to tell you all about the arguments and fights you used to have with my internal organs.
Gender: a mama’s boy, absolutely
Maternity clothes? Slacks and jeans. And tank tops! Tank tops are my favorite. But I’m getting to that ugly stage of pregnancy…like, my belly is less round and starting to look a little low…so, flowy tops are currently my go to.
Stretch marks? EVERYWHERE. Except my boobs, surprisingly. I think this because my boobs were already out of control, so…yeah.
Sleep: Depends. But no matter how much sleep I do get, exhaustion is still a very real deal.
Movement: Raylan is a gymnast. He can kick me off balance. And recently, he has started this thing where he will stretch his arms and legs straight out so that he pushes against my bladder and whatever other soft, squishy, most likely delicate organs are down there and his feet will bulge all the skin around my rib cage up a few inches. It is bizarre to watch. My husband gets a kick out of it.
Food cravings: SPICY EVERYTHING GET IN MAH BELLY. And Chipotle. God, I love Chipotle. But that was a pre-pregnancy thing, too.
What I Miss? Walking around and not feeling like my legs were going to snap in half. I’m fucking heavy. Do not like.
Symptoms? I’m gonna be one of those people and sum it up in one word, “pregnant.” 3rd trimester is a beast. I’m ready to be done!
Best moment this week: Oh sweet baby Jesus…it’s only Tuesday and the past week has been EW, so I’m going to skip this one for right now.
Sorry this post is so negative Nancy. I’m a sour puss recently.