Ever since the ‘weeks to go’ number went below 10, I’ve started to feel a little panicked about how little time is left! Our new apartment has needed quite a bit of work, so we’re upping the apartment work ante and trying to get everything done before the baby comes.
We’ve successfully completed our birthing classes, which were super helpful. We went on a tour of the hospital… We have most of our baby essentials. Emotionally we’re ready, and excited to meet this little one. Baby C just needs to work on getting fat and hanging out until it’s go time!
I’m starting to believe this little one is a stretcher and kicker, not a gentle mover. The baby movements I feel are often quite hard and intense – sometimes I get surprised and lose my breath for a moment. There’s very little of the cutesy “I’m just moving around and wiggling for you momma!”
I’m starting to feel HUGE, but thankfully we’re still sleeping well, and feeling fine during the days. It’s been a huge help to have Mike around more (post-defense and pre-postdoc) to coddle me, help me with housework, and just to get to spend some good quality time together. This morning, I wasn’t feeling great, so Mike got me a floofy drink from JP Licks and delivered it to my work. When I was riding the elevator back up, a few women I work with were gushing about how cute he was. I couldn’t agree more 🙂
