How I’m feeling: Pretty good. The gym was a no go this week again. Since I’m back to work, I’ve been completely wiped out by the time I get home. My back has been bothering me for a while now. I thought the cankles situation would subside as long as I wore my prescription pantyhose and flats, but I guess they’re coming no matter what. Somehow through all of these physical ailments, and despite my nonexistent patience, my spirits are still pretty high 🙂 I’m starting to get very excited to see this baby’s face. It all seems so crazy and surreal that in a few weeks I am going to have a son or a daughter, but this belly reminds me every day that it is very real.
Awkwardness: We went to a wedding this past weekend. I have been dreading it since the second I realized I would be almost 9 months pregnant at the time. I tried on every dress I owned (including 3 that I bought especially for this specific occasion) and ended up wearing a long black dress. I felt pretty frumpy since the wedding would be mostly young somewhat fashionable couples. So I did what any very pregnant, emotional, and insanely-insecure-due-to-her-new-body-shape-not-to-mention-wild-hormones-that-came-with-the-deal would do. I threw on some hoochie false eyelashes and 4 inch platform wedges (or as I call them –stilts). People stared. Many of those people were in line at the bar all night and finally dug up the courage to come up and talk to me. Many of which were actually pretty complimentary, so Cray Cray stayed in her cage (see the first trimester recap to understand who Cray is). Most people, however did walk up to me and say “Oh, so you’re the pregnant lady”. Well, thanks for noticing Captain Obvious! What gave it away?! A few women decided to tell be their birth stories or their friends’ pregnancy issues. Some even asked if I was nursing or if I was having a c-section or the “other way”. On the bright side, the cake was fantastic and there was a photo booth! Here’s a shot of our child’s parents. Poor kid!
Random: I’ve been reading that the baby can hear me and can recognize simple melodies. I’ve been singing some lullabies nonstop. This is my attempt to be proactive. Maybe the baby will be soothed to sleep with these familiar sounds. I’m just a little worried that I’m doing more harm than good with this experiment. I seriously should not even be allowed to sing Happy Birthday.
New: As part of our childbirth class, we took a tour of the hospital. More specifically, the labor and delivery floor. We saw the birthing room (and all of its equipment). The room was surprisingly cozy and almost modern hotel-ish. Until they showed us the birthing bed. I though I was going to vomit right there.
Rings Fitting Fingers: Snugly
Belly Button Status: Smoothed out!
Cravings: Italian ice, candy apples, cereal in cold milk (again!), apple pie
Aversions: asparagus (still), onions, broccoli
Baby is the size of: a butternut squash
The baby at 34 weeks:
- He or she’s recognizing and reacting to simple songs, if you’re singing them. (If you’re not, start! He or she may find them soothing after birth.)
- Baby’s also urinating about a pint a day.
Info & fruit photo from thebump.com
How are all you pregnant mamas out there? What week are you in? How are you feeling? How have you been handling any new pregnancy related insecurity?