I don't even know who reads this thing anymore.
But while the kids are napping I'm feeling the urge to write... there are a million other things I could/should do right now (not kidding! This house needs help...) but relaxing is what's going to happen right now.
Remember how there's a baby inside me? Well she rarely lets me forget it. She's pretty wild in there, pushing on my ribs, and squirming and kicking. It's the most intense when I lay down at night. Josh has gotten used to my inadvertent yelps of pain.
I'll be thirty weeks tomorrow! Eek!! I feel like the real countdown begins when I hit 30 weeks. Down to the nitty gritty. These last 10 (or 7 or 8 or 9!) weeks go by so fast... yet slow at the same time because they are so uncomfortable. My round ligament pain hasn't been to bad lately which is nice. Just ready to pass out on the couch at any given moment, but that's just how it is.
I feel like some people rock being pregnant. They exercise, have energy, have the "nesting" thing going on all 9 months. I am not one of those people. I know it's so different for everyone. Being pregnant is totally not my jam though. The actual birth? I kind of feel like that's thing. I know the birth experience is different for everyone too, and even varies a lot from child to child. But when I feel those contractions and know it's happening I get focused and excited. Morgan's labor from first contractions to meeting him was about 10 hours, Pearl's was about 5. The pushing just took minutes for both of them. I'm kind of thinking Parley might want to come really quick, so I am a little nervous about getting to the hospital, because now we live about 25 minutes away from our hospital of choice. I was dilated to a 6 already when we got the hospital for Pearl. Though I'm really intrigued by the natural birth- no pain meds idea... my desire to try it out is currently at a zero. Give me that delicious epidural, mmmk?
In other news.
Josh is back in school, taking two classes. I sure miss him being gone the entire day those two days but it's absolutely worth it. I'm proud of the man for getting after that degree. He's absolutely brilliant and now that he's studying something that he loves and feels a genuine passion for, school has become easier for him. I'm grateful for his job- what he does, and how it supports us. And I love the 9-5 thing.
I could go on about Morgan and Pearl but one of the two hooligans is awake. Adios.