Reflections at 33 weeks.

  • I love being pregnant.  Given that I had so many fears about it for awhile, it comes as a pleasant surprise to me.  Granted, I still remember the first trimester when I was as sick as a DAWG, but there are so many wonderful things, too, like not needing an excuse to ask for a back rub. And the delight and expectation Steven and I have to meet our little girl.  And the crazy movements she does late at night that sometimes make me laugh out loud!  I swear sometimes it feels like she is snapping her fingers or sucking her thumb.
  • Some days it feels like my stomach is so huge it's going to explode, and other days like today, I don't even feel like I'm pregnant until I look down and see the big belly.
  • I desperately need to paint my toenails but can't reach them anymore. 
  • I found the bottom of my belly button.  And it was surprisingly clean!
  • I think I'm going to give birth to a jackrabbit.  Sometimes she kicks, and my belly literally jumps.  Apparently the little jackrabbit also doesn't like the heartbeat doppler at the birthing center.  As soon as we find her heartbeat, she starts moving around as if to say, "You can't catch me!"
  • All of these things make me even more excited to be a mother...I feel like I already know so much about her personality and we haven't even met!
  • No amount of monogramming bribery is going to make us reveal her name before she is born.  If you've already tried this tactic, you know who you are.
  • I can't wait to sleep on my back again.
  • I absolutely love the books Ina May's Guide to Childbirth and Natural Childbirth the Bradley Way.  Both have helped me feel really peaceful and positive about {Lord willing} having a natural birth experience.
  • I haven't done anything to the baby room yet.  I feel stalled for some reason.  Not sure what I'm waiting for!