I'm not very good at keeping up on here, but since I've recently discovered that someone (Michelle) actually reads this, I figured I should try to keep up a bit better :o).
We are in our third and final trimester of pregnancy, and I can't believe that very soon, Miss Raegan will be joining the world. I'm finally feeling the affects of the 30lbs I've gained, and am more than ready to have my old body back (or one that atleast resembles it!). We haven't yet set an 'eviction date', as my doctor likes to call it, but we will be discussing this at my next appt. I've chosen to be induced a week early, and since baby girl is measuring small, we may proceed with caution a few weeks early! Many people have their views on inductions, which I respect greatly, however, for myself, the epidural and few less weeks of pregnancy are more than welcomed :o) (Although Raegan's health is my number 1 priority through it all despite any circumstance!)
Everything is nearly ready to go for the big day, with just a few more pictures to be hung and my hospital bag to be packed. I still need to invest in some granny panties and a wide array of maxi pads, as I hear that these will be my best friends for a few weeks following delivery. We're hoping that I can have a vaginal delivery, but aren't overlooking the fact that I'm quite small and may need to have a c-section after all. Unfortunately for me, I'm unable to plan every aspect of these final stages, and I must admit that it's kinda driving me crazy!!! I didn't realize (or atleast not completely) how much of a control nut I am about situations that I'm going to be placed in. My excitement is, in part, jaded with my new found anxieties of the unknowns that I'll be faced with the delivery. Yes, I know that I can't plan everything, but if I could, I think that I could rest a little easier at night (It's 4am as we speak LOL). It will all be ok, and I'll have the greatest man in the world beside me for the entire ride-- so I shouldn't worry!!
JOYS of the third trimester-- hahahaha, kind of a sick joke! Let me start out by saying that I have been more than blessed with an amazing pregnancy! I didn't get morning sickness or the crazy constipation and hemorrhoids that many women are blessed with. I've still been able to function and enjoy life, although these past few weeks have started to really wear on me. For me, this has been the most difficult time due to the insomnia, exhaustion with minimal activity, inability to get comfortable, and irritability for the whining person that has no reason to complain :o). I have had many people tell me how 'tiny' I look, but yet I feel like a moose and continue to grow on a daily basis. I realize that this is part of pregnancy, and I respect this fact, however, don't tell someone that has gained 30lbs in 8 months that she is so little. Although I may only be average sized to the rest of the world, I am gargantuan for me. (sorry, mild vent!) As of 31 weeks, my wedding and engagement rings no longer fit, but I still have ankle bones!! However, there was a night when my inner right ankle bone decided to disappear, but after a long lecture, he returned by morning!! The highlights of being 8ish months pregnancy are being able to get chocolate milkshakes daily and eat whatever, whenever and no one says a thing :o) I only have <6 weeks to enjoy this, however, because Mr. Cellulite is NOT my friend, and I will be sending him home very quickly after Raegan's birth!
We are officially 34 weeks today, so only 5w6d to go (or less). Be sure to check out Raegan's page for picture updates!! http://www.babygirlsteppe.shutterfly.com/
