I suppose it's about time I update my blog properly instead of pictures and half ass sentences!
I can feel my daughter's head as well as feet. Her head is on my left side and her feet are constantly sticking out on my right side. If you look at this
video you will be able to see me rub my left side (
her head) and see the right of me freak out (
her feet). I read that she should be in position by now, or getting into position because as the next few weeks go on, she will have less and less room. I don't want a breech baby! My OB appointment is on Monday so I'll have a chat with him then to see if there's anyway to tell if Alexia is getting ready for go time!
My boobs are sore. My nipples are sore.
Sore ... that's not even a fitting word for my breast region. I'm producing colostrum like a cow, literally. I squeeze my boobs the same way a farmer would milk a cow, and out comes the yellow nutritious but surely not delicious milk. I also cannot cross my legs comfortably. Jeans do not fit, I don't know why I still bother. I feel absolutely gross and fat and I hate my body in clothes. I really do feel a thousand times better naked. Once this little girl is out I am totally getting my ass to the gym! Hmmm.. what else? Alexia has taken over my bladder completely. She probably thinks of it as a jumping castle. I'm always eating and always feeling guilty for it. I'm always tired but I can't sleep. I've noticed that wearing no bra/shirt when I sleep helps a lot though...
There is
six weeks left and although I am super excited for Alex's birth day, I'm also dreading it! Once she's born, I will no longer be able to cuddle with myself and feel her kicks. I won't be able to say, "oooo I'm pregnant," nor will I be able to bitch about being pregnant! Yes,
I will miss bitching. I'll also miss not having a period ...once I give birth, that's 6 weeks of
BLOOD and NO SEX! I have never gone six weeks with either. I am NOT looking forward to this at all! My boyfriend thinks I will be happily giving him blow jobs in my bloody diapers ...no...no I don't think that's something I'll be doing.
41 days left until my screaming terror of cute arrives!
The only thing left to do is .....pick a name. Every time I choose a name, my boyfriend insults it. It's really pissing me off because I want us to AGREE and I want us both to love the name. We're going to have to say this name for the rest of our lives so we might as well like it. He loves the name Kairi and I am using it for the middle name, but this name makes it incredibly difficult to settle on a first name. Kairi is so modern! And I have such old fashioned taste. However, the two of us agree on Norah but I'm unsure if it goes well together. Norah Kairi. Ughhghghgh! I'm going to come up with a list and tell him to cross out every name he dislikes. If he crosses out the entire list, all Hell will break lose.
