Thursday, March 26, 2009

Hit The Road Jack



Ah, 35 weeks and 4 days... and I have issued this baby his eviction notice. I know my mother would prefer I would go over...like weeks over...but I am really hoping this baby wants to come sooner rather than later. I think I have every single third trimester pregnancy symptom imaginable...vying for the top spot is RLS and reflux. Last night the reflux was really bad. I think it was because I had a big dinner quite late after I finished teaching....so I won't be doing that again. I ate something like 12 tums between midnight and 6 am to no avail. Even tried to sleep sitting up. In the end, I just gave up.
The baby is getting bigger, but I don't seem to be gaining any weight (which I don't mind)...I have only gained 14 kilos the whole pregnancy (roughly 30 lbs) and haven't gained anything in the past 2 weeks. Maybe it's because the baby is growing, but I am countering the weight gain by losing weight because my stomach is so small I can't fit any food in there! David swears I don't even look pregnant from the back. It's only when I turn side on.
My friend Bianca and I went shopping last week and I managed to get the rest of what we need. We ended up buying a cradle (picture posted) and it is all ready to go. The bear in the corner makes noise like a uterus (courtesy of Hunter's Nana).
On the subject of names...we are going with Hunter for now. But one of my student's mothers said "What if he doesn't look like a Hunter? Do you have any back up names?" and then I started freaking out because we don't. So now we are thinking of backup names just in case he looks nothing like a Hunter. I am thinking something like Muhammad Ali might do because wow this kid packs a punch!
But mostly he is sweet. I feel sorry for him almost as much as I feel sorry for myself. If I were squished into a little ball with no where to go, I'd be kicking and punching everything in my way, too!
My recital and confirmation hearing went well. The baby behaved himself during both much to my delight and I passed both. The panel said I had a best selling book on my hands that they would buy so I was very encouraged! I have told all of my supervisors that next time I suggest I should give a recital while 34 weeks pregnant they should slap my face and tell me NO!
Doctors appointment next week...stay tuned. Love from the three of us (and a budgie...only one though - sadly, Lucy died last week...and it seems Linus has never been happier...hmmmmm).

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