The Ups of Pregnancy

While waiting out the final five weeks before our son's arrival, I'm enjoying the "ups" of pregnancy:


The heat is up: And I thought it was hot in April. Our sweaty little city is reaching 100+ degrees in the late afternoon these days, and the humidity is so bad it can make you feel like you've been swimming in a pool full of bathwater the moment you step out the door. And that's for people that are not currently a walking incubator, weighing more than they ever have before...

The weight is up: Several months ago, I couldn't fathom putting on 30 pounds. I'm now at pound 32, which my doctor assures me is not fat, but baby and water retention. Which brings me to....

Swelling up: Fingers and toes are starting to get puffy, so I spend the better part of the evening with my feet propped on a pillow and....

Eating up: Hello, appetite! Where have you been all my life? No new cravings to report except that I want everything to be cold. The list of foods I have put in the freezer has increased exponentially over the past few months. You'd be surprised what tastes good frozen: bananas, oranges (you have to catch them before they freeze all the way) and chocolate milk are topping my list right now (not at the same time, though). Our ice cube trays no longer hold ice--they hold various types of juice which are so yummy frozen.

And, because I know you're wondering, there are some things that don't work well frozen. Like Snickers or Starbursts, which get too hard to chew.

Of course, every time I eat, our little guy gets....


Hiccups: I started feeling these about a month ago and now they happen all the time. They make me laugh, because baby hiccups are the cutest-sounding thing in the world. Which makes me wonder--if a baby hiccups in the womb, and you can't hear him, is he really making noise?

Speaking of the little man. We're not so sure he's still....

Bottom up: At my last check up, the doctor was unsure if he was still head down. It seems like our son is getting ready for his Cirque Du Soleil contortionist audition and has wedged himself in my tummy sideways, with his head aiming at my left hip and his knees and feet pointing towards my right armpit. She said we weren't to worry about his positioning yet, and I think he may have moved since then, since I am feeling his kicks, pokes and nudges in some different places these days. So instead of worrying about what direction he's pointing, I've been busying myself with....


Setting up: Ah, let the nesting begin. Actually, I can't take much of the credit here--Husband and my Mom have been doing most of the heavy lifting while I perch somewhere and be bossy. We still have a little ways to go, but the nursery is now looking less like a free-for-all room full of excess to a room where a baby might actually be comfortable. And even though I have all this help, it doesn't keep me from being....

Uptight: My obsessive nature has been accelerated by being pregnant. Luckily, I have a mother who understands my need to have the Tupperware cabinet organized right this second and a husband who doesn't blink when I organize his side of the closet by shirt type, and then by color. Okay, it's not just his shirts. It's his socks, too. Alright, alright...it's the whole closet. Everyone has been very patient with me, because overall....


The excitement level is up: Every day brings us closer to meeting the newest addition!