Merry Christmas! I’m officially 31 weeks pregnant today and I have a lot to be thankful for this Christmas. At almost 3 years old, this is the first year that Littleman has really understood what’s going on. As we got closer to the big day, he got more and more excited. Last night, he put out cookies for Santa and a carrot for Rudolph (along with a pear and an avocado, just because!) This morning, he was a bit confused when he realized that “Santa isn’t here now?” but was totally thrilled with his fire truck – the one thing he asked Santa for.
It’s so nice to spend Christmas with my parents at the farm. It’s freezing out, but the snow is beautiful and we don’t have to go anywhere, so we can enjoy it from beside the warm fireplace. I received a great pair of purple Uggs, which make me so happy (and which I’d never spend the money on myself). All in all, aside from the fact that daddy had to leave to go work night shift, it’s been a wonderful day.
Although we’re having a lovely Christmas, I have been thinking a lot about Puppet, the baby we lost earlier this year. (S)he would have been three months old and celebrating his or her first Christmas today. It’s times like this when it’s hard not to think about what happened, but I am so blessed with my sweet little boy and am beyond thrilled that we have another one on the way in a couple more months.
I’m also sad today for a very good friend of mine on the other side of the world, who spent Christmas Eve in the hospital having a D&C after losing what would have been her third baby. She is a strong, wonderful woman so I know she will be OK, but my heart breaks for her. It would be especially hard to go through something like that over the holidays. Luckily she has two amazing little girls who are helping her get through Christmas.
Now, on to what this past week has thrown at my from a pregnancy perspective…
Symptoms: The contractions that started last week have continued, off and on, all week. Some days are good and I barely have any noticeable contractions. Other days, like yesterday, it seems to go on almost constantly for a couple of hours at a time. Those days scare me so much. They aren’t painful and are generally irregular (but can be frequent). I just really need this baby to hang in there and keep cooking for a few more weeks!
I’m officially waddling now. There’s just no way around it. I feel like it’s a bit too early for that, but not much I can do about it.
I have to pee ALL THE TIME. I swear, I leave the bathroom and pretty much have to turn around and go right back in. My poor bladder doesn’t really know what’s hit it.
Sleep: Definitely struggling in the sleep department these days. Sometimes it’s the peeing that wakes me up. Other times, it’s the middle-of-the-night dance parties that Baby Bo decides to conduct. Rolling over with all my supportive pillows is a major production so I definitely cherish any little bit of sleep I get.
Other: Not much else to report this week. I’m looking forward to my next OB appointment on Monday to make sure things are still ok in there. I’m really glad that I have some time off work because I think my body really needed the break!