NOW I am officially in the third trimester, and feeling it all the way. I'm back to restless sleep and some discomfort in the sense of trying to find a sleep position that doesn't put at least one body part to sleep in that awful, stabbing acupuncture-y sense of the word. I've awakened two out of the last three nights a charley horse in one of my calves, and I'm beginning to realize that the reason why I didn't swell out of my rings and shoes during my pregnancy with N had nothing to do with me and everything to do with the fact that it was sub-zero temperatures. Now, as I experience pregnancy in 80+ degree heat, it seems like my body is inflating a little more every day. And finally, while I am still experiencing the awesomeness that is nesting and getting a lot done when I'm doing it, I also pay dearly for my exertions afterwards in leg/ foot/ hip/ back pain and even a few painful contractions (which do subside with rest and water thank goodness).
I guess it's a good thing that our major home projects are coming to a close. I have big plans to do very little (comparatively) in June and to instead spend my days enjoying our little family of three before Deux makes his/ her entrance. I also plan on sucking it up and hiring some house cleaning services in celebration of the end of construction. In the meantime, we finally reassembled the crib and the nursery is starting to look like a real room again.
Bookshelves have been repainted white, and Deux has his/ her own throw pillow, swaddling blanket, and non-breakable lamp. An ottoman and rug will come later after we figure out who is joining our family. But more nursery details in general to come later.
Deux already has a small collection of pacifiers all his/ her own.
Hat or headband? I can't wait to find out!
In productive pre-baby news, Deux, you're on my mind often now. I love wondering when and how you will make your arrival, and I have enjoyed little as much as I love the moments that I've spent in your nursery and the little purchases I've made with just you in mind. I even laid out your Coming Home outfit in the crib to help myself envision you on the outside and in our home. I was terrified to kiss your sister for the first few weeks but you, little one, don't stand a chance. We're going to cover you in love from the first moment we lock eyes because we know that first of all, you're stronger than you will look and secondly, we know firsthand of the awesomeness to come as we live and love and grow with you. It's an experience that is well worth every single discomfort of pregnancy and labor.
Oh yeah, and even now-- in the throes of the third trimester-- I'd totally do this all again, and hopefully I will have the chance. In contrast to my pregnancy with N, where people just loved to tell me that I didn't know what I was getting myself into and that I'd better ______ before baby came because I would never be able to ______ again, this time they are more curious about a potential Baby #3. Which strikes me as weird, considering that Deux isn't even here yet. Nonetheless, my feelings on the matter have remained unwavering-- bring it on, future Baby #3. Just not for a few years.
For now, my mind is on you, Deux. The countdown is on-- you could be here in just a few weeks, and I cannot wait to meet you.
P.S.- You don't have a name. I think that this time we're going to have to see your face before we make that decision. Hopefully you don't look too bizarre right after birth. :)