36 Weeks

No basketballs here.

Only 4 weeks left!  Unless this pregnancy is anything like last time, then I have 5 weeks to go.  Blarg.  I am so tired.  I am tired of pelvic pain.  I'm tired of not being able to lay on my back.  I'm tired of waking up every time I roll over to readjust the four pillows I sleep with.  I'm tired of looking in the mirror and almost not recognizing myself because of the weight gain (I'm at +27 lbs).

I'm pretty sure this is why women are ever ready to have their babies.  They are so tired of being pregnant that they would do anything to get the baby out, including enduring the pain necessary to get there.  I'm also sure this is one way the body prepares you for having a baby that wakes up frequently through the night.  I already wake up at least twice and she's not even here yet! 

I have some more organization planned for this weekend to help make room for Mila.  But if she came today (as much as I want her to, I do hope she waits at least a couple more weeks), we would be ready.  We have everything necessary to take care of an infant. 

I had my regular OB appointment yesterday.  I'm measuring a few days larger than normal, but its nothing to be worried about.  The doctor confirmed what I thought - Mila is no longer breech!  Wahoo!  One less thing to stress about.

I have started to have some swelling in the past month.  It was so bad with Aiden that I had tree stumps for legs.  Thankfully, it's no where near that bad this time.  I can still wear my wedding rings most days and you can still see all the bones in my feet and ankles.  I tend to have swelling in my face and hands in the morning, then it moves to my feet by the end of the day.  It gets worse when I'm hot, but it's not so bad.

My current cravings include orange juice on ice and I'm still digging the cereal.  Aiden and I go through two boxes a week.  Travis doesn't eat cereal unless it's pure sugar.  For some reason I recently recalled drinking cup after cup of OJ when I was in the hospital after having Aiden.  It was fabulous on their crushed ice.  Mmmm... Since then I've taken to drinking at least one large glass of OJ on ice per day. 

The Charlie horses have begun.  I keep stretching in the middle of the night, only to be seized by the worst calf cramps imaginable.  Thankfully, I can generally feel them coming on and I immediately pull up my toes.  It doesn't hurt as bad if I hold my foot like that until the cramp passes. 

I have also noticed some serious skin sensitivity.  Anywhere there is a seam in my clothes DRIVES ME INSANE.  It's not so bad at the start of the day, but by the time I get home after work I just want to rip all my clothes off and wear just a sheet.  At night, the seams actually hurt whenever I lay on them.  When I wake up to roll over, I have to rub out the indentations they leave.  When I slept in the truck on the drive back from the Luck's, I noticed I had a similar sensation on the back of my head where it met the head rest.  So weird.

So.  28 days to go!