34 Weeks

I'm 34 weeks now. Holy COW!! WHAT!! Just typing that out made my eyeballs pop out of my head.. That means only 6 more weeks until my due date...

I have a few appointments scheduled - January 11, 24, 31 February 7. And an Ultrasound on the 2nd of January. So only 5 more trips to the hospital.. plus birth.

I just had my 33 week appointment yesterday, belly is measuring a little small - 30cm when it should be 34 cm. So they tacked a growth scan to the ultrasound I was already scheduled for on Jan 2 to check the position of the baby. She's been flipping up down and all over the place. She was head down finally two weeks ago but yesterday she was breech again. I knew she'd been flip-flopping in there.

I weigh 150lbs (+31 lbs total)

33 weeks

Tired and cranky as ever. "Pebbles" dropped down for two days causing me a lot of pain in my back, hips, butt and legs by laying on my nerves. She pulled back yesterday and it feels much better, though it was nice to breathe for two days. Lol.

I'm having trouble sleeping, no doubt due in part by sleeping on a small blow up mattress with hubby. There is noo absorption of movement whatsoever on this thing.
We are grateful however to be in our own house and after 5 more nights I'll have my own bed again.
No clue on weight though last week at the dr I was 147 with clothes and boots on. Next appointment is this Thursday, the 27th.

I'm tired

I'm tired of being tired. I'm tired of constant Braxton hicks contractions, pain, fatigue and sleeplessness, mood swings, and smelling everything(like "nose air" who smells nose air!!!).

I'm tired of living out of a duffle bag and doing everyone's laundry every other day wohout fail because if I didn't we would have no clean clothes. I'm tired of the anxiousness I feel and stress of not having a home to live in or a place for my things. I'm tired of putting my child in diapers because all the changes made her totally regress. I'm tired of moving my daughter around and making her sleep in a small and uncomfortable Pac'n'play. I'm tired of living in socks and shoes because the floor in this temporary apartment is too gross to walk around barefoot in. I'm tired of grocery hopping every two days because we anticipate moving out in a days notice. I'm tired of looking at the calendar and seeing 11-10-9-8 weeks until baby comes and still knowing we don't have anything for her if she came while in temporary housing.

I'm tired of knowing no one and having nothing to do all day. I can't register for anything around here without an address. Oh I'm tired of not having an address.

I'm tired of hearing Christmas music because it reminds me that I can't give Emma a proper first Christmas at home.

I'm tired of hearing "you shouldn't do this or that or take it easier!" Because the baby might pop out early. I'm tired of being in pain if I pick up my older daughter for more than two minutes.

I'm tired of being so swollen down there it makes being intimate very difficult and I'm tired of having to pee every five minutes and 3-4 times a night.

I'm just really tired.

30/31 weeks

I'm 31 weeks today! Most of the stuff is the same as last week. Belly button is out most of the time, which never happened when pregnant with Emma. This baby is in a different position though and possibly bigger!!
Here's my 30 weeks update I wrote and was unable to post:
Thirty weeks and third trimester. I can't believe I'm so far along already and so close to the finish line. It hasn't really hit either of us yet. In fact last night I was laying down looking at my gigantic belly thinking "holy crap I'm pregnant". I know, a little late. I just can't believe we will have two. Watching Emma at the park today brought tears to my eyes. She has grown up so much, so fast. She is so smart and capable- she was climbing the rock wall with no assistance (daddy hovered but didn't help!). I love this stage and I'm not sure I'm ready to go through the newborn stuff all over again.
We aren't prepared at all. How can we be, though? All of our belongings are in storage and we are living in run-down temporary housing!

For me: boy has the sweet tooth kicked in. I love sugar and candy and icecream and CHOCOLATE!!!!
I'm exhausted. If I don't take a nap, it's really just going to be a bad afternoon for everyone. I have major issues sleeping at night and wake up several times a night because I've flipped to my back and can't breathe. I know last time I made a mountain with snoogle and pillows to keep me in place but I don't have that luxury right now.
Nausea and a little feeling of morning sickness is creeping back in but no vomit yet.
I'm anxious about going in to labor again. We will see how it goes. I'm more anxious however about leaving Emma alone when I am at the hospital with someone I haven't even met yet. I just don't know how, who... I'm lost for now. She's my muffin munchkin mooboogooboo snugly butt.

I was on a scale last week and was 141 but haven't seen one since then. I'm huge, though. Blah!


Weight 146lbs (dr scale, fully clothed)