Celebrating 28 weeks of Oliver Gray today. Woweeee!
Clearly there is no guarantee for any pregnancy to go this far or further. With my smaller uterus the concern is heightened but I'm still chuggin' along week by week! The last two days have been met with some discomfort as Ollie has certain positions he favors when I'm sitting or laying down that he must LOVE but make this mommy quite uncomfortable. He gets to do whatever he wants. Spoiled already! It's wild that I am now in trimester 3.
For the years it took to get pregnant there's this part of me that wishes that the 2nd trimester would last just a little longer. It was just wonderful. My mood was bright. I had tons of energy though sleep was tough to wrangle and Oliver constantly dancing has been incredible.
The last week I've noticeably slowed down. My mind has gotten a little cloudy and blue. I'm still so thankful. Pregnancy hormone shifts are no joke. As ecstatic as I am to be experiencing them they are legit and even the girl that battled infertility feels blue while expecting. It sounds so contradictory but I said I'd be brutally honest in this blog. If it makes any sense, I'm happy even about feeling low. It's all part of the experience. I'm not going to be singing happy songs when his huge head is making its way through the birth canal but I will be stoked that that pain is happening to me for the end result. I think that makes sense of the moody blues.
The doc said at my last appointment that pregnancy hormones reach their peak at around 28 weeks. He prepared me for lower energy and mood swings. I don't know that it's a "swing" in my mood I'm just less giddy. As I get bigger I pee more often so we are up about every 1-2 hours all day and all night to potty.
Oliver is getting stronger and longer every day. Recently he's figured out how to punch my bladder and kick my right ribs simultaneously!! It's a trip! He's quite talented. He gets hiccups all the time and is still constantly dancing. I just love it. It'll be neat to see his dancing on the outside but I'm in no rush for the pregnancy to end.
So many are jumping the gun. I keep hearing "I can't wait...". Perhaps that's why everyone says that "it goes by so fast" because everyone's in a rush to get to a certain stage or moment. I am trying to enjoy every millisecond of being pregnant. I have roughly 9 -12 short weeks left before we are face to face. I don't want to talk about going back to work, day care or when you can babysit. It irks the hell out of me. Let me enjoy these last few precious weeks of pregnancy. Let me enjoy the very short time I'll take for maternity leave. Each moment is one to savor and it's pissing me off that "we just can't wait for next christmas". Like I said in my last post. My resolution is to take captive every moment. I won't always be good at it as I am a planner and I find procrastination disrespectful but my goal is to tune you out if all you can do is anticipate the next stage while we are in the middle of this one.
I just re-read this b/c my last post has so many typos and it's proof positive of the hormone shift. Haha! Start with "hooray for trimester 3" and end with "everyone just back off!"
Can't get much more real than that folks!
My next post will be about rules. Chad thinks its pointless (to some extent I agree) but mostly it's just for me to at least advise those we love of what we expect. For instance, rule #1 - We are not "just dropping by to say hello" kind of people. That will not change once Oliver is born (expect it to be more strictly enforced). If we don't know you're coming don't dare knock on the door. Side clause to this rule #1a - Bringing unexpected food does not change rule #1. It will not be your leverage to come and go as you please. Don't get me wrong we appreciate and will want meals. They just have to have an appointment :)
We'll see how the rest of my rules pan out. Regardless I'm putting a sign for #1 on the door.
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