How far along: 33 weeks
Baby’s Size: BabyCenter says Bird is a little over 4 pounds and 17 inches. I definitely feel more aggressive kicks these days … strong baby!
Weight Gain: My scale ran out of batteries! I’ll let this be a mystery for now.
Sleep: Ugh. I made a discovery: If I sleep on this little two-seater couch we have, I sleep great. I think it’s a combination of the firmness of the couch, the recline of the seat, and the support of the couch-back. So my sleep has been great, if a little lonely. Once I had a few good nights in a row on the couch I tried to get back in bed, and I just could NOT stay comfortable. I think it doesn’t offer enough support, and I ended up tossing and turning for hours.
Clothes: I bought maternity leggings and they are THE BEST THING I EVER BOUGHT. Seriously, I might buy some in a smaller size once this baby is birthed so I can keep feeling all cozy.
Cravings: Nothing, though my attempts to keep sugar and flour low in my diet have made me want to eat sugar and flour. That’s definitely not pregnancy related, though. That’s just my-life related.
Food Aversions: Thankfully, nothing.
Symptoms: I’ve been relieved of nighttime backaches, but I still experience plenty of backache when I stand throughout the day. Also a little occasional heartburn. Small potatoes.
Movement: It’s getting really fun! The baby’s been moving all the dang time for a couple of months now, but lately I feel my organs getting slightly squished around. At this point it’s still like a tickle; I even laugh out loud with some of them. I’m so curious to see what happens over the next month-and-a-half.
Baby’s Sex: Still just excited to meet this little man or lady.
Highlight of the Week: Tickly movements. I was walking around the house yesterday and swore that a foot must be poking through my right side. I didn’t catch it in time, but it was extreme. So cool.
What I miss: These days, this is exactly where I want to be.
Get on the ball, Lindsay!
I have been stuck in a lazy loop. I’ve had a little internal dialogue that basically says, “you only have a few weeks left of being Just Lindsay, so go ahead: eat! nap! take your time with everything!”
Part of me actually thinks this is an entirely good attitude. I really do only have a few weeks before my time belongs to someone else. I really do only have a few weeks before solid sleep becomes a memory. I really do only have a few weeks before my life changes forever in ways I can imagine and in ways that I can’t.
But there is another part of me that’s completely unsatisfied by choosing to honor this dwindling time by doing as little as possible. And indulging as much as I think I can afford.
Case in point: All my good blood glucose numbers from last week got me thinking “oh, I’ll just throw in some sweets here and there; eat more bread and pasta, because really I’m doing great and that’s what I want to eat and damnit I will!”
But as I’ve been tracking my blood sugar over the past week, I saw a few numbers that weren’t great. After at least three meals my glucose was higher than the suggested maximum. Not so much to send me into a panic, but enough to remind me that healthy food choices (and exercise) are really a must.
Yesterday was my most recent poor showing (after a lunch that included bread and an apple … and a morning full of sitting down). And that was the last straw. I felt sorry for myself for about a half-day and then checked in with Patrick. “That sucks. But luckily you have the tools to manage it.”
He was right, and that’s exactly why I wanted to talk to him about it. It’s so logical, and so simple. I mean, I don’t have to take insulin. That’s wonderful. All I have to do is eat healthfully and get in a walk a day. And if the indulgent part of me wants to whine about it, so be it.
There are other good things to be done: house cleaning, sewing projects, finishing up the nursery, a hometown to walk around. This is the way to enjoy my last few weeks of being Just Lindsay.
Next up: checking in with The List.