32 Weeks

32 weeks, also known as 80% of the way there!

I used to think she'd make her arrival early, but now I'm not so sure. I think I need to prepare myself for an overdue baby so I don't hate my life if November 9 rolls around and she's still comfy in the womb. W thinks she'll be early based on her activity level -- "She wants out." Maybe I should start a pool. :)

Last Sunday Lucy finally broke free of the crazy position she found herself in last week. Thank GOD because oh my it hurt so bad. She's such a strong little girl. By Sunday I was practically crying out of frustration and pain. I have my fingers crossed she doesn't do anything similar or start doing the under-the-ribs kicks.

I made a tiny bit more progress on the nursery; After I put together the glider the other night, I sat there with my tank pushed up above my belly (klassy, I know) and just sat in amazement. There are so many times lately this all feels so surreal -- I've always thought about what it might be like to be pregnant and to be planning for a child, but now that I'm LIVING it... I still can't wrap my head around it. I can look down and see a visible pregnant body that is completely unfamiliar to me, and then I think about the result of this and it boggles my mind that much more. I'm going to be a mommy. Well, I AM a mommy now. I feel like a 13-year-old girl half the time, yet I'm going to have a daughter to raise in under two months. I have so many fears and anxieties about parenthood as I'm sure first-time moms often do. I try not to think about labor. I have to just hope that things go as well as can be and that Lucy and I remain healthy throughout.

I have a busy week ahead of me which include being a bridesmaid at an out of town wedding, going out of town a few days later for a conference, and then having my family/friends shower the next day. If my body can make it through all this excitement, I'll be amazed and grateful! I've really slowed down now and walking more than 20 steps is just plain annoying. I feel like all my organs are pushed together up to my throat. But through it all, I am enjoying pregnancy -- quite the contradiction, huh? Because I know that my days are numbered with it being just me and Lucy, where I don't have to share her with anyone. Selfish, yes. But I hear that's a trait common in moms. :)

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