While I kinda feel guilty for neglecting my bumpdates, this little peanut has had way more blog time while in utero than G ever did.
While I am generally feeling in the "good - okay" category, compared to my first go 'round, this pregnancy has kicked my butt. I don't remember feeling like my lady parts were possibly broken. Fo reals. In fact, I know I never felt that way. My doctor said that it's normal the second time because everything is nice and loose/stretched (*yay*), but I'm not so sure that I believe him since he is a male.
All I know is that I.can't.wait to get this sweet little bugger out of me so that I can have certain parts of my body go back to normal (Oh, please go back to normal!!). I am ready to roll over in bed without sharp and throbbing pain. I am ready to be done with the leg cramps and reflux. I am ready for all things newborn, even if it means I will be a hormonal zombie for at least a month. I am ready.
Obviously I do realize that many women would kill to be in my shoes, so I don't want this to sound like a "woe is me" type post. Since this is my blog though, please allow for some hormonal whining and know that I am thankful for this time and, more importantly, for this healthy baby.
I am still three weeks out but have been feeling some irregular contractions and other general discomfort that makes me think (read: hope) that he will come sooner. My family jokes that he will come this weekend since they will all be camping, R will be out of town, and R's mom (who already lives out of state) will be on a trip.
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Monday was my 37 week appointment and my very last ultrasound. Ever. I know (at least I think I do) that this is my last pregnancy, and that if we are lucky enough to have another child, it will be through adoption. So, with that being said, today's appointment was a little bittersweet.
Poor baby #2 has already been jilted since we chose not to fork over the cash for the optional 3D ultrasound screening with him. I didn't feel like it was worth the money with G since he was pretty uncooperative and we didn't get very good shots. It was fun the first time around but now I'm all about what is worth it and what is not.
The ultrasound tech gave me the best 3D images at the very end. She was even able to capture Little L's first smile!
I can't wait to smooch those chubby cheeks!
I opted out of the pelvic exam since I don't really think it makes a difference either way and it's more discomfort than it's worth, IMO. Last pregnancy my water broke and I still had to go on pitocin because I wasn't progressing. The doctor said that based on my ultrasound, I have an above average level of fluid, which may make me feel big. Ummmm, yes. I do feel huge, thankyouverymuch. :)
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This past Sunday, L's godparents and my older sis and bro-n-law threw us the cutest diapers and wipes baby shower. It was "Where the Wild Things Are" themed since that is part of the Little L's nursery inspiration.
I realized afterwards that I didn't get any pictures with actual people (doh!), but I did get plenty of the décor.
I mean, seriously! Shouldn't they go into a party planning business?!?
We are so grateful to be surrounded by such wonderful friends and family. Baby L is so loved already!
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