Actually I've been neglecting my blog by hanging out on forums with other pregnant women. It's been fun, but I think I'm sick of it now. Too much of anything bores me to death.
*sigh*
Thought I'd spare myself rambling because there hasn't been anything new to write about. Bob has been all up in my ribs lately and not in a nice way. I can't sleep at night because when I sleep on my left side his feet/foot gets wedged in my rib. And he doesn't like me sleeping on my right side. If I do he kicks up a fuss and won't settle down until I change positions. Even if he's asleep, the moment I lie on my right side he'll wake up and start thrashing around.
He's still kicking hard, where he gets the room to do that, I have no idea. But his acrobatics seems to have returned full swing after that brief lull of both of us thinking he'd run out of space. They hurt too. So vigorous, sometimes it literally feels like he's about to bust out through my skin. One of these days I'm going to wake up to find a foot hanging out of my mouth. Strong kid Masha'Allah!
I've been having contractions. A few weeks ago I didn't really know they were Braxton Hicks. I didn't feel the tightening at all. But lately it's getting more painful. Not so painful that I can't cope, only noticeably so. It's on and off. I could get like 5 or 6 in an hour, then nothing for the next day or two.
I'm trying to be active, but it's hard with my SPD and the shitty way I've been feeling lately. I had a bout of flu that turned into a bacterial infection. Then I had conjunctivitis and had to be put on antibiotics. I have this cough that has refused to go away. I was pooing a lot too. Could go up to 5 times a day but it wasn't diarrhea-ish in consistency. Could have been an infection or could be I'm running out of room, who knows. Eitherways I can't wait for Bob to make his grand exit.
I think Nature pushes you to a point where you get so fed up you want it to be over and done with ASAP. I used to scoff at other pregnant women moaning about how they couldn't wait for the baby to come out already. Now I understand exactly how they feel.
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Thankfully I was able to whip up some more things for myself. I made a nursing pillow as well as a nursing cover using stuff I had lying round the house, reckon I've saved myself over £50. I've done most of Bob's basic shopping. I'll do more shopping after his Aqiqah. I figure people will give us gifts, so wouldn't want to duplicate things. All that's left now is a his towel, some flannels and my Aqiqah outfit. Yey!
*sigh*
Thought I'd spare myself rambling because there hasn't been anything new to write about. Bob has been all up in my ribs lately and not in a nice way. I can't sleep at night because when I sleep on my left side his feet/foot gets wedged in my rib. And he doesn't like me sleeping on my right side. If I do he kicks up a fuss and won't settle down until I change positions. Even if he's asleep, the moment I lie on my right side he'll wake up and start thrashing around.
He's still kicking hard, where he gets the room to do that, I have no idea. But his acrobatics seems to have returned full swing after that brief lull of both of us thinking he'd run out of space. They hurt too. So vigorous, sometimes it literally feels like he's about to bust out through my skin. One of these days I'm going to wake up to find a foot hanging out of my mouth. Strong kid Masha'Allah!
I've been having contractions. A few weeks ago I didn't really know they were Braxton Hicks. I didn't feel the tightening at all. But lately it's getting more painful. Not so painful that I can't cope, only noticeably so. It's on and off. I could get like 5 or 6 in an hour, then nothing for the next day or two.
I'm trying to be active, but it's hard with my SPD and the shitty way I've been feeling lately. I had a bout of flu that turned into a bacterial infection. Then I had conjunctivitis and had to be put on antibiotics. I have this cough that has refused to go away. I was pooing a lot too. Could go up to 5 times a day but it wasn't diarrhea-ish in consistency. Could have been an infection or could be I'm running out of room, who knows. Eitherways I can't wait for Bob to make his grand exit.
I think Nature pushes you to a point where you get so fed up you want it to be over and done with ASAP. I used to scoff at other pregnant women moaning about how they couldn't wait for the baby to come out already. Now I understand exactly how they feel.
*
Thankfully I was able to whip up some more things for myself. I made a nursing pillow as well as a nursing cover using stuff I had lying round the house, reckon I've saved myself over £50. I've done most of Bob's basic shopping. I'll do more shopping after his Aqiqah. I figure people will give us gifts, so wouldn't want to duplicate things. All that's left now is a his towel, some flannels and my Aqiqah outfit. Yey!
