I’ve just started my 38th week. Which
means the end is near. Which is great because I’d like to get back to some sense of normalcy (sleeping, no heart burn, no pain, not being as round as a balloon) although I realize a new “normalcy” will be knocking on my door soon (post partum c section recovery, having two children, the stomach like a ball of warm dough, sleeping even less and at random times…)
Also, we are fairly certain we are done having children after this one is born. I say that in italics like this because although I agree with Dustin and only having two kids, on another level I’m all boo hoo this is it, I’ll never have another baby etc etc etc.
It’s kind of sad. It’s sad to think I won’t be pregnant again, that we won’t procreate any more, and that there could be like, the next Justin Beiber or Hollywood Kid waiting to emerge from my uterus and pay our retirement bills, but I think two is our number. And that’s not to say the two kids we will have wont have AMAZING SUCCESS, because obviously, look who their mother is.
A nobody who will blog about them until they plead for me to delete everything. An amazing woman.
Anyway. 38 weeks and I’m having lots of contractions (still) and back pain (still) although nothing consistent (lame). But I understand the baby needs to cook and develop its lungs more so it can properly shriek and make its presence known at 1,2,3,4,5 and 6 am.
I have another baby dr appointment this week and even though I am having a scheduled c section, I’m going to ask her to check me for dilation. For fun. Because there is nothing more fun than having something inside of your crotch, am I right ladies, or am I right?
Actually I’ve just been having stabbing pains in my crotch and read that I could be dilating, so I’m curious. Not that it matters because this kid is suppose to be exiting my body thru an incision rather than my lady bits. But I’m interested. Leave me alone.
We have had so many storms already this summer, and nearly all of them have came with “severe thunderstorm warnings” or “tornado watches/warnings”, though thankfully nothing devastating has happened to our property or belongings.
Today, it’s been thundering and raining for the majority of the day. This is the best photo I could get of clouds from inside my house.
Well I’m 38 weeks pregnant, and my clothing options are limited. I’m not about to post my fashion choices today as they do not change at this point : lululemon pants or capris and a massive oversized tank top. So, I’ve decided to post my new nail polish color instead. Dustin chose it after I stared at the rack for six hours.
I suck at nails. Also, this is my right hand, painted (obviously) with my left, but let’s all pretend Lily painted it. You’ll feel less sorry for me and think “How adorable is her manicure!”
Essie in Aruba Blue.
Lily at the spray park.. To quote the older kids she followed around the whole time “that kid is still following us!”
Ashamed to admit that I bought these for the first time last week. Lily loves them and I pretend to hate them….
Grandma and Lily at the pool.
My birthday rock from Lily.
Orchid I got for mothers day. This thing is still in bloom! Love it.