-Oh my. 35 lbs and counting. Guess that explains the back pain. But man oh man is having a big baby bump fun. And I'm being completely serious.
Holy mood swings.
-Tuesday: I woke up with this contagious smile that would not go away. I was singing. I was dancing. I was telling Dan and Sherman I loved them (I always tell Sherman, but Dan was shocked). ;) Life was good.
-Wednesday: I went to work and all I can say is ... do NOT mess with mama bear. Those poor college students didn't know what hit them.
-Thursday: I left the house at 7am and kissed Sherman on the nose. Got in to my car and just started weeping. I think because I had to leave Sherm for the day and he looked so cute sitting there on his dog bed. So after 15 minutes of crying, I couldn't remember what I was crying about anymore so decided I should stop. And then I cried again at noon because I didn't like my lunch. And again after our breastfeeding class because I hate taking classes.
-I've had a pretty difficult time throughout this pregnancy with not being able to feel baby boy move much. I mentioned back here when I first felt him move. And then that went away for several weeks. And since then I only feel the slightest movement every so often. Doc says it's because I have an anterior placenta blocking his adorable little kicks and punches. I know placentas are kind of important, but I'm sort of mad at mine right now. The other reason for not feeling much is because he is currently in the breech position. So let's talk about that ...
-We had our 30 week appointment this last Tuesday and because I don't feel much movement, I get ultrasounds every time I go in (if you ever want more ultrasounds, just lie and say you can't feel your baby move and you'll get one. I'm kidding! Don't do that). This time they found that I have a lack of fluid surrounding baby boy. They said this is one reason why he could still be in the breech position, as babies need lots of fluid to be able to turn around. And because I already drink 100 ounces of water a day (see why I'm always taking pictures in the bathroom?) they put me on a "No exercising; more relaxing" plan. Ugh. I despise this plan. Up until 30 weeks I had been walking with Sherman 3-4 miles a day. It makes me feel good. It's the one thing that I can do to make my back feel better and of course, I love spending that time with Sherm. Wednesday morning Dan woke up early to walk Sherman for me. I watched out the window as they left the driveway. Sherman made it to the middle of the front yard and wouldn't budge. He kept looking back at the house, waiting for me to come outside. Sherman and I have been walking together, every single morning, for the past 2.5 years. To say this is breaking my heart is an understatement. A dog needs his mama! Oh who am I kidding, a mama needs her dog.
But even with a few bumps in the road, this whole experience has been absolutely amazing. And I feel so blessed to be carrying this little boy.
But really placenta ... you need to quit pissing me off. ;)