This pregnancy has been trying and once third trimester hit, I swear it got ten times worse! Sigh .. I am so physically uncomfortable and just plain worn down all.the.time. But, let's focus on the good things first!
We have made it to third trimester with a healthy, growing baby! She's an active one. Lots of movement going on to ensure me that she's doing ok. Now daddy can feel it too, which is always neat. What's not so neat? I think I have a foot stuck in my rib! Ouch.
I am measuring on track and am gaining weight. - Ummm .. Yikes! I HATE stepping on the scale. Maybe I should just stop looking at the number? My BP has been low and awesome all during this pregnancy. Besides being anemic, I'm considered healthy. I do thank God for a healthy pregnancy.
My back is killing me. It pretty much hurts all of the time now. I'm hoping to start physical therapy to help strengthen it up and work it out some. Right now hot showers are my best friend for it.
Sleep is becoming a frustrating thing to come by these days. Trying to find just the right position is proving to be impossible. I've settled for my right side for now. It's about the only way I can find a little comfort. Between the discomfort, dreaming, insomnia and the constant pressure on my bladder, sleeping has become a big issue. I think I'm just going to be tired the rest of my life. I already know that having a newborn isn't going to make things any more easier! Sigh ..
I have so much to accomplish before baby girl gets here. I just need to buckle down and tackle one project at a time. The one thing I'm excited about doing is washing up baby clothes. Oh my goodness, they are so cute and pink!
Jaxon will pat my belly and say, "Hi baby," but I know he doesn't grasp the concept. Not one bit. I have a lot of anxiety about this. I guess I have a lot of anxiety about a lot of things. Two kids .. A toddler and a newborn. I try to think this would cause anxiety in any mom. Change, HUGE change. Adjustment. Being away from Jaxon in the hospital. It's all running through my mind constantly. These are things that I know we will learn and accept with time. But, yes, it's very overwhelming.
Colic, postpartum depression .. What if? The what ifs are killing me. I know I will deal with them if they come. I have to remember .. IFS!
As I sit here and type, baby girl is moving away. Another blessing and miracle from God. Although I have many insecurities and overwhelming feelings, He must believe that this baby belongs with us. And, I thank him for that.
So, here's to Third Tri! Oh my .. Here we go!
