Pregnancy Journal :: Week 33
6/25/10 :: day 232
Lately this little boy has been getting the hiccups, and Derek and I LOVE it! Whenever I feel my belly bumping I call Derek over and we get the biggest kick out of feeling him hiccup. The best way I can explain how his hiccups feel is that they are like feeling your heart beat with your hand on your chest, but just a little bit stronger.
(1:00pm) Note to self: do not eat Bogie’s Deli while pregnant. It really tears up your stomach. It causes you to have to do things at work you never wanted to do. That’s an at home only activity PEOPLE!
(2:04pm) My stomach has the hiccups. I love it!
Super scooper excited about tomorrow. Tomorrow I have my second baby shower for Grayson and on Sunday…a third. We are so lucky to be loved by so many people.
6/29/10 :: day 236
I have decided my most hated part of pregnancy right now is getting in and out of the car. When I sit in the car it’s more like I just fall or plop into the seat, and trying to get out….that’s…. Trying to get out of the car is worse than getting/plopping in the dang thing. I have to rock myself and find something to give me leverage like the center console or the steering wheel. While doing this I have to be careful not to push on anything too hard, too much, or else I’ll end up bending or breaking something.
Over the weekend I had two showers, and although the showers were amazing they wore my butt out! Seriously, Saturday was the 1st shower and I was pooped that night. The next morning at church I could barely stay awake. I had to come home and take a nap before my shower that afternoon. After the shower on Sunday afternoon, I was wiped. I haven’t been that pooped since my 1st trimester. Let’s put it this way…I was still so tired on Monday I called into work. Functioning was not going to happen that day.
6/30/10 :: day 237
Bending over is becoming a HUGE task for me these days. I find myself depending on Derek to help me out with simple tasks more and more. Sometimes I am so pooped when it’s time to get out of the car I have to call him over and have him offer me his hand like Prince Charming helping Cinderella out of the carriage. And it totally looks just like that except for the fact that Cinderell-i is knocked up. Maybe that’s why her wicked step mother locked her in the attic.
