Seventh Inning Stretch

Okay, so I’m not the world’s biggest baseball fan, but the analogy works for pregnancy. Allow me to demonstrate…

This is the top of the seventh inning (beginning of the seventh month, week 28). For anyone’s who has ever been to a T-Bones game (Kansas City’s minor league team), you know they always have a seventh-inning strrrrrech. Well, this month things are certainly beginning to stretch in my body. I have a nearly-constant pain in my right side that my doc says is something being stretched. Probably won’t go away until the baby drops, or shall I say, bottom of the ninth. Ugh!

Other than that, which is nothing, really, the pregnancy is going great. The baby’s heart beat is perfect, the mommy’s blood pressure and weight gain are good and the papa is doing a great job taking care of us! Sleeping could be a little better, but that has more to do with a certain cat that’s getting ready to get locked in the basement at night. I love having him upstairs with us because he’s cute and cuddly, but in a few months the last thing we’ll all need is a four-legged child to wake us up because it’s play time.

Stay tuned for future updates, which will focus on “What’s In a Name?,” “Trying Not to Break the Baby,” and “The Nursery.”

Week 25

As the holidays came and went, I kept thinking about having an 8-month old baby during the next holiday season. Wow – that’s overwhelming! It was also a little reassuring because all the things I’m anxious about now – labor, delivery, and all the details in between – will be over.

James asked me last night if I’m enjoying being pregnant and I have to say yes, I am very much enjoying being pregnant right now. In fact, I wish I could just have this child live in me for a long time and skip the labor and delivery! In all seriousness, I love feeling and seeing the baby move. It’s such a miracle! The first trimester was disappointing because I wanted to love being pregnant but I was too sick to even like it. Now that I have a little more energy and can actually keep food and liquids down, it’s been great to really focus on the baby.

Speaking of our little miracle, he must know I’m “talking” about him because he just started moving. It’s funny because he has these little routines of being awake and active. Each morning I’m usually at my desk from about 8 to 9 or 10 checking emails and catching up on other computer stuff. He gets really active! In the afternoons he doesn’t come out to play much, but then in the evenings after dinner and errands (again, between 8 and 10’ish) he gets active. I know I've said miracle a lot on this blog, but there's no better word to describe what's happening. A baby truly is miraculous!