-I simply cannot sleep for more than 4 hours in a row.
-Heartburn is my constant companion.
-I am never fully comfortable.
-I feel like there are TWO cannon balls in my belly. Not just one.
-My feet are swelling at the end of the day.
-I can’t wear my wedding/engagement rings anymore. This time it’s not because of the weight gain or swelling – it’s because my skin is reacting badly to them, so now it looks like I have a fresh pink tattoo of a wedding ring on my finger.
-I am cranky.
-I have to keep reminding myself that I like being pregnant.
Don’t I sound fun to be around? I do manage to keep my surliness to myself when I am outside of the house. But here at home my patience has a short limit. Once I got home with Kyle tonight he seemed determined to drive me crazy, which is really a short trip. I blew up at Stewart because he never dresses Kyle in matching pajamas, which caused me to not be able to find a suitable top and bottom at a moment’s notice. Then I got upset because my belly is so big now that Kyle cannot comfortably rest on my lap as I rock him to sleep.
Once I got him in his crib I staggered out to the kitchen and said “What are we going to do with TWO kids?” Stewart, who was making dinner (really, he is a saint), said “Well, you won’t be pregnant anymore, at least.”
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He drives me crazy, but to his very great benefit, that does not diminish his cuteness at all:
The end is near.
I remember being so ready to deliver Girlie Girlie and I was short on patience as well.
Good luck as you navigate you last 6 weeks.
I DO love your husband’s comment. And what is it with toddlers and their love of computers??
Stewart does have a good point, there. (and good on him for making you dinner!)
Careful the little cutie doesn’t try to lubricate the keyboard and mouse with that sippy cup (says the voice of experience).
Hang in there, babe. This last month and a half sucks. I had my last sonogram today and I can hardly walk, I’m so huge. Nine days or less (less please less).
That last trimester is the reason I am not interested in having a baby #3. But that first night after the baby is born when you can comfortably sleep on your belly (for the 2 hours in between feedings)… heaven.