You are LOW LOW LOW. I know this not just because my midwife told me during a check at the weekly appointment, but because it hurts to WALK. To sleep. To breathe. To sit. To stand!
But truly, despite the continuing fatigue that I’m feeling, I’m getting more excited by the day. (Terrified, too, as I remember JUST HOW HARD labor is!) I can’t wait to meet you, and picturing your sweet little face is really getting me through some of the hard moments.
I’m also feeling better than I have in weeks. The insomnia continues — I woke up at 2:30 this morning and couldn’t get back to sleep (your Daddy snores, too, which doesn’t help) so I ended up downstairs huddled on the couch watching bad TV for an hour before finally falling back asleep.
But the heartburn and rib pain are better — not gone, but much more manageable. This time last week, I was bent over the side of the bed crying because of the pain. Now, it’s a nuisance that comes and goes.
I was also lifted up this week when a very nice man walked by me and gave me the thumbs up, saying “you look great, mama — you can do this!” It’s not exactly true — I’m waddling, walking around with no makeup and hair thrown in a ponytail, feeling and looking like I’ve been hit by a bus but still, nice to hear!
Daddy and I are hoping that you hang in there for another two weeks. Grammy arrives the day before your due date, and we’re really counting on her being here to watch Audrey and keep an eye on things at home while we’re in the hospital. But whenever you’re ready, we’ll make it work.
Love you so, so much.