So, we are now into Trimester 3, and oh how different it already is. I had grown quite accustomed to Tri 2: the not-so-tired feeling, the getting bigger but not uncomfortable yet feeling, the no more nausea feeling, the I can feel her move but it's not that strong feeling. Tri 2 was very bearable. Tri 3, however, already starting to worry me. I can happily report that, thus far (knock on wood), I have yet to have the nausea return (oh please oh please oh please say I'm one of the lucky ones that doesn't have the nausea return). But, I've already begun experiencing the exhaustion by the time I reach home after work moments, my ankles and feet are blowing up like balloons (quite often), and my belly continues to grow even though I think each day "There's no way it can get any bigger; I don't think my skin can stretch any further!!" To top it off, this past weekend I began to experience what had only been up-til-now a rumor: the up half the night running to the bathroom preparation for pulling all nighters with baby. I went from waking up maybe 2-3 times a night to waking up once an hour (or so it seems)...starting Friday night. Uggghhhh!! Is it too much to ask for this Mom-To-Be to get a full night's sleep?!?!? My friends joke that it's the preparation phase for when the baby comes, the only difference is: when the baby arrives, I won't be expected to go to an eight hour shift starting the next morning...no, I'm not oblivious to the fact that being a mom is a full time job (I fully understand that), but I figure Baby has to sleep sometime (which means this Mom-To-Be will sleep sometime), not to mention, Grandma has already volunteered to come over regularly to give me some time to get in at least a nap (yeah Mom!!). However, in addition to the now frequent requests from my bladder to be emptied, Baby Webb began to prove last night that she is definitely getting stronger, and last night she was either squished and uncomfortable or she was saying "where's the party?!?!" My husband experienced it too, that is before he rolled over and began "counting sheep"...he was going thru his usual "Hi Baby!! What are you doing?" bedtime ritual of talking to baby and then waiting patiently with his hand on my belly to feel her move, when she began bumping all over the place. Up until now she would usually get in a little bump here, a little swish there, but not last night...it was bump, bump, bump...I think she was throwing her own personal, private inside-Mommy's-belly party. It's cute, though, so I can't truly complain...I actually love feeling her move...reassures me that she's doing ok. I just wish she would get on my schedule and bump bump bump in the middle of the day, instead of in the middle of the night.
Well, off to bed. Maybe I'll actually get a couple of hours in tonight!! Cross your fingers.
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