Here we are on the first day of 2014. I’m 32 weeks pregnant today, so last night I celebrated by having a couple of glasses of non-alcoholic red wine (i.e. grape juice) and staying up late (I lasted until 10:00 – woohoo!)
This week has been fairly low-key. D finally got over his illness and we hosted his family for a post-Christmas brunch on the weekend. Littleman had a ball playing with his cousins, which made me realize how amazing it will be for him to have a sibling. He’s a great kid, but he definitely gets bored when it’s just us adults around. It was great to see him having so much fun with the other kids.
I saw my OB this week for another fairly uneventful appointment. However, Baby Bo, who was head down last time, has managed to flip over again. I know that there is still some time for him to get into the proper position so I’m hoping he does what he’s supposed to do!
Symptoms: My contractions have finally started to settle down. I haven’t had a bad stretch of them since Christmas Eve, so I’m keeping my fingers crossed that things will stay calm for a while longer. It will be interesting to see how things go when I’m back at work. Taking it easy definitely seems to be what helps and I don’t think there will ever be a time when commuting on packed subway would be considered “taking it easy.”
I’ve been monitoring my belly button and I think I finally have to admit that it’s popped out. Or at least half out. It was pretty flat for a while but I can’t deny that it’s an “outie” any more.
Sleep: Sleep just generally sucks these days. I’m so tired but I find myself awake for at least an hour in the middle of most nights. I can’t get comfortable and the baby uses that time to kick the shit out of me. In fact, I think I will go try to nap as soon as I’m done here, since Littleman has finally fallen asleep for his nap.
Other: Nesting! I never, ever had the nesting instinct during my first pregnancy. I did all of the prep that I absolutely had to do, but I never really felt like doing it. This time, I’m totally finding myself wanting to organize, purge, clean, etc. Unfortunately, nesting and resting do not go hand-and-hand. Whenever I try to do too much, I start to feel pretty bad and have to force myself to lie down for a bit. Littleman’s big boy room is almost done so I think I’ll feel a bit more organized after that.