Holy cow. D-day is only 5 weeks away. Let’s be honest. I feel only slightly selfish for wanting this baby boy to come out now. But please little babe, take your time. Get big and strong in there so you and I can fight the world together!
Apparently a lot has happened to my fragile body this week: Baby has dropped, I’m nesting (or just wanting to get everything ready as I like to call it), and the glories of the third trimester are hitting me- boy, oh boy, are they hitting me.
Best moment this week: The end of the week….and realizing that baby is a lot lower!
Movement: I’m thinking of ways to get him to stop moving- especially when I’m trying to fall asleep! He packs a powerful punch.
How do you feel? Exhausted. My ribs are killing me, I get leg cramps nightly, I might throw up any second now, my hips are sore and did I mention lack of sleep?