About the best thing I can say about this week is that we survived, and it got better. The first few days after we came home were rough – I was physically and emotionally exhausted from labor and delivery, and trying to recover while sleeping in 2-3 hour chunks. The nurses compared delivery to a marathon, and if that was true, then the first week home was like someone keeping more » Read more

At the beginning of the week, I was less than pleased. My due date had come and gone and I was still hugely, uncomfortably pregnant. With, as far as I could tell, absolutely no sign of going into labor anytime soon. I decided that I was just going to try and take it one day at a time while mentally preparing myself for the possible week-plus wait to be induced. more » Read more

This week the wheels just fell off and I just had that “too pregnant for life” feeling, well, every day. I tried to go for a walk on Monday, but cut it short since being on my feet just felt awful. I also entered what my doctor called the “swollen phase,” so I spent a lot of time with my feet up drinking water like it was my job. Which, more » Read more

This week was, thankfully, much better than last week. Some unfortunate weather kept me in the house for a few days (as is life in the Pacific Northwest, and I am just not motivated enough these days to go for a walk in 45-degree rain), but I just felt better overall. That said, I’m definitely starting to feel a bit run down. It’s a lot of work to carry another more » Read more

The countdown continues! I can’t believe that I’m now less than 3 weeks from my due date. That also means that this week, the child was considered full-term, so she has the full medical blessing to make her appearance whenever she’s ready. While I did not have a child this week, I feel like things are (slowly) working towards that end. I had several days where I flat out just more » Read more

Y’all, the homestretch is almost upon us. In just one more week, the little girl will be considered “full term” and, most importantly, have a full medical blessing to make her appearance whenever she’s ready. Not that I’m counting. No, I’m totally counting. I feel like I’ve hit that point where nothing is really ever comfortable. I feel like this is largely due to the fact that the child has more » Read more

The best thing I can say about this week is that I was granted an answer on why I’d felt so tired over the weekend: I was coming down with a cold. I woke up Monday morning with a head full of stuff and a cough that, with an almost-full-sized baby in my belly, could be kindly described as “less than comfortable.” As you can imagine, between being pregnant and more » Read more

This week could have been better. The nausea that started last week continued through the first half of this week. While the good news is that it cleared up for me mid-week, it was replaced by some seriously impressive exhaustion and fatigue. The weekend involved attending a wedding in the San Juan Islands, and I pooped out of whatever party was going on by 9pm every night despite taking an more » Read more

Y’all, this week was not good. The nausea and fatigue that I thought I’d said goodbye to back around weeks 12-14 came back like it meant it. As you can imagine, I was not a fan. It was bad enough early on, but combined with the physical discomforts of carrying an almost-full-sized baby? It felt riotously unfair. Like adding insult to injury. A quick Twitter poll of my child-having friends confirmed that more » Read more

Wow. Things are definitely getting into the homestretch now, as I discovered when I left my doctor appointment this week and realized I’d be back in two weeks instead of four. We also finished up our labor and delivery class with a tour of the hospital’s birthing and maternity center, and that’s when it really hit me that I am having a baby, and sooner rather than later. Crazy, crazy more » Read more