I cannot believe I’m at 30 weeks.
Excuse me while I have a panic attack…
It’s the final countdown! I can hardly believe it. I didn’t think the 30’s ever would come. Seriously. I’m trying not to have a complete meltdown, get hysterical, be too anxious as my due date gets closer!
How far along? 30 Weeks!
Weight Gain/Loss: My next appointment isn’t until the 12th, but I’m guessing I’ve surpassed the 20lb gain mark ;) I think eating that peanut butter ripple ice cream (yes, it was as good as it sounds) helped with that…I don’t ever feel big until I see these pictures I take, whew! ;)
Maternity clothes? Yep! I’ve already packed all of my pre-pregnancy clothes for the move, since I don’t really need them at the moment, ha!
Sleep: Not sleeping too great. I’m waking up super early to snack again, but thankfully it’s not as bad as it was at the beginning of the pregnancy. My left hip tingles and feels super weird when I lay on it at night to go to sleep, so that’s been super annoying – I’ve been confined to sleeping ONLY on my right side for most of the night. Random, I know. As if only being allowed to sleep on my sides wasn’t enough – now it’s only the right side! Oh well.
Best moment this week: John and I were at Baby Depot last night and we were looking at the cute clothes they have there (I was freaking out about the ADORABLE button up shirts with vests and ties) and at some point while we were perusing, John said something like “Can’t Nathan get here any faster?”. I melted a little.
Miss Anything? I wish I could help move boxes. That sounds weird, but with us moving in a week and a half, I wish I could be a little more helpful, but John has banned me from lifting boxes. I’m allowed to pack them, but then they end up all over the floor because I’m not allowed to pick them up to stack them against the wall. So the boxes hang out in random places until John comes home and moves them. Which is fine until I keep running into them (don’t worry, I don’t fall or anything). My poor legs are covered in battle wounds from running into boxes. Boxes are mean.
Food cravings: Still nothing in particular. I’m so bummed. I’d always looked forward to finding out what I craved when pregnant. ;) Maybe next time around? ha!
Anything making you queasy or sick: Nope! I LOVE IT!
Have you started to show yet: You guys. I can’t see my toes. I have to bend way over to see them. I find this completely hilarious.
Gender: My wiggly boy is getting stronger and his dance parties make me increasingly uncomfortable, but it’s so cool now that we can see my tummy move from the outside. That has to be one of the weirdest things ever. A few nights ago John said “You have a little boy in your tummy!”, to which I responded “yeah, that’s kind of freaky” “Hmm, yes, when you put it that way…”
Belly Button in or out? It has finally happened. My innie has been outed. Somewhat. The entire thing doesn’t stick out like crazy or anything, but it’s definitely poking out.
Happy or Moody most of the time: Happy! Lots going on in the next couple of weeks and the time is just flying by!
Looking forward to: Sooooo very ready to be in our new apartment. The last three days have been filled with my neighbor’s bass line and I’m soooooo very over it.