More randomness

Thanks to everyone for keeping your comments overwhelmingly positive on Friday’s post. I had expected some flaming and got none. Zero. Bupkis. I appreciate it.

There are a few more things that I wanted to record here to remember this experience before it’s all over, so here goes…

• During the third trimester, I suddenly have dozens of new freckle-like moles on my neck and back. Although perfectly normal in pregnancy, OB says let’s see if they go away after the baby is born, and then I should consider seeing a dermatologist. After a childhood spent at the pool every summer sporting countless, sunscreenless sunburns, this makes me wonder. OB says sometimes you just have to play the odds on these things.
• For a few months, I’ve experienced sometimes severe pain in the groin area. I thought it was just part of the fun and never bothered to ask OB about it. Through the board I read, I found out that it actually has a name - symphysis pubis disorder. For some reason, the pain is always worst when I’ve been in one position for any length of time… like when I’m asleep. So turning over in bed is hell. It really hurts. And I’ve also decided that this is the biggest reason for the waddle discussed earlier.
• Since complaining about the lack of sleep a week or two ago and getting some suggestions from OB, it has gotten better. I decided to go to the Tylenol PM route and I take 1 pill every evening. It doesn’t make me fall sleep as MTB and I can talk for more than an hour after I take one, but it does seem to help me sleep better for up to 5 hours a night, and I’m even dreaming again. Lovin’ it!
• Speaking of dreaming, I had a dream last night that I had the baby at home somehow without pain or gore – just there she was all of a sudden. She even breastfed easily. In the dream, I kept trying to figure out how to get her back in so I could go in for the c/section on Wednesday. For some reason, I didn’t want to disappoint OB and show up at the hospital no longer pregnant.
• I think I may have overdone the nesting yesterday with all the mopping. We have a ton of tile in the house, and it just seemed impossible to let it go one more day without getting a good cleaning. Not only did my hips hurt horribly afterwards, MTB actually had the nerve to come in the house and complain about the smell since I mop the floors with a mixture of vinegar and water (so economical and environmentally friendly – besides, it doesn’t leave a residue like regular cleanser that just makes things sticky and more dirty next time).
• I bought a new robe to wear in the hospital. It’s a long furry blue thing, and I bought it more for coverage and comfort versus anything else. I brought it home and modeled it over my clothes for MTB who made a certain face when I turned sideways. When I asked about the robe accentuating my belly, he said, “It’s not slimming.”
• I love seeing the excitement in MTB’s eyes when he touches my belly. I know the excitement will be different after the baby is born, but sharing the anticipation with him makes me fall in love with him again and again.
  

I’m sure there will be a few things I will miss about being pregnant with the most obvious just feeling the baby move around in my tummy, but at this point, it’s impossible to really know what I might miss. I know for sure there are things that I am so looking forward to enjoying again: 1) Coffee – I gave it up in March when we did the IUI cycle, and I’ve not had a drop since then. I miss Starbucks, although we are probably much better off financially since foregoing the daily $4 coffees. 2) I desperately want an Ahi Tower from Blue Fish. Mmmmmm, I can’t wait to have some sushi again. 3) Wearing something other than the same 4 or 5 maternity outfits. I decided that since I wasn’t working, fashion monotony probably wasn’t going to be a huge issue, and I didn’t feel like investing in clothes that are just so darn ugly. 4) Sleeping my back! I’ve always slept on both sides and my back, and I miss that relaxing stretch that can only be experienced flat on the back.

Two. More. Days.