I am huge.
ps Hi, my name is Meghan. I'm 22 years old, a college graduate, and about to become a Mom. And I still use "dude" an inappropriate amount in my everyday conversation.
How far along? 33 Weeks
Total weight gain/loss: I'm starting to dread this question. But, nothing like a good dose of public humiliation for my pride. As of Tuesday, I've gained 40 pounds from my pre-pregnancy weight. My mom went into labor at 55 pounds over her usual weight with me - I thought she was crazy, but I don't think I'll be far behind that. Hey, at least we know it's in my genes (jeans?). And it's not like the doctor has been stunned out of their scrubs at my weight with a shriek of, "Whoa there! Lay off the Captain Crunch, missy!" In fact, nobody's mentioned anything to me about my weight. So. I just go with it, ya know.
My poor feet.
Maternity clothes? Nothing fits me anymore, but a good rotation of about 5 solid shirts (3 of which are borrowed from J. Thanks again....). I finally had to break down and buy myself a new dress for an upcoming wedding we are attending (WHICH, by the way, I am SO excited to be going to! My first non-Mormon wedding!!! It's going to be a blast. I can't wait).
Stretch marks? Still the same outer hip stretch marks. I'll be very happy indeed if that's all I get. I'll take it.
Sleep: .....would be nice.
Best moment this week: Just the little movements that happen everyday. It's a real person in there, people. He's all cramped up and moving. His head is down, his spine against my belly, and his toes on my ribs, tap dancing away.
Miss Anything? Yes. My old body. Vain? Maybe. True? Yes. Understandable? Very much so.
I'm getting very slow and tired these days. I have to change positions a lot. Stand too long and my feet get achy and sore. Sit too long and my ankles swell up. When I walk the dog, it's at a turtle's pace. But hey, at least I'm still out there. Sometimes I wonder what the construction workers I pass everyday think of the big pregnant lady walking her dog. They probably just think I'm due to explode with about 7 kids any day now.
Movement: See above (the tap-dancing on the ribs part). But especially after I eat. "Mmm! Thanks for the goods, Mom!"
Food cravings: It's getting a lot harder to pinpoint just what I want. I'm always craving something, but not often do I find the right thing to "hit the spot."
Anything making you queasy or sick: No. Just sometimes this baby will wriggle in between a rib or something and it feels like I've got worms in my belly and I just went upside-down on a rollercoaster. Strangest thing ever.
Labor Signs: Just a big baby and a big belly. Both the specialist and my midwife say that my baby and uterus are measuring about 3 weeks ahead of schedule. (Ok so maybe everyone who has made a comment about me looking "too" big wasn't all that crazy. But still. Saying that to her face doesn't make a pregnant lady feel good, alright?) I hope this means I will deliver at least a little early, but I'm not getting my expectations up. My mind is set on the full 40 weeks, and if he comes early, What a lovely surprise! If he comes late....well.....I hope I make it.
Belly Button in or out? OUT. It has come OUT of hiding and into the wild blue yonder!
Wedding rings on or off? Off. I have officially moved on to one of Adam's old rings.
Happy or Moody most of the time: Oh.......both. At the same time. And then throw tired in the mix.
Looking forward to: Snuggling my little man.