This week, Mayby is the size of a Pineapple!
That means she’s already about the length she will be at birth and now just packing on the pounds to be nice and cute when it’s time to come!
I, on the other hand, am ready to start de-packing some pounds. I’ve hit that “large and cumbersome stage” where it’s a pain to sit, a pain to lay down, a pain to bend over, a pain to walk, and well, you get the idea. Comfortable is a thing of the past. If it were up to me, I would say the perfect gestational period would be about 8 months. Anything beyond that just seems like unusual punishment.
On the other hand, I do know what’s coming, so I’m trying not to wish it away and enjoy all of the time I have now to do my hair, to take a nap when MG’s napping, and to stay warm in bed all night long (save for the 2-5 trips to the bathroom). Maybe that is what the last month is for: to savor the “me time” until it gets to the point where all you want to do is meet your baby. Even then, you still have about 2 weeks left…so by the time they arrive, you are more than ready.
My nesting energy is at an all-time low. Thankfully, my list has been mostly checked off (update to come soon, I hope) and my new mantra is “nope, don’t feel like it, don’t care.”
As in, maybe I should do something other than sleep during MG’s nap. “Nope, don’t feel like it.”
Maybe I should get down on my hands and knees and wipe down the baseboards and scrub the floors. “Nope, don’t care.”
Maybe I should eat something other than jelly beans and almonds for a snack. “Nope.”
I’m surprised to say this, but I’m getting great sleep too. Often I will nap during the day and still get about 8 hours at night. Insomnia hasn’t kicked in and I can’t say that I’m disappointed. I don’t, however, remember going into MG’s birth very well rested, so I’m trying to take advantage as I’m guessing that’s going to change soon.
The crazy dreams have calmed a bit and last night I had the most wonderful dream that
she arrived. Four weeks early, weighing 8 lbs, 1 ounce, and an easy labor to boot. The only thing not perfect about her was that she was a boy. Which was fine, but most of the dream was spent debating over what to name her/him. I’m going to take that as a sign that I’ve conquered my fears that she will be late with a bad labor. Now I guess I need to deal with this subconscious fear that she’s a boy 🙂 (or maybe that I won’t be prepared??).
Speaking of preparation, in recent weeks, we’ve taken a tour of our hospital (delivering at a different one this time), taken MG on an only-child-moon (lots of pictures coming your way soon), wrapped up a few loose ends, and really just focused on spending some quality time as a family. It has been wonderful.
Mayby is already being preceded by her reputation. She is lazy and quiet by morning and active and feisty by night. I’m thinking she’s going to be another night owl like Big Sis. Often, I find myself just wondering about her. Will she be similar in size? Will she have dark hair when she is born that later turns blonde? Will she look exactly like baby MG? It’s hard to picture anything else, but just thinking about her puts a smile on my face.
See you in 4-8 weeks (but hopefully more like six), little Pineapple,