Eee Gads, people. The heartburn! The strange waves of intense nausea, indigestion and a roiling baby swirling about on top of it! The insomnia. The near-continuous and getting slightly more painful Braxton Hicks contractions. The inability to bend over. The inability to turn over in bed without flopping and grunting. The strange veins (stretch marks?) appearing on my belly. The swelling feet. The being awake ALL night as my body tries to digest dinner (painfully), but yet is also starving and requesting snacks all the while having heartburn that prevents any eating or drinking, Zantac be damned. The growing out of all the cute maternity clothes and being left with only the giant hideous ones.
I was worried about the baby still being head up. But, now I'm worried about the baby being transverse, or sideways. Although, more than worried, I would say I am kind of.....pummelled. The movements have become so strong on either side of my belly (often at the same time), they often stop me in my tracks and make me almost barf.
One the one hand, I am DONE being pregnant. I am ready for this kid to come out. Let's get the show on the road. I can't wait to find out if it is a girl or boy. To see the squishy little face. On the other hand, I'm terrified. I'm scared for what it will do to Becca. I want to enjoy these last few weeks with her all to myself. I'm dreading the early lack of sleep. I know I will look back on these last couple years and think it was all so easy. I know it is going to be hard. But, then the heartburn flares up again and I'm ready!
But look! The fun stuff is also going on. The organizing of tiny baby clothes! The teeny Swaddlers diapers! The nursery! Our friend, Kristin, sent us her black and white toile nursery set and I LOVE it. I just wish our furniture went with it better.
After looking at Size 6 diapers, this looks impossibly tiny.
I finally had a serious name discussion with John, after 8 months of begging. I am tired of hearing about Petunia and Skittles and Regina (to be pronounced Re-JYE-na--hardy har har) and all the other fun names he suggests. We finally talked about REAL names. We have the same taste in boys names--biblical, classic, timeless. But girls names? Oh lordy. I still prefer classic and timeless. John? No. No classic or timeless for the girls. His taste is more......ummm...I'd say STRIPPER. But, really he is pushing for the name "Ricola," so that when we're calling the kid home to dinner we can yell "Riiiiiiiiiii-cola!"