Mentally, I am so freaking out. I want to go out and buy everything we don't already have for this little guy, right now, just so it's done. I want to get this house spotless for when grandparents arrive. I want to plan for every contingency. Aaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!! Physically, I haven't been doing much. I don't want to stress, there's no point. I have time. Besides a couple of little things that are incredibly easy to find (diapers and wipes, and baby toiletry items), we have mostly everything we need if he comes early. Junior's bed's not set up yet, but I've already warned Bryan, our bedroom is getting cleaned, and his bed's getting put up this weekend. But there's some stuff that we don't need to buy right now, like a high chair. I want to breastfeed, so I'll need a pump, but if I can't breastfeed, I don't want to have wasted the money. There's not much cleaning I can do, with the animals shedding like they've got alopecia, I'm only going to have to do it all over again. I do want to make this place more presentable, especially with Bryan's stepmom coming. She keeps an impeccable house, and her opinion of me is pretty important. I don't want to give her anything to say against me. But I'm going to try to do a little bit every day, starting this weekend. I still freak out a little every time I look at a calendar and realize how incredibly close it's getting, but I think I'll be okay. Bryan hasn't said much, I wonder how and when it's going to hit him, if it does.
It still amazes me that I'm back on decent terms with my dad. It's hard to believe that he's actually planning to be here for this little man's arrival. It makes me really happy that he's coming, though. He seems really excited about becoming a grandpa, and that puts a smile in my heart. I can't wait to see him hold his grandson for the first time.
Now for the list of uncomfortables... I have been having SO much heartburn lately. And it seems that Junior has found a new place to rest his feet: my ribcage! He gets his little feet up in there and pushes, and it drives me crazy! It feels like my ribs are being pulled apart from inside. The other day, he was messing around in my lower left abdomen, which I'd been calling my kidney, ALL DAY LONG!!! After Bryan showed me where my kidneys were normally, I realized that wasn't what he was pushing on after all. It's probably my ovary or something. But either way, IT HURT! Bryan saw me wince in pain while I was dressing one day and started chuckling. I told him that I wish I had some sort of telepathy, so I could project into his mind what it feels like to be getting beat up from the inside. He just kinda laughed, and said he'd never felt luckier to be a guy. Silly boy. I told him he's getting the poopy diapers for a month, and I'm waking him up for every nighttime feeding even if I'm breastfeeding. He can bring Junior to me and take him back to bed when he's done eating. Then I stuck my tongue out at him and moved on.
I'm getting really tired of Tums, they dry out my mouth and leave an odd aftertaste, so I'm resorting to other methods to reduce my heartburn. Ice cream is absolutely wonderful, but I know it's seriously not good for me. So I've started drinking an eight-ounce glass of chocolate milk when I get heartburn. And I'm back to my Sprite. The carbonation helps me get the most air out of my stomach, which is a major cause of my heartburn. I know it seems counter-intuitive, but it works. Unfortunately, I can't keep a glass of chocolate milk by my bedside, and flat Sprite does no good, so when it flares at night, I have to take Tums. I keep a water bottle on the bedside table to wash it down, but it still leaves a funny aftertaste. Oh well. I deal.
My cravings are becoming less acute. TV food commercials still get to me, but less so. They got so bad at one point, I had to close my eyes, plug my ears, and hum so I wouldn't see them. Inevitably, I would want almost anything they were advertising, especially the unhealthy stuff, like donuts, ice cream, and candy. But I can sit through one now and be okay. A Reese's one got me yesterday, but the craving went away.
I think my belly button's going to pop soon. I can see the bottom(?) of it now, and it kinda sticks out a little. I found new stretch marks forming on the underside of my belly while we were on our trip. That was another routine that fell by the wayside while we were gone: lotion on my belly and thighs and hips before bed. I figure that's why I've got those stretch marks. I also think he's starting to drop into my pelvic cavity. I feel like I'm carrying differently, and my pants don't fit the same. That could also account for the new marks. So far, they're not as angry-looking as the ones on my upper thighs. I actually can't see them unless I look in a mirror, since they're below my belly button. Luckily, even though my belly feels like it's gotten bigger, my weight gain has leveled off, which is wonderful. My neighbor told me she didn't think Junior was going to wait until his due date. I just told her to hush, he was gonna wait, or I was gonna tan his little hide when he came out.
The baby also seems to be getting more active. He contributes to my heartburn by bumping up against my stomach. But it's good to feel him moving. Bryan's gotten to see and feel him move more in the last week than he has the whole pregnancy. I'm waiting to find out if I'll be able to see the outline of a little foot or hand on my belly... so far it's only looked like a big round thing moving under my skin. He's getting hiccups quite a bit lately, and sometimes they're visible. Bryan likes to poke around on my belly to feel where he's at. I let him do it instead of telling him where Junior's sitting. Bryan seems to enjoy it, and I'm okay with it as long as he doesn't get his fingernails involved. At times, he'll hit a painful spot and I'll have to tell him to go somewhere else, but most of the time it's okay.
Anyway, that's pretty much it for now. I don't have any new pictures to post, though I really should buckle down and take a couple. Sure, why not, I'm a month behind anyway... Off to bed with me now...
TTFN!!!
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