It’s the final countdown for Baby Lyman’s arrival! Crazy, I know! I’m due on Friday, but as I said before, I’m okay waiting until Monday night/Tuesday for my favorite midwife to get back from her big conference up north. But not any longer, okay??
As of this week, I am finally starting to understand why almost every woman that’s ever been pregnant says the last week or so is the hardest and most dreadful. I don’t feel dreadful by any means. I’m pretty lucky to still be feeling pretty great 90% of the time. But am I sleeping comfortably? No. Do my hips feel like they are going to snap in half any second? Yes. Am I enjoying the fact that, no matter how much I eat, I am ALWAYS hungry? No. Do I love having 4-hour spells of consistent minute-long, ten-minutes-apart contractions every single night just for them to completely stop and have nothing happen? No. Don’t make me go through that every night for a weeeeeeeeek.
But I’m doing good.
The other day, I was at the dog park, as I am every evening around 6pm, without fail (Nelly’s got to get her exercise, and my 9-month-pregnant self can’t help her with that anymore… obviously). One of my “dog park friends” (yes, I’m one of those people now….) commented on how he couldn’t believe I was only a few days away from my due date, because every full-term pregnant woman he had ever known was really grumpy and so ready to be done at this point. He said, “You’re just too cheerful!”. Haha! That made me happy to hear, actually. I’m trying to be just that – cheerful. And patient. I mean, it could still be another two weeks, for heaven’s sake! No use being grumpy for two whole weeks, just because I’m impatient. That’d be exhausting. Plus, I’ve got plenty of things to be cheerful about and nothing worth being grumpy over.
I’ve been trying really hard to eliminate ANY and all negativity from my life this past week or so, as we’ve been preparing to welcome a baby into our home. I’ve been avoiding things/people that might bring any negativity into my life, and let me tell you – it’s not as easy as it sounds! Along with life just happening (people I know and love unexpectedly passing away at far too young an age, for one), it seems pretty inevitable that people, even random strangers, can ALWAYS find negative things to say to pregnant women. WHY DO THEY FEEL THE NEED TO DO THAT?? The “oh-just-you-wait-until-[insert difficult pregnancy/birth/parenting topic]“, or the “let-me-tell-you-all-the-horrible-things-that-happened-to-me-when-I-gave-birth”, or my favorite: “you’re-birthing-outside-of-a-hospital-what?-You’re-definitely-crazy-and-going-to-die”. People, I can’t afford having your negative vibes around me right now. I’m bringing a brand new, special, sweet baby to this earth and I need to think only happy thoughts! It’s really important to me that my home is a restful, bright, happy place where the Spirit can be felt, and where no negativity whatsoever is allowed inside. I can do this.
Today we had what very well could have been our last prenatal midwife appointment before we go in to deliver! That’s a pretty exciting thought! Everything looked good according to the midwives. They are always so surprised to hear that I have hardly experienced any issues with swollen hands/feet, that I have a big appetite still, and that my blood pressure is, well, perfect (bragging rights). And whenever they check the baby’s heart-rate, without fail, he always gets really excited when they move him around and his heart rate spikes a teeny bit. It always makes us laugh that he’s kind of a nervous little fella. I guess he just doesn’t like to be jostled! She checked my cervix and I’m only dilated to 1 cm and 50% effaced, which is good news since we all want him to take his time. Honestly, things couldn’t possibly be going any better! Well, besides that fact that I’ve gained 2 whole pounds since Friday…. As in 5-days-ago Friday. I’m officially up 32 lbs from my pre-pregnancy weight… Uh…. What? Haha. If you know how small I am, you know that’s quite a bit for me. So please excuse my new double chin. :))) (< double chin smiley). I’m still going to eat three dinners every night, as long as Baby has any say.
Our pre-baby checklist is pretty much complete, too! Being the OCD list-maker that I am, this pleases me. We’ve got all three of our bags packed, we gave our spare key to the dog-sitter, we’re finished reading the birthing books that we really wanted/needed to finish, we’ve got our “contraction timer” apps installed on our phones, I’ve got a couple freezer dinners already made, Baby’s clothes and other things are washed and neatly folded in his drawers, we practice our relaxation techniques often, I clean the house daily in anticipation that tomorrow-might-be-the-day-and-the-house-HAS-to-be-perfectly-clean. Now we just need to clean the inside of the car and install the car seat, and I think that’s it! And on Saturday night, Jake’s mom flies in to town. I am so anxious for her to get here! Once she’s here, everything will feel a little more real. I still can’t believe this is happening sometimes!
In other news, I pretty much want to boycott clothing.
Oh, and in other other news, I joined Instagram. Yes, I finally caved, *groan*, and gave into peer pressure (Amanda, Hannah, Autumn… I’m talking to you!), so now you can find me @jacquielyman. I used hashtags (click for funny video) for the first time ever in my life the other day and felt pretty ridiculous. Haha. Do I sound like your grandma? Anyway, expect your IG news feeds to be SWARMED with a bazillion baby photos soon, because I am shamelessly going to post like 10 a day. Watch me. #you’vebeenwarned (see what I did there?, wait, I mean #seewhatIdidthere?)
A couple Instagram “selfies” for your enjoyment. (Also a first time taking a mirror selfie like this… I’m growing up in the world! Either that, or I’m becoming more vain.. Ha!) You should know that I nearly put myself into labor getting these boots on. I literally had to wait for Jake to get home to get them off. The things we do for Fall fashions.
Jake is the best husband. Seriously. He painted my toenails for me, which I can no longer reach, so they look pretty for the birth. He did a pretty good job. AND he didn’t even complain! Husband points!
I’ll keep you updated as best I can these next few days!
PS – Besides adding a new baby to our family, we have some other pretty huge life changes coming up! Stay tuned.