Written by Shannon Leigh
Well it's official... I am HUGE! I seriously think Peanut is going to be MASSIVE. Only time will tell I suppose (cue labor).
Peanut really doesn't sound like the right name any more but Watermelon doesn't have the same ring.
I've given up completely on tying my own shoes (bending over makes me queezy) and sometimes it's not even possible. Socks are hard enough.
The skin on my belly has HAD ENOUGH. It's rebelling against the growth with itchiness and burning.
The constant contractions are just plain annoying (but not consistent enough to create progress).
I am hoping every day to wake up in writhing pain... strange I know but I am so ready for REAL contractions.
I'm still sleeping pretty well at night so no complaints there.
I'm sick of cleaning my house.
Wondering how I will lose these 25 pounds after baby comes.
Enjoying the Olympics (not pregnancy related). They keep my mind off of my uncomfortableness.
I'm really thankful to my husband for doing our taxes. He's handsome.
Thinking that the "go into labor" practices are crap. I've been doing them all. They haven't worked yet. Note the VERY large belly.
I had my 38 week appointment and I was 1 cm dilated and 50 % effaced. It's nothing impressive but it is definitely progress from last week. I had my breast feeding class at the hospital last night (Matt had a Dad's class too). It was my last class/engagement that I wanted to make it to. Now that it is over, I am sooooo ready for Peanut to make her grand appearance. I guess we'll see what week 39 brings. Exactly one week to my due date!