Wednesday, December 1, 2010

36 Weeks. 3 Ardously Long and Tortuous Weeks To Go.

(This shirt is SOOO glad that it’s almost done being tortured on a bi-weekly basis…)

36 wks

Total Weight Gained: I seriously don’t want to know this week. Between Thanksgiving and the fact that I have all of a sudden and quite heavily started retaining water (as can be noted in the above picture or if you’ve seen my FACE lately), the thought scares me.

Cravings: Despite (or maybe because of) my assuredly growing weight, I have no room for food. I’m never hungry except in the mornings, and oddly enough, I have actually started **wanting** ice water. All the time. And that’s about all I want.

Contractions: Yes, and getting more painful. I almost called this weekend during several different rounds of extremely painful contractions, but the only thing that kept me from it is my paralyzing fear of going to the hospital for fake labor.

Obviously, since I have yet to have a baby, that was a good decision.

Movements: He’s finally starting to slow down, as he has no room left. He does get the hiccups quite often, though.

Sleep: Not going so well. Which might explain my levels of grumpiness and desperation for him to come out AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.

Level of Impatience: I’m definitely to the praying-every-day for my water to break point. And praying through every contraction that my water would break. And praying when I go to bed that I will wake up with broken water. And any other time that I think about it. Which is pretty much constantly.

…Not that I’m whiny or anything.

***Crossing my fingers that this is the last bi-weekly update***

10 comments:

Jackamo said...

So sorry, friend. I'm commiserating with you all the way. I remember. I do. The abject misery. Erg. It is so close. It really is. Albeit, it does not feel like it at all. It is. Can I bring you some chocolates? Ice water?

Mama Hen said...

I cannot believe you can still wear that same shirt!!!! Girl, I know it is miserable. So many physical feelings and mental feelings. I hope these weeks fly by for you.

Mama Hen said...

PS--Will you send me your address via email? I know I have asked for it before, but all those little scraps of paper I hope to get all organized with keep getting lost. One day...

Anyway, I have something little for Little Noah I want to send you.

Shelly Overlook said...

You look adorable, I don't care what you say! The last few days/weeks are so miserable and I swear it seems like time stops. Well, except for the other child outside the womb demanding attention.

Stephanie said...

I don't believe that is the same shirt...

I have a very hiccupy one too...

And I can suddenly breathe easier and touch my toes again! but I haven't felt anything painful, except for an occasional sharp pain...

I hope he comes soon for you!

Stephy_B said...

I'm with you - my husband and I BOTH had the stomach virus over the weekend, and that was the last straw. I started the begging and pleading with the Lord to let him come early (but healthy) at that point. He also decided to punch and kick harder than he ever had before during that time. I suppose it was better that we got sick BEFORE he got here, because we would have been a couple of dead-beat parents to him had he been forced to sit through our whining and misery. Hang in there, hopefully we can swap labor-inducing tips soon!

Christen said...

I think I'm almost at the same point you are with the not hungry thing, I'm also just hungry in the morning...but that doesn't mean I don't still eat every meal & snacks in between :)

Kitty Engle said...

I really think you need to keep that poor shirt forever. It deserves to be treated with love after what it has been through.

Elizabeth said...

Praying for you!

Cindy said...

Your stomach is the only thing getting bigger. You look so cute! I totally feel you on wishing, praying, and using all of your mental capacity to talk your body into starting labor. Good luck! I hope he comes soon, but not too soon.