It is April 27th today, in case you lack a calendar. Even if you are in possession of a calendar, you may still be confused because it is SNOWING here in Edmonton. Not only that, but this bébé is still very comfortable in utero. I don't know why this surprises me, what with the snow and the due date being a week away, but it does! This waiting is killing me. And so are the many phone calls and texts of well meaning family and friends "checking in". The nesting has come to an abrupt halt, and yesterday I spent all morning napping and all afternoon feeling bad about napping all morning. I know what you're going to say: "Enjoy it, soon you'll be run ragged!" Somehow that doesn't help! So for now, it's just me and my anxieties waiting and waiting. Latest anxiety? My weight gain has slowed from a steady two or three pounds a week down to one pound two weeks ago, and a pound lost last week. Also, my fundal height has stalled out at a 37 week measurement for the past three weeks. My doctor says it's not a cause for concern, and I guess I can be glad that the baby won't be a nine pounder. Still though, the snow, waiting, and anxiety do not a happy combination make! I'm just going to bundle up in a blanket and watch this commercial on repeat. And on mute. One of my friends pointed out that while easy on the eyes, his voice is actually quite annoying. And she's right! Also, my mom doesn't like his hair. Quit ruining my simple pleasures, people!
I am exhausted today! I haven't felt this tired since the first trimester when I fell asleep on our friend's couch, strawberry flavoured beer in hand (What?! I didn't know about the new life that was blossoming yet! And I didn't even finish the beer because of the narcolepsy). I think today's exhaustion is the fault of the blood thirsty technicians at my local Dynalife lab. That or the crash that followed the unpalatable orange drink they forced me to drink. Either way, I'm hoping that was the second last needle I'll have to endure this pregnancy, and that this fatigue is temporary. Speaking of symptoms of pregnancy, I've been very fortunate. No nausea or vomiting, swelling (yet) or hemorrhoids, but there are a couple of side effects that I could do without. I've already bored you by detailing at length the absentmindedness that is plaguing me, but there are a couple of new ones. A crippling back ache that crops up only when I'm trying to sleep (perhaps another reason for the tiredness) and the several times daily nose bleeds that appear anytime I inhale too sharply or touch my nose. Drawing on his sports background, Jimmy has suggested the use of a certain feminine hygiene product to staunch the flow from my nose so that I might keep both hands free and be able to carry on as my productive self. A practical and attractive solution! Another gem from James of late? While looking at my blog stats page, he noted: "Stalled out at 19 followers, I see!" Anyways, because I am experiencing a lack of motivation today, some mindless entertainment for you. Enjoy this while I take my post in front of the PVR to catch up with this week's proceedings on The Bachelor.
How does he make even crows' feet and brow furrows look good?
