I have been feeling very relaxed for the last few weeks up my pregnancy. Last weekend was my baby shower, which did so much to help me feel like we are prepared for this baby. I went to Target and got the last few essentials that I felt like just in case she fell out early. (BTW, you may notice that I have and will continue to refer to giving birth as "when the baby falls out". I'm hoping it will be a self fulfilling prophecy.)
However, yesterday I logged into the Bump and saw that I only have 35 days left. 5 weeks sounds like a lot more than 35 days in my crazy pregnant mind. I also realized that Bug will be full term in only 2 more weeks. It still doesn't feel real and I really can't imagine that we will have a baby so soon.
I am now, as I have been throughout my pregnancy, counting the days until the next milestone that will give her the best chance of doing well at birth. At this point, days make a huge difference in how well she'll survive outside of the whom. So although I'm looking forward to meeting Bug, I'd like her to do more cooking.
I'm so close to the end of my pregnancy that, due to the timing, I really only have to work for another week. I wanted to be a teacher, in part, because it gives me plenty of breaks for mommy time and that thought is paying off big time now. I have one more week until we are off for two weeks (hooray for winter break). When we return its only two weeks until my due date, and 10 weeks until we are off for Spring Break (another two weeks off, love this schedule). I'm planning on going back after the break, but preparing for not going back.
That means, crunch time. This is the stack of paperwork I need to get through before going to work tomorrow.
It doesn't help that I've been feeling pretty crappy this weekend. I feel dehydrated, a little dizzy and nauseous and physically exhausted. I haven't been taking great care of myself and have been eating out ALOT because well, see for yourself....
Pardon the crappy camera phone pics, but I'm two lazy to take/download pictures with my actual camera right now.
Swollen doesn't even begin to describe my ankles and feet. I thought swelling would be an annoyance, but its actually pretty painful. The skin is stretched so tight that it feels like its going to rip.
I also have baby brain, bad. I don't want to think about anything except getting ready for the baby, which is why I'm blogging and not working right now.
Did I mention I have a yoga and newborn care class that I'm supposed to be going to this week, too? I just need to get through this week, and life will be a whole lot easier.