Okay, so I’m technically still a day away from the official 36 week mark, but I just so happened to have five extra seconds today to snap a photo of myself and I figured I should probably take advantage of it.
So. I’m thisclose to being 36 weeks, and some days I feel great, and others I feel like a narcoleptic beached whale. Everywhere I go, people are still commenting on how I look — mostly of the “You poor thing. You look like you’re ready to explode” variety, but I’ve really stopped caring. You’re right, people, I DO feel ready to explode. I’ve gained 33 pounds. My belly skin is all stretched out and itchy, I officially waddle, and I haven’t been able to gracefully bend over to pick dropped things off the ground for many weeks.
(Plus, Orion was born at 37 weeks, so it’s blowing my mind a little to think I could have a newborn in a matter of days — although I don’t think the same scenario will play out again this time.)
It’s all starting to feel very real to me. And you know what? I think I’m ready.
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I am not looking forward to the comments!! When I saw you a couple weeks ago I thought you looked cute (and not about the explode!) I am hoping cuz I am tall maybe I wont get super big and wont get the comments? – I guess that is probably a pipe dream, but one can hope right?
I wish you the best of luck with that, Cat! Consider yourself lucky if you’re able to escape the constant commentary.
So with you mama. It's a day by day struggle. Last night I was up for four hours wondering if the crampy weirdness I was experiencing was real or fake labor… I guess it was fake cause all is calm this morning. Boo. I am so ready to have this baby. You look fabulous and I can't wait to celebrate your little girl's arrival!
When it’s real, you will know! Trust me.
I’m on the edge of my seat waiting for your little man to arrive, too!
It's close now! I'd better get packed!!
Yep!
You look fantastic!