How does the time go so quickly and yet seem to drag on?
I'm 33 weeks pregnant and counting. Everything seems to be going well, but since this is my first go of it, what the heck do I know?
I do know I haven't reached the point of being "ready" for the baby to get here. I'm just overwhelmed by that thought.
That's how I would describe being pregnant. Overwhelming.
I oftentimes lay awake at night for hours counting baby kicks. Stressing if I don't think I feel enough of them. Stressing if he is moving more than usual.
I stop so many times in the middle of the day and "check" on him. I'm excited when he is here that I will be able to really check on him. At least then I will be up at night with baby cuddles and spit up instead of a panic and sinking feeling because I'm not sure I have felt him move enough. **I can now see why some women rush to the ER so frequently during pregnancy. ALL RATIONAL THOUGHT LEAVES. Ugh. **
This Friday is my baby shower. I am so excited to see my family and friends! I just cant think of a better reason to get together than little baby items.
Then I need to finish organizing the baby room and then buy anything I am still lacking.
I also have anxiety about when to pack a hospital bag? I figure I'll just push that one off for a few more weeks.
What do I know?
I hope you ladies are doing well and that your scales are being kind and your jeans are fitting loose!