Here we are, the last week of August, Labor Day holiday around the corner. I expected to be rather uncomfortable at this point in my pregnancy, but really, I'm not. I don't feel particularly achy or so ready to give birth as I feel so many people claim near the end. Fatigue has returned for sure. I'm slow moving, waddling, and my belly juts out in a ridiculous fashion in front of me. It's a struggle to motivate to get to the gym. I feel great when I'm there, but getting there is so hard. Also, its been SO HUMID. I can't stop sweating or being hot for the life of me. It's so strange. Normally I'm cold all the time. This week marks the start of weekly mid-wife appointments. The count down has begun, that is for sure.
We had our first official doula meeting last Thursday, and that was amazing. How could it not be? I got a foot massage, back massage, and in general the whole appointment was about finding ways to make me relax and then having my husband and doula practice those on me. It was heavenly. We discussed my wishes for birth, both in a birth center and in a hospital setting. I also need to make sure my husband is well informed on what I want because I may not be in the best mindset to be making clear decisions.
This week is all about getting the little things crossed off my list- finding a pediatrician, packing my birth suitcase, making sure we have labor friendly snacks in the house to take with us, getting a diaper bag, getting a nursing bra, installing the car seat, and finishing a few things in the baby room. Really it's not that much to do! Once I get all these little details out of the way, I plan on getting some yarn and spending the rest of the wait knitting cute hats. Knitting is distracting, relaxing, and productive. I feel like it would be a good thing for the last weeks of me time.
I had a nice follow up discussion with my midwife regarding my giganto baby. She was so blase this time! It was great, and exactly how I needed her to be. I think the last appointment was just more of a cover her a** sort of thing- probably required by the state.
This past week also brought some major ups and downs with other areas of my life, and I think slowly everything is starting to fall into place for me to be relaxed and focused on having a baby and taking care of a baby. I'm grateful to have wonderful family and friends to support me, and most of all, my husband. He is such a big help and more often than not, my biggest fan. Take for example last night. It was 8pm, and I NEEDED to get the baby room finished. As we were sprawled out on the tile floor in the baby room, it was 67 degrees and like 200% humidty, we assembled a twin bed that came in the mail from Amazon with 300 steps like a team. There was no place I would have rather been, and it washed my week of disappointment away.