Confessions of a Pregnant Woman

I AM NOT TIRED.
I get between 8 and 9 hours of sleep each night.  I feel well-rested, I have sweet dreams, and even though falling asleep is not the most comfortable thing in the world, I have a great husband who very nicely puts up with my mound of pillows that has taken over more than half the bed (not to mention the dog being on the bed too, which is my fault).  I maneuver pillows for a bit, figure it out, and sleep.

PEEING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT IS NOT THE WORST THING ABOUT PEEING ALL THE TIME.
Paying for all the rolls of toilet paper is worse.  You should see how many I go through in a week.

MY BODY DOES NOT HURT THAT BADLY.
Sure, my feet and hip still get sore, but not nearly as badly or as often as they had been.  I wear better shoes and wear them more often and I'm doing fine.  My back?  I think the rods have actually helped to keep things feeling ok.

I DO NOT FEEL LIKE THE BABY NEEDS TO COME OUT NOW.
From what I hear, many women who are 38 weeks pregnant want the baby out NOW.  Yes, I'm anxious to meet my kid!  My body, however, does not need it out NOW.  I honestly thought I'd be a lot worse off at this point, but we are hanging in there just fine.

WE DO NOT HAVE NAMES PICKED OUT.
There's a list, sorta.  But if we really do name our kid Jaquobi Obi Aronson, don't judge.

I THINK I'VE HAD AN EASY PREGNANCY.
Sure, there was a week of ER visit + suckiness... and acne and Braxton Hicks and serious itchiness.  Sure, I'm probably going to have the most terrible of terrible pregnancies whenever we have a second kid to make up for this one.  Sure, I haven't gone through labor and delivery yet.  BUT... to the dismay of myself and to lots of other people, there just isn't too much I can complain about and that makes me happy and relieved.

39 week post/picture later this week... if I make it!

Avocados

Once upon a time I didn't like avocados. I wanted to like avocados, but I thought they were slimy and buttery and just too green. Anyways, I was determined to like avocados.

The interventionist in me took over I guess, because I started exposure therapy with myself. I mean, I forced myself to eat them over and over and I was determined that I would like them. And wouldn't you know it? It worked! I love avocados (when I pick good ones, but that's a totally different issue).

Why do I tell you this? Because I am determined to start nesting. Nesting means the baby will be here soon, right? I don't WANT to clean and scrub and clean and scrub some more right now (although with the change in weather I may choose a walk over the couch), but maybe, JUST MAYBE, nesting will be like avocados.

MAYBE if I clean and scrub enough, over and over again (exposure!), I will want to do it, and that will be considered official nesting and nesting equals baby.

But not until Tuesday (fingers- and legs- crossed for an October baby).

38 Weeks

Since last week on the baby front...

• Got our car seat checked- Brian did a fantastic job getting it in correctly!
• Found out our point and shoot camera IS BROKEN.  Perfect timing, right?!  I mean we both have our phones, but they definitely don't take as good of pictures.  Oh well, we'll make due, and get a new camera sooner than we were planning...
• Bought a baby monitor- the last big purchase (I think... for now...) on our list
• Finished another baby book
• Talked to the Mohel (weird, but we gotta have him on call just in case!).  For my non-Jewish friends, the Mohel is the guy who performs the bris- a Jewish ceremony, including circumcision, when the baby is 8 days old (more info if you are wondering: http://www.jewishmohel.com/).  Since we don't know if Obi is a boy or a girl, we wanted to contact the Mohel now!
• Had my 38 week doctors appointment.  No big changes, but everything and everyone (thanks, Baby) is doing what it's supposed to do, so we're moving forward

How I pretend to feel most days...

How I actually feel most days...
(Sorry not cropped (see last point below))

Since last week on the non-baby front...

• Our shows are starting!  HIMYM was back on Monday, Big Bang Theory tonight, and Once Upon a Time on Sunday!
• I beat Brian in our NFL survivor pool :~)
• Johnny didn't bark last night, which is especially good because he did the night before and I had to squeeze my pregnant belly and fat booty out the door to get him to be quiet (which didn't even work).  I'm lucky I got back inside!!
• Emma turned ONE!

Emma?!  Where areeee youuu?!

• Fall is here.  I have never wanted fall weather this badly in my life.  It's wonderful!
• Avoiding upgrading to iOS7
• Making up things to add to this list while I wait for my iPhone to connect to my computer so I can upload pictures.  Why does it always take so long to work?!  And then once it does, sometimes it's not my edited/cropped pictures... ugh.  Maybe I need iOS7? :~(

New Clothes

At almost 38 weeks, do you think I could get away with wearing my new nursing nightgowns in public? 24 hours per day, everyday? They are pretty much the most comfortable things ever. (Thanks Mom!)

Officially Official

Now I can start sending my hate mail thank you notes to St. Cloud.

Full-Term

37 weeks- can you believe it?!  That means Obi could decide to come at any time, and no one would do anything to stop him/her!

37 Weeks

Sitting/laying on the couch certainly burns a lot of energy- I mean my mind is wandering everywhere and all the time.  I find my wandering mind thinking about bottles a lot these days... like wanting to bottle the amazing smell of the pot roast I made before Yom Kippur last week, or the 83 degree temperature this morning.  And then it wanders over to wondering why 83 degrees inside my house makes me want to die, but 83 outside is pure bliss.  And then it wanders some more, and I find myself making another list of things to do/ask/buy, and then the list wanders somewhere and I lose it (even though it's like the 16th time I've written down the same things).  Pregnancy brain happened.

Doctor yesterday said everything still looks good: head is still down, heartbeat is still strong, still not dilated (and still not upset about that... take your time Sweet Baby).  We'll see if my sentiment is still the same in a week or two!

Johnny photo dump:

Whose spot is it anyways?  Also, note the mountain of pillows on the other side.  Brian is a trooper.

Selfie

Snot-faced Johnny Boy

Maybe if you didn't bark all night YOU WOULDN'T BE SO TIRED

Buy the Shoes

What I learned during Yom Kippur:

"There will always be more money, there might not always be more time... buy the shoes."

The shoes I want?

Oh what my feet would give for weightlessness...