Lately, I'm easily offended. (We'll just chalk it up to the hormones, like everything else!)I now park in the "Expecting Mother's Parking" at United. And when there is someone ELSE parked in that spot, I look extra close for a belly... or a screaming infant in a 25 lb carseat. And when I don't see either of those I feel betrayed and mistreated. I wish I were exaggerating... :) It seems that it takes extra effort to do the smallest things these days. It's crazy what a little four pounder added to the middle section can do to a person!
Another thing I've noticed from others since I've been in this third and final trimester is how folks LOVE to comment on the belly. Which I really don't mind at all and doesn't truly offend me, but I think it's interesting what people say. Everything from "you're only 32 weeks? you look so great for 32 weeks..." or " oh man, you're already this big at 32 weeks, I can't imagine how you'll be waddling in a few more weeks!" or "does everyone ask you if you're having twins, because I was big pretty early too and EVERYONE thought I was having twins..." (to which I answered, "No, actually, you're the first person that's ever said that to me." lol )
Honestly, I love my belly (I never ever dreamed I'd say that). It's so incredible that my body was MADE to do this. To offer perfect conditions to grow a little baby. It's especially amazing now that he has grown and and wiggles around all the time. And then I look back at that first sonogram picture - the size of a jelly bean! My heart swells up with a hallelujah! I can't help but smile. It really makes being exhausted and completely not motivated to do ANYTHING worth it.
With the impending arrival of Baby Mereness we've made some recent purchases. We bought a crib! Very exciting. You'd think that carrying a child for seven months and having a wiggling belly would introduce the reality that we'll soon have a cuddly bundle. But what's done it for me is having that crib. I got really nervous while we were standing in line to pay for it. I think it just makes me realize how our lives are about to change, of course, for the better!
If you've noticed the count down at the top of the blog.... 52 DAYS!!! That's 7.4 weeks. I did the math. We will have a baby before we know it!
One more camp post
11 years ago