Holy cow we're really winding down to the end here, aren't we?!
How far along?: 35 Weeks
Weight gain: Don't know. Plenty, because my maternity jeans are getting a little snug to pull over my toosh.
Nursery: Nothing new here. I did wash the cushion covers on the glider from LW's room which will be moving to Mo's room. That and finishing a few little crafts are the end of the list for the nursery! Good thing, because we're coming down to the wire.
Movement: Still tons and tons of movement. He feels very low now when he moves. I don't feel him up ringing his toes against my ribs like a xylophone anymore. His bottom is just above my belly button, legs and feet over to the right side and head is low enough I have a nice burn of "lightning crotch" all the time.
Symptoms: Well, I'm crabby and whiny, but trying to make a conscious effort to enjoy the last bit of pregnancy I have left.
Now that he's waited until after LW's second birthday to arrive we're hoping that he waits until after we return from a weekend trip next weekend to arrive :) We are going to a wedding and it's acting as our "Babymoon". It's a wedding for close friends who mean a lot to us and the weekend will be filled with really good food, so obviously that's two reasons I don't want to miss it.
Which leads my to my next point. You know that time Emma Stone sung "All I Do Is Win" on Jimmy Fallon? Here, let me remind you:
Well, I feel like her, but all I do is EAT, EAT, EAT.
I can't even start to get into what I eat, either. Just....everything. Mostly sweets. Droves of them. Fruits and sweets. Give me allllll the sugar.
This might be TMI for any dudes reading, but....my breasts feel fuller. I think they are plumping up AGAIN this pregnancy because they're getting itchy and just feel heavier. I'm back to wearing sleep bras at night again for some support and comfort.
TONS and tons and tons of back pain. I've been bouncing a lot on the peanut ball which is a lifesaver. Hips burning. Always.
Every morning when I wake up for my 5am pee (I'm up to peeing 4 times a night now) I have to take a little time to stretch out my back and hips. I'm so uncomfortable at that point from being still-ish all night that I cannot lay down any longer until I've sufficiently stretched. I may start bringing the ball upstairs to our bedroom so I can bounce a little while and open my back and hips.
I have contractions when I start to overdo myself. As long as I relax, drink something and put my feet up they stop.
Cravings: I don't really crave anything, other than perfectly (somewhat overripe) pineapple. But I can EAT, EAT, EAT. Everything.
Looking forward to: This week I decided Mo needed his own, special going home outfit. I had an outfit picked out for him, but decided going home from the hospital is a special thing and he deserves his own, special outfit to make his debut into the outside world in. I picked this:
There's something completely impractical about putting a newborn in white, and still so irresistible. I was at Kohl's for an hour. Probably forty minutes of it was combing through every outfit they had in Newborn size. I just couldn't find the 'perfect' outfit and this one ended up hanging on my hand when I was ready to move on. The longer I look at it the more I love it.
I also picked out matching July 4 outfits for the boys - which is a concept I hadn't considered until a friend gave matching outfits as a gift for LW's birthday. DUH! TWO BOYS! THEY CAN MATCH! Oh my word. Even if I only get them matching things for big holidays..... how STINKING CUTE?!
Tank tops! Stop it. Sooooo cute.
Things I can't stop thinking about: Mo in those tiny little newborn size pants. Newborns are SO SMALL. I love their pants.