45 days left until Em Dash's arrival!
Today my co-worker returned to work after a week off and said to me, "Wow! You really popped while I was gone!" It's funny 'cuz I was thinking the same thing. I spend my evenings at home waddling around in a maternity sleep bra (aka a sports bra designed to keep your massive boobs from flopping around too much while sleeping, with a less constricting band around the bottom) and shorts. Brent sometimes stop mid-sentence because of my belly to say, "Holy crap, you are PREGNANT!"
I find myself bumping into things with my belly more often, forgetting that I've grown so much horizontally. Leaning over to grab something off the counter or picking something off the floor of my car...heck, even trying to put pants on in the morning - I have to bend my legs differently. It's so strange, yet freakin' hilarious.
And over the past week or so, Em Dash has started getting the hiccups. I was starting to worry about her because she HADN'T had them yet. (Just one of many things a pregnant woman could be paranoid about.) I was worried that her little parts in charge of hiccups weren't developing correctly, so I was relieved when she finally got them. They feel so different from her typical kicks and pushes. It's movement from deep within my belly, continous movements that I can feel much more while laying on my back than on either of my sides. Brent can easily feel and see them, too.
One of the few things my mom remembers from her pregnancy with me is that I'd often get hiccups in the middle of the night. Hasn't happened to me yet, but Em Dash does tend to get them right when I lay down to sleep.
In not-so-fun pregnancy news, good-bye ankles, hello cankles. Boooo. I'm actually typing this with my feet in a foot bath in the hopes of reducing the swelling. And I regularly wrap my ankles in ice packs. Swelling can suck it!
"There was that law of life, so cruel and so just, that one must grow or else pay more for remaining the same." - Norman Mailer
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