Weeks pregnant: 39
Baby size in fruit: 🍉
By the time you read this blog I may very well have given birth to Little O since his eviction date will have come and gone or I might be in labour. One way or another by the end of the week he’ll be out in the world. So this is quite possibly the last you’ll hear from me for a while since I am imagining that the amount of free time I will have as the mother of a newborn baby is approximately… none.
Over the last few days I feel like I have suddenly expanded massively and I am actually having some trouble even fitting into my maternity clothes, which is a bit inconvenient. As I sit here looking down at my bump and realising that it will be gone soon , I know I am going to miss it… because even through all of the drama of this pregnancy I have always enjoyed the way my pregnant body looks as well as feeling all of Little O’s movements – even the violent ones. With that in mind I have decided to make a list of some of the things I won’t miss about being heavily pregnant in order to comfort myself:
- Needing to pee every five minutes. Yesterday I had a wee before I brushed my teeth and by the time I had finished brushing my teeth I needed to go again.
- Being on an emotional hair trigger. If people thought I was quick to get angry before I was pregnant this is on a different level.
- Gestational diabetes… and having to think about every single thing I eat. Every diet allows the occasional cheat day or meal but GD is 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.
- Doctors, nurses, hospitals, blood test, blood pressure tests, scans, testing my own blood, insulin injections.
- Everyone feeling the need to comment on my size every time they see me.
- Not being able to see or reach any parts of my body below the waist.
- Bus people and how they never give you a seat and don’t care about you climbing up to the top deck.
- Being so incredibly slow walking. I still have endurance but no speed.
- Only being allowed one cup of coffee a day. I rarely want more than one but sometimes I do.
- Heartburn. I don’t get it often but once a week is plenty
- My limited wardrobe. I actually bought quite a lot of maternity clothes but by this stage I am sick of them.
Right now I am in a weird state of nervous anticipation knowing that getting to hold my baby is just around the corner but that I am going to have to go through physically one of the toughest challenges of my life before I can do that… and I won’t pretend I am not a little bit nervous.
So wish me luck… and I’ll see you on the other side.