Today I am 36 weeks pregnant & I am so ready for her to come out. I've officially hit the too uncomfortable part of the pregnancy. I keep running into people who think I've dropped a little, or who say they are sure she will be early -- I can only hope these are truths.
Sir Winston is watching from the hallway.
I love looking down & seeing her move around, and feeling her little hiccups, but I'm ready for her to come out now. I just want to be comfortable again.
I have no idea why there is a tangerine on the back of the toilet.
I'm ready for walking without a waddle, skin that doesn't feel like it's going to tear at any moment, panel-less pants, being able to bend over & put my boots on without being in agony & sleep -- oh sleep, and being horizontal position at all without aching & being so uncomfortable. (I make this sound incredible, don't I?) The truth is, I can't be too annoyed since I've had such a great pregnancy, but hey, I'm ready for it to be over. I want to have my little baby girl squirming around on the outside & away from my precious organs.
I still don't know where my stomach is hiding. Perhaps it's somewhere near my spine.
Just four more weeks.
We are pretty much prepared for her arrival. Our bassinet is coming soon (this week?) and the other furniture for her room will arrive shortly after (not that she will need it all right away). Other things I'd like to do include: washing all of her clothing & blankets, organizing her room a little better (including finding her a bookshelf) and cooking up some casseroles & freezable food so I won't have to cook when she's brand new.
The boy was so tired after work today that he fell asleep a short while ago. Sweet dreams babe.
I hope your holidays went well & to all of the pregnant ladies reading -- I hope you're feeling comfortable & happy & healthy! Have a fabulous evening & send comfy thoughts my way. Peace.