Not just for those around me, but for me, myself and I! I feel like I'm racing toward the due date, and I'd really like to slow the clock a tad. I'm ready, but at the same time, so not ready. I have way more I want to do before bubs arrives, but I also feel like just keeping it simple and not bothering. I'm counting on my 4 weeks alone at home to really shed some light on what I should still make an effort to accomplish, as well as relax and prepare my mind for the great changes ahead.
I guess I would have to contribute the pregnancy being so fast to having such an easy time of it. I can count on one hand the times I had heartburn. Barely an ache or pain. I really believe that exercising all the way through has helped immensely (those are biceps, not nanna-arms y'all). I would strongly advise everyone to do this! Some mornings Jase drops me off at the gym and I feel like a fat slug with a grey cloud for a brain. I say to myself, "What on earth am I doing here?" and wander in. By the time I've pumped a few free weights and done some deep squats I walk out of there feeling SO much more energetic! We have to take care of ourselves like this, at this time!
I had 2 appointments this week. The Hospital's doctor says the head feels nice and low down, so that should stay that way hopefully. Still 'facing up' but that often changes during labour. My belly is measuring a bit small, but the ultrasound measurements are showing a bub measuring about a week and a half ahead of it's time. So it's not going to be a small baby. They think I'm measuring small because my belly seems to be wider and more spread out on the sides. *shrug*
So this coming week is my last one at work. That's just so scary because that must mean I'm nearly at the end of this journey. I'm starting to get itchy to actually meet this little person though. I can't believe it's going to be mine. All mine. It's too much. It's overwhelming. I can't wait.