Pages

27 March 2013

31 Weeks Pregnant

Here I am, already a week past the 30-week time frame it took me to really consider myself  "officially big and pregnant." Of course, I've been officially pregnant for 204 days, but at day 197 it really took a hold. Finally.
But now that it has sunken in (we're going to have a baby! Forrrrealllls!) and I'm focusing on preparing myself for labor & delivery and minding my own well-being I don't have much to say about it anymore. My thoughts have shifted to "What's next? Oh yeah, a real, live KID."
I realize there's a time of "invisible pregnancy" where it's not visually obvious and the "out of sight, out of mind" phenomenon occurs, but that's when you're most excited and wanting to talk about being pregnant. I craved to discuss my pregnancy in order to make it more real in the early stages, but no one would bite. Now that I am rotund, everyone and their dog asks me how I'm feeling and strangers are starting to ask questions at the grocery store.
It may be the most ironic thing about being pregnant: people only want to talk about it when you've already reached the point where it's not all you can think/talk/dream about. And "it" is pregnancy, not the fact I'm having a baby.
I'll talk about our baby all day long to whomever gives an incling of interest.
Like, today, the baby is laying sideways (grr!) and its feet are in my side, kicking my spleen/intestines/kidneys. It's sooooo cute to feel little toes mashing up your guts. I can't explain how it's cute, but it is. I think it's because I love the toes and what they're attached to... it makes it different somehow.

Only 9 (to 11) weeks left!!! WOAH.

2 comments:

  1. Hope you're feeling well! I can't wait to hear all about your baby! :)

    ReplyDelete
  2. First of all, the cartoon t-shirt is hilarious. Secondly, this post was really interesting for me to read because right now I feel like ALL I can talk about is being pregnant. I went out with two friends last night I wanted to stick a sock in my own mouth. I mean who really CARES about what my breasts look like or how many times I puked? I'm ready to move out of that stage and more focused on the baby. Oh my, will I have any friends left when this is over??

    ReplyDelete

Give me some love! Your comments make my day.