31 Weeks!

 61 days until "due" date.

The Belly: ...is measuring 2 weeks small, still, as of my 30 week appointment on Friday. So, I got what I wanted (unfortunately), and am scheduled for another ultrasound at my 32 week appointment next Friday. They want to check and make sure baby is not experiencing a growth restriction, and that my fluid levels are okay. I'm not too worried, since the baby moves alllllll the time. Plus, I was a relatively smallish baby (around 7 pounds), and am not that big of a person. But anyway, here's the belly (please excuse the weird lighting):

Physically: I'm getting tired. Not tired of being pregnant, just tired. I wake up tired, don't have much energy at any point in the day, and go to bed tired. I'm also experiencing a lot more of the pregnancy discomforts I've heard about. My lungs are clearly getting smooshed, as normal breathing is becoming more laborious. (ha. laborious. labor. get it...?). I've noticed that I have to stop and catch my breath more in the last week, and I feel best when I'm on my hands and knees and everything can just sort of hang down. My stomach is also getting squished, made apparent by my inability to eat any significant portion of anything. Also, today has been my first real experience with sciatic pain. And let me just say, wow. I was fine, and then all of a sudden I could barely walk, and even driving hurts. I went to the chiropractor this morning, but I'm not noticing a huge difference yet. I'm hoping that goes away soon, because it is a pain  both literally and figuratively.

So, yes, this is a more complain-y post than previously, but, it's the truth. 

Weight: 148-149, depending on the scale and time of day. woohoo! I'm up 20 pounds now, so that's great :) At what other point in my life do I get to celebrate gaining weight? none! 

Food Aversons: Really, anything. I don't want to eat because I know the more I put in my body, the more I'm going to make me feel very full and less able to breathe. But, I eat because I know I need to.

Food Cravings: Not much, though I still do enjoy my ice cream :). See above.

Feeling: tired. I know I mentioned that before, but that was physically. I'm also feeling emotionally and mentally tired. I know I have quite a few more things to do before the baby comes, and it's sort of just wearing me out to think about it. But, I am also very excited the closer we get to meet this little person. 

I've been working on getting motivated about labor and delivery, and I think it's working! I'm starting to feel more empowered, and know that God is going to give me exactly what I need and meet me where I'm at, no matter what the situation is. I know that I am going to have a baby one way or another, and that's a huge accomplishment, no matter how the birth goes! So I'm starting to feel more excited and powerful when I think about what I'm going to be doing before too long.

Baby: Kicks, jabs, punches, and rolls. It's back and butt are curved around the left side of me, and it's legs and feet are on the right side of me. It's so neat to poke my stomach and feel an actual body part in there. (It's also kind of creepy sometimes if you really think about it, but I try not to really think about that.) S/he still gets the hiccups all the time, which is still cuteish but also annoyingish. Again, though, it's a good sign of functioning swallowing mechanisms, kidneys, bladder, and lungs. yay baby!

Other: THE NURSERY IS GOING TO BE DONE THE FIRST WEEKEND IN JULY!!!! Can you tell I'm excited about that?? We're going to get the furniture and all the "stuff" from my parent's house, and then they are coming down with us to help transform the office into a nursery. We're probably going to leave the computer in here at least at first, since the baby will be mostly sleeping in our room, but we'll see. Anyway, I'm totally excited to actually have a date that my nursery will be done. Then I can start washing clothes and diapers, organizing and cleaning things like I have been dying to do. 

On the downside of things, our house has become infested with spiders. Well, not infested, persay, but we have killed 5 in the last 2 days. No joke. Only one has been in the main part of the house, the rest have been in the basement, but they better get the heck out before this baby comes!

We are fed up with our inability to control our dog, and have reached the crucial point where we have to make some changes. We've written down some agreed-upon goals to whip this dog into shape (not literally) by the time baby comes. Hopefully we can get Mojo under control...

Lastly, I only have 5.5 more weeks of work. What?! Can you believe it? I can't. I'm sad and happy all at the same time. But, I do have a ton of stuff to get done in those few weeks before baby! Bring on the SAHM time :)