According to my many pregnancy iPhone apps today officially marks my 3rd trimester. Cue the panic. We started our birth class this week, which is great because it will lessen our anxiety about the whole “Birthing a Baby” thing. I also told Mr. A that every time he refers to child birth as “then he will jump right out” I want to punch him. Baby does not jump right out. That shit is terrifying.
Size of baby: 14 1/2 inches. A Cauliflower. Seriously? Who comes up with these things? There is NOTHING in the range of 14 1/2 inches that looks less creepy when comparing it to my unborn child?
Total Weight Gain: I’m hovering around 20 lbs.
Maternity Clothes: Anything without a belly panel makes me really grumpy.
Gender: Little Man Baby
Movement: He kicked his dad in the face this week. That was precious. Mr. A was resting his head (softly) on my belly and BAM! kick to the face. It was awesome.
Sleep: I sleep well but have been getting to be so late that I have to fight from crawling under my desk for a nap while at work. I don’t know if I’ve ever looked forward to a weekend of sleeping in as much as I am right now. I just want to snuggle my wall of pillows and Mr. A and hibernate until baby gets here. (P.S. I cannot wait to tell you guys his name… then I can stop saying Baby A or Baby M… I keep switching back and forth which is annoying to me but you probably don’t even notice.)
What I miss: I miss…… being able to get off of a couch without help.
Cravings: This week has not had a lot of cravings however yesterday I was at a meeting and I got really hungry and a coworker offered me a piece of sourdough bread. Nothing has ever tasted so great ever. I almost interrupted the meeting with my loud and obnoxious sighs of happiness. I am going to miss food tasting so great.
Symptoms: Pregnancy hormones and pregnancy brain. Did I tell you all how I poured my husband a beer, and it had a ton of foam? Yeah, I proceeded to cry hysterically because obviously this meant that I am an unfit wife. Then there was this morning at coffee… I definitely earnestly told Mr. A that he was the best boyfriend ever. Boyfriend? Oye.
What I’m looking forward to: I cannot wait to show you his nursery. We are getting a few more things in place and then I shall give you the tour!