We shall see though ... I wouldn't mind this baby coming early but then again he'll come whenever he's ready.
Nothing new to report this week. Had another acupuncture session this morning and it's crazy how much it helps. Since the last session my back pain has decreased significantly ... back pain could've been partially due to the UTI that the meds cleared up. Who knows.
Ryan and I did take care of 2 of my last baby bucket list items ... fancy dinner and Hornets basketball game. I claim both were in honor of his birthday week but he knows they were probably for me :) Nothing like a steak dinner and my first almost full glass of wine!
Gap Body maternity extra small tank/American Eagle jeans size 0
According to thebump.com baby is the size of a honeydew melon (17.2-18.7 inches/4.2-5.8 pounds)
Pregnancy Symptoms at 36 Weeks
- Better ability to breathe. Baby might soon descend into your pelvis, giving your lungs some extra space.
- Pelvic discomfort -- for the same reason! (YES! It feels so strange ... a weird spot to get pain in)
- Difficulty sleeping. Find some ways to relax even if you aren't getting much shut-eye. (MOST DEFINITELY. I sleep ok from the point of falling asleep until my first potty break. After that I get up at least once if not two more times. Each time it takes longer to fall back asleep)
- More heartburn and ankle-and-foot swelling. (I would say yes to the more heartburn cause I've felt it but it could be my current choice of foods ... um hello Chickfila chicken biscuit for breakfast #2 today)
've still managed to jog a few times lately but know that those running days are numbered. I've also got my eye on a prenatal yoga class at the YMCA that I want to take next week. Would love to incorporate some more zen/relaxed time before baby brother's arrival.
Oh and something must've happened in the past week in regards to belly size cause EVERYONE has been making a comment. I know it's pretty obvious that I'm pregnant, but people should really stop to question why they're going out of their way to talk to me when I'm a perfect stranger. Everyone seems to think it's ok to tell me how big I look and that it must be a boy based on how I'm carrying. Most days I'm cool with it and smile and interact, other days I just want to finish my errands and crawl back home.