36 weeks already now I can really say I have 2 weeks to go!
And I’m ready.
Well, when I say ready, I’m really ready to have the baby out of my body. I’m not sure I’m ready to have him living in my house with me yet!
I’ve been feeling really rather fed up this week.
Each day this week has reached a new level of uncomfortableness I didn’t know could exist. I can’t nip to the shop as walking round leaves me in agony. House work is becoming near on impossible, again annoying as I still have bits I know need sorting. Simple tasks like loading the dishwasher take an age, I have to sit down in between unloading, reloading and putting the dishes away. I can’t walk anywhere without being in agony. Don’t even get me started on the waddle! I should just get myself one of those mobility scooters. I just feel heavy, it is becoming exhausting and awkward carrying the bump around. It must be the extra fluid, I really don’t remember feeling like this last time around. In fact I was still getting around quite well at this stage. I’m not swollen or puffy though, which is again different to last time. I had very swollen hands and feet and ankles and everything. I’ve so far managed to get away that which is a positive. I’m really not sure how I’d cope with that on top of everything else!
I’ve been doing a lot of resting, there’s not much else I can do really. You can keep calling me rip van winkle, I’m still falling asleep virtually as soon as I sit down. I really can’t help it! It doesn’t matter where I am or whose company I’m in, my eyes start to shut and then I’m asleep! In my defence, I’m up half the night. I reckon I see every hour, I’m turning nocturnal I’m sure.
My hospital bag is packed! I’ve decided I’m going to pack 2 bags. One for me and then one for the baby. I’ve not done babies yet but mine is ready to go which is a relief. At least I don’t have to worry about getting that together now.
So I’m on countdown, I really am. There really isn’t much time to go at all!