30 weeks! I reached the 30s! 10 weeks left! Woohoo and yay!
Anyway.. do you know that feeling when you suddenly feel like you have absolutely nothing to say? That’s how I feel right now… not even anything to ramble about.
Why do I write the blog post now, you may ask. Well, the thing is I’ve been insanely busy this week and will be this weekend too, so I’m cornered – in this tiny space of time between Friday and Saturday.
So I have no idea what’s gonna come out. — Brace yourselves!
Oh I actually just remembered one thing I forgot to put in the cloud this week.
Already now! Had no idea this was gonna happen and that it is perfectly normal and expected. They’re not worse than normal period pain, but they definitely make me wake up. I guess, it’s kinda cool to get to sample what the real contractions are gonna feel like – however in a milder form.
I’m gonna try doing a little experiment. The other day I had a conversation with my mom about the difference between pressure and pain. My mom is pretty cool when it comes to pain. She grits her teeth and screams on the inside – not the outside. She’s pretty cool. But I figure that one way to keep your head during labor might be just that. Understanding that your body is under pressure and not pain. To not give in to the insanity your body is experiencing – not let the agony take over your mind. But to understand the feelings in your body and work with them instead.
I don’t know.. those of you who have gone through child birth already may be shaking your heads at me right now..
But I thought I’d share the thought.
In any case I figure pressure is better than pain.
I keep noticing more stretch marks below the belt, especially on my thighs – but nothing on my tummy yet – thank goodness! Probably won’t keep that up though.
I can tell that my body needs a lot more rest than before. I still try to exercise a little every day, but it’s definitely getting harder and I can’t go on for as long anymore before I get extremely dizzy and my legs start buckling. I still try to only eat when I’m hungry (which is still most of the time btw) and to avoid the urge of going back to the fridge to just have a little something, now that I’m more routined in the only eating small frequent meals -thing.
Oh and I’ve started to sleep a lot better too! But this may be due to the fact that I wake up in the middle of every night to talk to Marcus when he gets off work. Tired. All. The. Time.
Well look at that! Looks like I had something to say anyway!
Well, Baby seems to be doing great. At least she’s kicking and moving around a LOT. Sometimes so much I’m afraid I’ll get sea sick.
Hoping I’ll get to experience baby hiccups soon!