I've given serious consideration to slapping the next person who says "daaaang, you're big! There's no way you're gonna make it to November!!!" But then, just yesterday at my monthly doctor's appointment I learned that I may be 32 weeks, rather than 30. So that would put the due date closer to October 23rd or so, rather than November 8th. Hmm, glad I haven't slapped anyone yet. My doctor hasn't actually changed the due date, but I suspect she will. Also, not one person has looked at me and said "it's a girl, right"? They're all convinced it's a boy. So if I get a bunch of girl stuff, and it turns out it's a boy, do I have a case to sue the ultrasound tech? She promised me a girl! Somebody's gotta pay to replace all the girl stuff!
The pregnancy is going actually very well, other than the reflux, anemia, swollen feet and difficulty finding a comfortable sleeping position. All of that is manageable. No gestational diabetes, preeclampsia, placenta previa, stretch marks, praise the Lord. I must say that I've been truly blessed.
The late night feedings have stopped. I think I ignored the hunger warning enough times to teach the little one to just go to sleep instead cuz the kitchen is closed. That helped to slow down the weight gain a bit. Right now I'm about 5 pounds less than I was when I delivered last time, with no desire to go beyond 5 more pounds. Wish me the best with that. I've got some fishnets I still want to wear next year. :)
So thats the latest on me, and my big fat belly.
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