Since I know you're all dying to be privy to the condition of my uterus*...right? Well come on over! Let's discuss! In bullets!
*Don't worry. I don't think I'll use the word 'uterus' again. My husband informs me that it is one of the most cringe-worthy words in the English language. Vulgar, almost. I'd hate to be vulgar.
:.: Today marks 36 weeks. Wonderfully exciting and also a bit frightening because Mia was born at 36 weeks. Lauren made it all the way to her due date, so really it's anybody's guess what will happen from here. But if you're a rooter, root for October, will ya?
:.: In my second trimester, I was majorly uncomfortable on a daily basis with weird issues that make people squirm when I explain. So I won't explain (again). But the third trimester has really been a very comfortable time! Sure, I'm huge and unable to pass easily through narrow spaces, but mostly comfortable.
:.: Until now, that is -- the braxton-hicks contractions are gaining in intensity. Also, man is this belly beginning to weigh me down. You know it's bad when I'd rather use my toes to pick something up from the floor than bend down to reach it. Because there's no actual bending involved, just a drop-and-squash sort of technique that leaves me winded and sore. Oh! But it's great that I have two little darlings around who LOVE to pick up for me! Swear it! LOVE! (Sense the sarcasm.)
:.: On the up-side, emptying the dryer is nigh-on impossible. I get to enlist the laundry-phobic husband's help, which he LOVES. Swear it! LOVES!
:.: For my own records and to compare: With Mia, I gained 35 pounds. With Lauren I gained 25 pounds, and lost a few pounds in the final weeks. So far with the boy, I've added about 20 pounds.
:.: And because I need opinions to either help me freak out more efficiently or calm down more convincingly: Mia was 6lb 3oz at (36 wks) birth. Lauren was 7lb 13oz at (full term) birth. Everyone tells me that boys are bigger, and successive children are bigger. Anybody feel like taking a gander at what this baby's birth weight will be?
:.: Today is also the final ultrasound to give the doctor a measurement of how big the baby will be. Really, I have trouble believing those estimates; I've heard too often about how far off they were, and it doesn't really change anything anyway, right? I've got a...um...proven birth canal, right? What will be will be.
:.: No, I'm not really concerned with the baby's weight according to the ultrasound. What I'm concerned about (and if you've talked to me in person during the past month, I apologize for being a broken record) is whether or not the baby is head-down and ready to go. Mia was breech, and therefore c-section-born. Lauren was allowed to be born naturally as long as her head was down and labor began spontaneously; this baby will have to follow the same protocol. If he's breech, I'll have to have another c-section, and that possibility makes me worry for hours on end...I don't want another c-section. So if you're looking for extra prayer concerns, I wouldn't mind a few 'head-down' intercessions winged up to heaven on my baby's behalf.
:.: Here's a fun bit: I'm down to two maternity shirts that will actually still cover the belly. It's getting drafty over here.
:.: Here's an overwhelming bit: We still haven't decorated the nursery. I feel badly about it, because the girls' nurseries were all cute and bedecked long before this point, but it's not my fault. (Swear it!) Blame it on...something else. I don't know what, exactly. Let me know what you come up with...
:.: I'm so excited to meet this little sweetheart-boy! Still scared and nervous and yada-yada. But excited! We're in the home stretch! Woot!