So I know I've talked about baby brain before and have shared a few stories about how baby brain has effected my life, as well as Dave's. Well, this weekend's events shed a whole new light on exactly how bad my baby brain really is these days.
With my sister and her husband coming into town, I ran a few errands. I went to Panera to pick up breakfast for the weekend, then stopped at Wawa to fill up my gas tank. Immediately thereafter I went to the wine store (sidenote - it really pisses me off that the State of Maryland insists we have to buy wine at a separate wine store versus the grocery store. What is that?) to stock up for the weekend, and then stopped at a gas station to fill up my car. So to recap, I went to Panera, then Wawa and filled up my tank, then the wine store, then the gas station to fill up my tank. In the words of Ferris Bueller, "life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it." Yep, you read that right. In a matter of 15 to 20 minutes in a 3 mile span, I managed to forget that I had just filled my car up and went to a second gas station to fill up again. Oh, and it gets worse. Not only did I drive to the second gas station, but I stayed in line for about 5 minutes waiting for a pump to open, then pulled up to the pump, got out and tried to fill up. When the pump only allowed $.25 worth of gas before shutting off, I got pissed thinking I had one of those empty pumps that clicks on and off every 30 seconds (which is somehow the one I always get when I'm running late!). Then it hit me. Jackass, you already filled up 15 minutes ago. Wow. I have no words! It took me 2 hours after I got home to confess to Dave what I just did. He had no words either. Just a strange stare and a scratch of his head.
Well I have now reach 33 weeks. Wow, 33 weeks. As in 7 weeks to go. Emotions right now? Unbelievably excited and a little scared at the same time. I'm not so much scared of the birth part, I figure women have been doing this for quite some time and actually have more than one child so it can't be that bad right? But the afterwards scares me a bit. Will Grady be healthy and happy? Will I be able to breastfeed? Will I ever sleep again? How can I go back to work? Will my belly button ever look normal again? These are the things that scare me. How am I feeling right now? Well, let's just say I'm not skipping around town anymore! My back is not feeling 100%; my ankles and feet swell pretty easily - awesome, cankles; I feel like I can't get a full deep breath; and sleep is a thing of the past. Other than that, I'm feeling great. In all honesty, I still can't really complain and I would do this over and over again. Grady is the greatest blessing I have ever received and I cannot wait to see his little face and kiss his little feet. I'm just saying if he came a little earlier than 7 weeks from now I'd be ok with that! Here I am at 33 weeks. I think Grady is feeling as uncomfortable as I am. He doesn't kick too much anymore, its more like an annoyed roll and scoot. I went to the doctor last week and since I don't have a sonogram until December 29 at 36 weeks, I asked the doctor if she could tell how he was positioned. Based on where she found his heart beat, he is butt up/head down. I had a feeling he was positioned this way because I keep seeing my stomach deform with a little hump towards the top left and I just assumed it was his cute behind. We can't wait for the 29th so that we get to see our little man. What an awesome birthday gift for Dave.
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XOXO,
Court
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