35/35

KB and Sra threw me a baby shower this weekend. I got so many great gifts- lots of gear and cute clothing.

My mom came in for the shower, and today we hit the 40% off Carter's sale.

Tonight, I washed all the newborn and 0-3 month sized clothing, plus the burp cloths and bibs.

Me. I washed and folded baby clothing. For my baby.

I continue to have short moments of panic. As I'm putting together the bouncy seat, or taking tags off of clothing I think "What if something happens? What will we do with all of this stuff?" But more often I'm excited. I imagine putting these teeny socks onto baby boy's little feet. I worry that he'll already be too big when he's born to even fit into the super cute newborn onesies my friends bought me.

Today is 35/35. I'm 35 weeks today. That means 35 days until my due date.

Me.

Six weeks to go.

I keep meaning to post. There is a big something going on in our life right now (well, other than the obvious BIG SOMETHING of the baby...), but I guess I'm just not ready to blog about it. I'm feeling very stressed and I guess, if I'm being honest, upset about the whole thing and being pregnant and expecting a baby while it's happening is making it harder.

So I guess I'll skip it for now....

I am 34 weeks as of yesterday. I can't believe I am this pregnant. After everything! I am starting to hit that point that infertiles who are still waiting for their baby are annoyed to hear about- I'm uncomfortable and sometimes in pain and to be completely honest, it's not an enjoyable part of pregnancy.

The sciatica I've had since 14 weeks has really ramped up. My right hip and leg pretty much hurts all of the time. Especially when I get up from sitting. My OB said I also need to be careful about my balance- the sciatica can make me more prone to falls. That would suck.

I'm not sleeping well. I'm uncomfortable, plus I wake up at least every two hours to pee. I realized this weekend that it might be a long time before I get a good night's sleep again!

My other big complaint- baby has started to run out of room, and in doing so his stretching and pushing is causing a very sore, bruised feeling spot on the top of my belly. It especially hurts when he gives me a big stretch right in that spot again! I keep trying to explain to him that he's hurting mommy, and he can have the whole rest of my uterus for his stretches, but I guess he likes that spot... My OB told me part of the pain could also be my rectus abdominus muscle actually tearing. Awesome.

In spite of all that- I'm still really glad to be pregnant. I love feeling him wiggle and roll. Even when it hurts, I prefer it to when he's quiet. We've started trying to get the dogs ready- putting out the baby stuff (swing, bassinet, car seat) and playing baby noises. (Poor Peanut was so distraught the first time I played the baby cry. She threw her head back and started howling along!) III and I are so excited to meet our little boy, but I definitely want to wait at least another 3 to 4 weeks!

I still have my moments of fear and superstition. This weekend, while I was putting together the bassinet, running through my mind was how I'd attempt to sell it if 'something happened'. It's been a hard balance to get prepared while still feeling really cautious. In spite of this, the nursery preparation has been put on hold by the previously mentioned big something, and I'm really disappointed about it. I have done lots of crafts to prepare to set up the nursery, and it's hard to be in such a holding pattern.

So that's it for now. There's been a request for belly pics, so I'll leave you with a fuzzy one from this morning, as well as an "artsy" belly shot from a trip out to the lake last week.