Thursday, August 14, 2008

7 Weeks To Go

The bumper sticker (on my parents' car) reads :
Don't Mess With Texas Women

We interrupt this broadcast of family memories to whine about pregnancy woes. It is 2 a.m. and here I sit. Woe. (Burp!) Woe. Woe. People have been asking me lately, "How do you feel?" I have been responding, "Good!" Enthusiastically. And people seem surprised. Sure, occasionally I have been uncomfy, but mostly after the heinous nausous first trimester and the bloated, sciatica-ridden second trimester, the third trimester hasn't been too bad. And my weight gain has been significantly less this time around (I blame having a toddler, not a desk job, and running up and down between three floors all day). It hasn't been too bad. Until now.

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!"


Erin said...

Oh honey, I feel for you! That last trimester insomnia is killer. Seven weeks can seem so LONG in the middle of the night. But it isn't! That baby will be OUT of your belly and into your arms SO SOON!

The Quinn Report said...

I agree with Erin, it will go by SOOO fast and little "who's it" will be here before you know it :)

Salem had the exact toile bedding but in pink! I really like the black one and love the fact that it can go for either sex!

Swistle said...

I LOVE toile.

And I am with you on the girl names. Har. Yes, honey. Now SRSLY.

Paul and I had problems at first because he was mentioning the names of the hottest girls in his high school. So, dippy '70s names.

Anonymous said...

We had a patient in this week named "Latrina". Give that a whirl!!!

Grammy Bonnie

Angie said...

Allen was just like John with the names. He would tell me he didn't like the names I suggested and then mention Skeet, with Skeeter for short, for either gender. As I was lying there, waiting to go into surgery, he started mentioning boys names. Once he held Christopher in his arms, he just went with the name that I had wanted all along.

And, there is nothing great about the last little bit. I think I was more miserable at the end with Ashlyn, though. I was also more miserable the first trimester with her as well. (no major morning sickness or painful braxton hicks with him)

And, it will go by so fast. Wait until you get that baby home and then look at Becca. She will seem HUGE. Ashlyn was still in diapers when Christopher was born and it all of the sudden seemed ridiculous to change diapers that HUGE.

Kristi said...

HI! I'm a long time lurker, but I don't think I've ever left a comment. I can't believe you only have 7 weeks left. It feels like it went by so fast. For me at least. I'm thinking you're probably feeling the opposite!

Anonymous said...

Looks like someone did mess with a texas woman!

Tracy said...

You look fabulous! Julie even mentioned it to me. You may be miserable, but you sure hide it well. I am anxious to see that squishy face too. Do I get to photograph her/him until he/she sees stars???