The 3rd Trimester Marathon

Adios 1st trimester and 2nd trimester. We’re getting close now! Welllll . . .I mean technically it’s close. When you are “in” the 3rd trimester though time takes on a different meaning. Like every day actually feels like a week, maybe longer depending on the day.

It’s not even noon yet, and I’ve peed at least a dozen times. I feel like there’s no point in even leaving the bathroom.

Kind of like the nausea in the 1st trimester, nothing really helps the indigestion in the 3rd trimester. I can take some pills and eat smaller meals and not eat hours before bedtime. I’m still sleeping sitting up. . . and then waking up to go pee.

And then waking up to pee. And then waking up to pee again. It must be natures way of preparing me for getting up through the night during the newborn stage.

My OBGYN appointments are more frequent, and they run late a lot. I actually don’t mind this though. Between work and home it’s my guaranteed quiet time. I take a book and am a-okay with delays. I know when my appointments start to be weekly though and I am told I am not at all dilated, I might be leaving in tears.

If I have to bend down there is no guarantee I’ll be able to get back up.

It’s hot all the time. I’m tired all the time. But my hair looks fantastic! My boobs on the other hand, those are looking . . . unrecognizable.

Holy leg cramps! Leg cramps isn’t even the right word. There needs to be a whole other word dedicated to the leg cramps you get in the 3rd trimester. I didn’t know this was a thing because it didn’t happen with my first two. I looked it up. It’s a thing that happens to half of women in their 3rd trimester. Sometimes when I’m sleeping my entire calf muscle locks up for several minutes. Minutes! I roll around whimpering in pain. Then I kinda limp around for the next few days because the devil’s leg cramp leaves my calf so sore it hurts to walk. What. Is. That. About?

Oh hey! There’s a foot in my rib.

Oh hey! That kick almost made me pee my pants.

I think I have everything ready for her arrival, but it also feels like I’m forgetting something.

This all sounds pretty sucky, but we are all so excited to finally be getting close to meet the baby. Daddy, brother, sister, and I all love her so much already. We wonder what she’ll look like. We wonder what she’ll be like. We know she’ll be amazing. We are just ready for her to get here!!!