Actually I feel like I'm dangerously close to feeling like this entire pregnancy is going down the hill at an alarming rate considering how I have felt over the last three days. Here's a quick recap:
- Contractions! Yes, it's really early. No, I don't think these are just Braxton-Hicks. Yes, I'm annoyed. No, resting doesn't make them go away. Actually, resting seems to make them worse, if that even makes sense? The more active I am, the better I feel in general even if I'm left exhausted and everything hurts.
- Back pain! Oh yes. I don't actually remember having back pain with Olivia, but I had it with Jackson for the entire last semester. Mostly because that boy lodged his head as far into the birth canal as he could without my cervix being open. He was ready to go by the end of month six. Which meant that by month eight, it felt like he was going to just fall out. I really was worried that if my water broke, I was screwed. It didn't and I ended up being induced because he refused to kick, but that's a whole other issue.
- My feet are killing me. Does not matter the shoes I wear, how much I sit, or much I get up and move, if I elevate or not, they always hurt.
- My boobs are spilling out of my bra. It's come to my attention that it is indeed time to get myself a larger bra that is going to accommodate this. My boobs are an accident waiting to happen.
- It is so hard to get in an out of the mini van. I so miss Gideon the Escape. I am literally winded trying to get in and out of the damn van.
- Sleep. Oh sleep, I miss you. It's not that I can't sleep. In fact, I am absolutely exhausted, literally all day every day. I just can't get comfortable. If I lay on my left side, my left arm and shoulder hurt the next day. I can't sleep on my back because then I can't breathe. If I roll to my right (if I can get there) it's OK for a few minutes but then it's like I can feel my heart start racing and my breath slowing down. So then I roll back to the left and within seconds, feel totally fine. It's all very annoying.
- Loss of appetite. Currently, my brain and my stomach are not on the same wavelength at all. My brain says, "Eat all of the things!" but my stomach is saying, "Bitch, you eat one cracker and I'm going to make you feel full for hours. Then switch to famine with no notice." It's so frustrating. Even when I eat small meals I feel so full I could throw up. I struggled to eat a granola bar this morning.
But some really fun things have been happening too!
- My baby shower is on the 21st this month and I'm ridiculously excited. I have decided I'm going to buy a bra so I don't look like a hot mess, I might even get crazy and get my eyebrows waxed so I don't look homely. I'm super excited though.
- Nesting has kicked in! I mentioned this earlier, I am in love with folding and re-folding baby outfits, organizing, and just sitting in Penelope's room wondering what it's going to be like once she's here.
- She moves SO MUCH. Seriously, so much. Sometimes it's a bit jarring or she's clearly jumping around and practicing her tumbling skills, but most of the time it's this graceful glide and I love it. I forgot how much I love it.
- Olivia and Jackson can feel her regularly now and I think it scares Jackson, but Olivia thinks it's the coolest thing ever.
Week 27 is probably going to be much the same as week 26 was. I do my glucose test next Thursday (disgusting) and my first cervical check. Admittedly, I'm a little concerned about that with regard to the contractions, but I'm hoping things will be locked up tight down there. Keep your fingers crossed!