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I'm 31 weeks pregnant. My due date is nine weeks away.
I feel as though I've grown noticeably in the last week. My belly now starts with a hard ridge about two inches below my sternum, which is high enough that leaning forward in a chair leaves me gasping for breath. Tying my shoes has become an adventure.
It's much easier to tell how the baby is lying these days. Right now she's head-down with her feet wedged up under my right breast and her hands near my left hip. She consistently seems to hang out on the right side of my body. She's kicking a lot, which usually isn't painful (unless she gets her aim just right) but is certainly strong enough to arrest my attention.
My cold is awful, but pregnancy still feels pretty darn good. I don't mind the fatigue and the decreased mobility at all - I'm perceiving them as parts of a normal process, so they don't worry or frustrate me. Yet. Honestly? I thought pregnancy would be much worse than this - much more uncomfortable and, given my orthopedic history, possibly disabling. So I feel incredibly lucky to be almost at eight months and still doing well.
Since my last long baby post, we toured the hospital where we're going to deliver and had our fourth childbirth class. (I'll talk about the class in my next post.)( Read more... )
I feel as though I've grown noticeably in the last week. My belly now starts with a hard ridge about two inches below my sternum, which is high enough that leaning forward in a chair leaves me gasping for breath. Tying my shoes has become an adventure.
It's much easier to tell how the baby is lying these days. Right now she's head-down with her feet wedged up under my right breast and her hands near my left hip. She consistently seems to hang out on the right side of my body. She's kicking a lot, which usually isn't painful (unless she gets her aim just right) but is certainly strong enough to arrest my attention.
My cold is awful, but pregnancy still feels pretty darn good. I don't mind the fatigue and the decreased mobility at all - I'm perceiving them as parts of a normal process, so they don't worry or frustrate me. Yet. Honestly? I thought pregnancy would be much worse than this - much more uncomfortable and, given my orthopedic history, possibly disabling. So I feel incredibly lucky to be almost at eight months and still doing well.
Since my last long baby post, we toured the hospital where we're going to deliver and had our fourth childbirth class. (I'll talk about the class in my next post.)( Read more... )
