Monday, September 20, 2010

being 36 weeks pregnant means that...

...each night, you turn into a fire-breathing dragon. The joys of heartburn!

...people suddenly like to make predictions on when you'll go into labor..

...the skin on your belly feels like it can't stretch another centimeter without ripping in half.

...your baby is now a pro at hiccuping, and you wish you could teach her the age-old methods of getting rid of them. Like holding your breath. Or swallowing your spit 10 times in a row really fast.'re actively preparing to breastfeed. If you know what I mean. (Ok. And have been for many weeks now!)

...when out in public, people look at your belly and then your face. And they dart out of your way like a big bus is coming through the aisle! this point, you wished you owned stock in toilet paper, because you go all the time..

...and before you do anything or go anywhere, you pee first.. just so you can comfortably move around.

...people start guesstimating the weight and size of your baby based on the size of your belly. PS. There's no correlation. Not really, anyway. start dreaming about labor, your child, and your husband every.single.night.

...some days you are so anxious and eager for your child to arrive. The next day, you're thankful that you still have time to prepare for their arrival.

...massages still make your world go round.

...most conversations with your spouse revolve around pregnancy and your unborn child. Just because it's fun. And you never get tired of making predictions about what they'll be like!

...watching your baby squirm around in your belly - and watching your belly roll - is your new favorite pastime.

The majority of the time, I can't wait to go into labor. And, if it were up to me, I'd have her at exactly 37 weeks.. just so we could spend more time as a family! But then.. really.. we only have 3-ish (??) weeks left as "just" us. Shouldn't I just cherish these moments? She'll come when she's good and ready - and when God gives her the little push to send me into labor! I really don't want to "rush" these last few weeks. I'm positive that I'll miss her being in my belly, feeling her little squirmies and hiccups and wiggles.

I can't even begin to imagine how our lives will change after her birth, but boy we are so excited! Mark is dying for her to come. Pronto! But I can promise you that we will be spending these last few weeks just enjoying one another. If you know us personally, you know that we are attached at the hip - and love it that way! Life couldn't be better!


  1. Oh my goodness, I'm so excited for you! Like, really, really, really excited! I know you can't wait to meet her! And, I laughed out loud when I read the part about people getting out of your way when they see you coming. Ha!

  2. Long time lurker, first time commenter! Enjoy these final days with your husband. This is such an exciting time. Next month will be 3 yrs since I had my first daughter...and we've since had another daughter. It is even more amazing than you imagine it will be! In a lot of ways when I read your blog I feel like you are the me of 3 yrs ago! My husband is military, I loved being pregnant with my October baby girl. I cherish those times. Best wishes from a blog lurker, Melissa, in CT.

  3. You're sooooo close!!!! I can't wait to see herrrrr!

  4. I feel like all of us (your loyal bloggy readers) need to prepare for baby too! lol

    Can't believe how time has flown for you -- in less than a month she'll be here! Not a mother yet, of course, but I've always heard moms say to really cherish the last bit of time you and your husband have together before baby makes 3.

    I will be so excited to read all about it on FB and on the blog!