T-Minus One Week, One Day and Counting

So we’re getting settled into our new place. It’s quite nice although it creaks a lot and the pipes ping when the heating goes on lol. When we first moved it, we got the feeling that it had been left vacant for a while because there was just a light layer of dust and grime over everything. So  I’ve been attacking windowsills and doors (with spatters on them) and counter tops, etc. Getting my nesting groove on. I’ve also bought us a sofa, coffee table, dining table and chairs, bookshelves (yes, plural because we have THAT many books!), a chest of drawers and a desk. It helped that the Hubs’ company actually ended their business year with a profit, so everyone got their annual bonus. Thank you, God!

We’ve had to quit our church because the commute was too horrendous. But we’ve joined the same church that Julie and Gav attend so we’ll get to see them a lot more and the kiddos too. We went with the Hubs’ parents on Mother’s Day (in March over here, not May) for the first time and had a lovely time and then back to he Urq’s home for a braai! And the weather was awesome too! But now it’s cooled (yet) again and it looks like Easter will be wet. Sigh. I can’t wait for summer. Literally. I can’t. I won’t. I demand summer to appear AND stick around for a decent interval this year!

I look at my belly pics and think I look quite pregnant but the other day I went to the Dr because I had an ear infection and when double checking that the meds she gave me were okay to take while pregnant, she just looked at me and asked “You’re pregnant?” Um, hello! And then she asked “How far along, 20 weeks?” Yeah, try 37. As in FULL TERM. As in I could technically pop at any moment.

But I also don’t feel super pregnant. There is a pregnancy forum I am a member of and all the ladies due this month are complaining how they are just about OVER the novelty of pregnancy and just want it over with already and can-someone-please-explain-just-what-the-heck-is-going-on-with-my-ankles?! But I’m still doing fine with very little heartburn and I have to admit, I don’t wake up at all during the night to pee (but I know I am drinking enough) while they’re complaining of 7-8 trips a night.

But the baby is squirming like crazy all the time now since he’s running out of room in there. It’s weird. It’s no longer like bumps and kicks, he’s clearly shifting around and I’ll get a little swell and it’ll roll from one side of my stomach to the other. FREAKY O.o And he seems to prefer my left side. Probably because there isn’t a liver to get in his way of playing.

My parents arrive tomorrow (with one week left till my due date) and they’ll stay for 2 weeks. So if baby decides to play ball right, they’ll be here a week before to help me prepare and then a week after to help me stay sane. BECAUSE OH MY GOD, I’M HAVING MYSELF A FRIGGEN BABY! Like, a REAL one. Not a baby DOLL. This is for real. And it’s soon. Real soon. Real baby, really soon.

As crazy as that is to get my brain wrapped around, I’m still not feeling very nervous about going into labor since I have no clue what to expect. Even hearing other people’s experiences doesn’t help because everyone experiences it differently and so I’m pretty much guaranteed to not have a labor like theirs. We’re just praying for quick and not too painful. I don’t think that’s asking too much, right? Well, I guess we’ll just have to wait and see how it goes.