Baby this week is 10 1/2 inches long, which is like, big, right?! Nearly an entire foot long, and making herself known by routinely jabbing me in mah bladder.
I'm sorta worried she's turned the wrong way. Which isn't exactly the way I have planned for this thing to go, she can still flip, right? I'm not doomed to inevitable c-section am I? I mean, all you want is a healthy baby, blah blah blah, but a c-section is like, the absolute last thing I want to do.
Anyway. Guess I got no choice but to sit here and send her subliminal messages to do some serious wiggling.
At my doctors appointment this week he asked if I was having any like, I don't know how he phrased it, bad symptoms? Anything to complain about? I just told him that like last time, though much MUCH earlier than last time, my back and hips are killing me. I asked him if it was happening earlier because of how Wyatt was situated, like maybe he permanently tweaked my hips for pregnancy, and he was like, "No, they hurt because your uterus is about the size of a basketball."
I guess that's one good reason. But seriously, these hips. I'm taking two Tylenol before bed, just so I won't wake up every hour in pain. If I bend over the kitchen counter to write my grocery list (that I will inevitably leave behind anyway) I can't fully stand up afterward for a good 30 seconds, I have to hobble forward hunched over and waddling a bit, 95 year old style.
Things could be much worse. I'd rather be dealing with this than horrible nausea like my poor cousin (seriously Jenny, you're a rockstar in my book). I just think this doesn't bode well for the next 18 weeks. Or more! Right? Cause due dates are just a shot in the dark anyway.
I went and did a bit of shopping this week, trying to see if I could find anything for this cruise, for the formal night, and a little gala we're attending in March. Nada. Of course I found a crazy amount of cute things in H&M, none in the maternity section. I went into Motherhood Maternity, and maybe I just hit the store at a bad time, but why is it that so many companies thing pregnancy women want to look like giant Hawaiian tourists? I'm trying to minimize these giant lumps, not showcase them. Might as well be wearing a giant neon sign, "I AM HUGE!"
Most pregnancy sites say I should be feeling "pretty good right now", and besides the hip pain, I am. I can't complain. Also, because I secured a crazy adorable blessing dress already.
For less than what I paid for Wyatt's outfit. I call that success.
Maternity clothes are the worst! And personally I am not a fan of motherhood maternity. I bought one jean skirt there that's all. And you are far from huge!
Posted by: Melanie | February 12, 2012 at 07:52 PM
What's a blessing dress?
Is it like a Christining Dress? (spelling?)
And you are not "huge." Though I'm sure it feels that way!
Posted by: Sal's Girl | February 12, 2012 at 09:57 PM
Really, I just feel huge in the bra area. :) They're out of control!
yes, Sal's Girl! in our church the father's give their baby's a blessing during our sunday services when the babies are around 8ish weeks. the blessings are personal for the babies, it's always a very sweet occasion!
Posted by: Kimba | February 13, 2012 at 08:13 PM
oo ooo oooo I love that dress! :) You're a babe, by the way.
Posted by: Jenny | March 01, 2012 at 09:14 PM
Hi, I came upon your blog through a search for baby blessing dresses and loved the one you bought! Would you mind sharing where you found your beautiful dress? Thanks so much. You can email me at jessi_sandberg@hotmail.com.
Posted by: Jessica Sandberg | April 23, 2012 at 07:59 PM