Sep 20 2005

I just generally feel like crap. Everything was going so well with this pregnancy and then it just started to sliiiide downhill. Nothing is really WRONG exactly, it just feels like nothing is quite right, either. I feel like I’m coming down with a nasty cold everyday that never gets QUITE bad enough to prompt me to ask to go home. It’s not a nice feeling and I would like for it to stop. Now.

But, to count the good things:
~ I’m 35 weeks along and can still shave my legs by myself!
~ I can also still put on my own underwear. I did have some trouble with socks the other day, but I managed.
~ My back is still (barely) holding in there. Heating pad=new best friend.
~ My doula, Elizabeth, is awesome!
~ I’m still sleeping pretty well, despite an average of 3 pee breaks each night.
~ All we really need in order to be ready is wipes. We totally forgot the wipes!
~ I can now fairly acurately say that I have a month left. That feels better than you can imagine…
~ I’m not totally blowing it at work.
~ I have mostly avoided the pregnant “waddle”.
~ I have not peed myself.
~ (I’m going to jinx myself by writing this) No stretch marks.
~ I weigh more than John, but I still don’t weigh as much as I did at my heaviest a couple years ago.
~ I still haven’t peed myself.

I guess it could be worse.

Sep 20 2005

I remember during one of our childbearing classes I asked if perineal massage could be started earlier than 34 weeks. The instructor gave me a funny look and said “Ummm… it’s not…fun.” Boy was she wrong. “Not Fun” is the fucking understatement of the year! John and I made an attempt the other night. I’m now thinking I might rather tear…