Well, I suppose it's time for another obligatory bumpdate (bump update, y'guys.) I still don't really feel like my tummy has grown much at all, which seems strange except that baby keeps wiggling away like it's going out of style, which means everything is fine. I think maybe the rest of my body is losing weight while my uterus is gaining it, so maybe it's just... redistributing? That's my best guess, because honestly I just don't know. But as long as everything is healthy and progressing normally I'm not going to worry about it.
I've been dealing with some pretty bad pain in my hip bones, and pelvic bones in general (overshare alert!) and it feels like everything is just stretching and spreading apart, but not in a good way. I remember feeling something sort of like this with my first pregnancy, as my body changed to accommodate the expected labour and delivery, however I thought once it changed it was changed for good. Presumably not the case. I also have to pee every twenty minutes, have been trying to conquer some overwhelming headaches, and had the worst sinus problems I've ever had ever (thank you hormones!) Also last night, Matt made a joke that made me laugh so hard it aggressively transitioned into a full-on I'm-not-sad sob fest (seriously, I was looking at him like "Why am I even crying? What is happening to me??")
It sounds a bit like complaining, but honestly, I'm trying to enjoy every minute of this pregnancy (even the tough stuff) because I know it most certainly is my last one. I know that all of this difficult stuff falls away quite easily when I remember how incredible it is to have the opportunity to do this at all, and how above all else I am abundantly grateful for the gift of pregnancy and motherhood, and all of the difficulties and joys and tears it brings. It is an honour and unique blessing to carry this baby, and I'm trying to do my best to remember that and walk with it every day.
Oliver said he felt the baby kick a couple of days ago, though I'm not completely convinced. The baby did in fact kick, and his hand was indeed on the correct location, buuuut I'm just not sure. His reaction didn't seem quite like what I would have thought so I'm not counting it yet. I know that in only a month or so it will be absolutely unmissable and those are the moments I'm dying for. Though for now I'll just take each day, each new challenge, with the respect and patience it deserves, and treasure each tiny moment getting to know this little human. All while I cherish the slightly bigger but still so little humans running around my legs while I make pancakes, kissing me on the mouth for the 100th time today, and calling me "Mommy mommy come look at this!" while I desperately fight the urge to roll my eyes or sigh because I literally just. looked. at. this. onesecondago. What a beautiful messy life.
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