Thursday, January 8, 2015


By nature, I am a gossip, a drama queen and a know-it-all, although I wouldn't necessarily label myself a complainer. That said, I feel like 34 weeks was when my eyes were truly opened to pregnancy and how weird and uncomfortable it can really be.

Even now, I feel good! I feel healthy and well and I can sleep through the night. My heart goes out to ladies who struggle through all 40 weeks of this epic journey.

But seriously. I have gained 40 lbs. I feel a deep achey tiredness in my body most of the time. If I take a nap during the day, I can't fall asleep at night, but if I allow myself I can clock in like 12 hrs of hard sleep. I feel moody and crave sugar like no ones business. Thus the 40 lbs. Tums are my best friend and constant companion. I think my dog could use my giant bra as a hammock if he was smart enough to rig it up. I have been told to by my midwife to drink around 110 oz of water a day, so if you need me - I'm in the bathroom. In fact today I am on strict orders to save every drop of urine in a big orange jug for testing purposes.

I taught singing time in Primary last Sunday. My mother-in-law gave me a fantastic game idea; A child sits in a desk chair and I spin them, their legs point to papers on the ground which chooses the next song. It was a serious hit - try it sometime- and by the end I was sweating like a pig. A big pregnant pig. Things like this continue to surprise me. Walking the dog to the park and playing fetch, taking the stairs, struggling to keep up with the group as we mosey through somewhere. I've never been an athlete but geeze I am worn out!

There is a baby butt squarely pressing against my ribs most of the day. I do not feel all that attractive. If you see a sliver of my belly showing below my shirt, please forgive me I just simply can't be bothered anymore.

All that said- 5 weeks to go! I can do this! I can even enjoy this. See you soon, Baby Bird!

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