26 weeks 0 days
I've got a few days until I'm officially 3rd trimester, but I definately feel like I'm crossing that threshold. Ever since the wedding, baby has been increasingly active. It's to the point where his activity keeps me from sleeping soundly. He's been hanging out low, so I haven't felt any jabs to the ribs yet (although I've gotten some ill aimed kicks to the hip bone). He's definately rolling around for a good 10 minutes at a time before going to sleep for a couple hours.
I've gotten increasingly achey all over. My feet hurt when I'm on them too long, a good walk causes round ligament pain around the bump, my boobs are going through a growth spurt (and already leaking), and my poor back gets the brunt end of the acheyness. My acid reflux is barely contained by the Zantac (although there hasn't been anymore vomitting thanks to its help) and contributes partly to the sleep deprivation. I just can't stay comfortable no matter how I lie or sit down. Flipping sides in the night becomes its own affair as I'll occassionally pull something in the process or the movement will wake baby and get him kicking. He hates when I'm on my left side for whatever reason.
I finally feel like I'm round enough for strangers to notice I'm pregnant. They don't say anything because they don't want to be rude if I'm actually not pregnant, but I love getting to flaunt the bump. However much I love the bump though, I'm going to love more getting to show off my baby. :)
Next week is the dreaded glucose test for gestational diabetes. I can't eat at all that morning, and they have to draw blood an hour after drinking a glucose solution. I'm expecting to also be told it's time to count kicks. I don't think that part will be any problem. I just hope I'm over this dratted cold before then. Here's to hoping for a "boring" pregnancy without anymore scares so I can blog more about planned parenting styles than complications.
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