8 months

One month left. Holy crap.

At this stage of pregnancy, every day brings something new. Some days the baby moves like crazy, other days she’s mellow. Some days I have plenty of energy, other days I need a nap (or two). Heartburn, sore hips, swollen fingers — I’ve had it all at some point, but it all comes and goes. One thing I haven’t really had is (faux) contractions. Not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing. What’s up uterus?

My feet are starting to disappear.

But even though I feel like a gigantic version of myself, I haven’t gotten any of those ‘wow you are getting big/you must be ready to have that baby tomorrow’ sorts of comments. Actually I’ve gotten more of the opposite, which has really made me feel good some days.

Remember when my belly looked like this? Ha!

Back in July.

Now it’s more like this.

I’m down to my last clothes that fit. I’m thinking of going to a kinder swap this weekend to look for a few things. It’s only $5 if you bring items to donate. I’m saving my money for nursing bras and tanks, which I’ll have to buy soon.

It’s crazy to finally be staring down that checklist: figure out the carseat, tour the hospital, make a birth plan, etc. The nursery is almost finished. We’re just missing the crib and a few finishing touches. Someone asked if I was feeling “nesty” and I said definitely yes. I’m trying to do all the things I won’t have time for later. I got my hair cut. I really want someone to paint my toenails. I can’t reach!

The belly button has definitely popped.

Every week I seem to cycle through a different set of fears. How will I deal with a change that is so permanent? How will the dogs react? What if we can’t afford everything we need? But I’m excited too. The midwife told us the baby is head down, so now we can tell what is a little foot or a little butt. This little girl is so close to coming into the world.

One interesting thing about being this pregnant — it seems like everyone you encounter wants to talk to you about it. I’ve never had complete strangers be so friendly here. Babies just seem to make people happy, so I don’t mind telling everyone and their mother how far along I am. Maybe it’s practice for telling everyone and their mother how old the baby is.


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    Gah! You look so cute! Love the haircut. I am dreading the belly button pop. Joe felt JamJam move right before I left for yoga!