In a really cruel twist of fate, I think my nausea is returning. It’s not precisely the same kind of nausea that had me leaning over a toilet for 4 months, but you know. Feeling like puking kind of sucks no matter what “kind” it is. I believe it’s simply from the pressure… the pressure against my stomach from the baby, and all the gas that is floating around in there. I swear, this morning I woke up, sat up, burped, and then just lightly patted my belly as if I was burping a baby so I could let out some more terrific burps. And it really didn’t feel good. (Of course, part of the not feeling good about it could be from the, “Oh no, not again!” thoughts…)

I am sounding quite terrible now. The wheezing going on from my stuffed nose is driving me nuts. I can hear myself breathe. And not just when I’m trying to sleep… when I’m puttering around the kitchen cooking, I’m wheezing! And stopping to catch my breath, since I have to work pretty hard to get enough oxygen in.

It’s amazing how much the belly has changed in just a week or two…. at least in how it feels. It’s LUMPY now, pretty much all the time. I used to be able to feel a foot or knee sometimes, once in a while a hard section that I assume was his back. But now there’s always SOME kind of lump or angle. I’m actually having problems identifying my BH contractions because sometimes a huge section of my belly is hard so I think it’s a BH… then I realize it’s soft on the top and bottom so it’s got to be his back or something pressing forward. It’s insane. I don’t think I’m at the point where other people can notice body parts yet though, not unless he’s REALLY pushing out hard with his feet.

The movements are getting… uncomfortable. I am frequently to be seen making faces and holding my belly. It’s not the same reason I used to hold my belly, in the “Awww, he’s kicking!” kind of wonderous way. No, now it’s an, “OW, get that foot back IN there!” and trying to push him back in.

I have noticed a lot more discomfort lately, to be honest. Just how he sits or how he’s pushing makes my belly ache frequently. The other day at work I was sitting at the desk for a while and when I stood up something shifted or twanged inside and I let out a bit of a yelp and froze for a second. Don’t know what it was, but it caught me off-guard.

I’m also getting a couple of very very light cervical/vaginal cramps this week. Not very frequently, but every once in a while (maybe once or twice a day, if that) I can feel a very light cramping. Just enough to make a mental note of.

Bending over is becoming an… issue. I am finding it far easier to actually get down on my hands and knees to plug something in, rather than bending over. It’s not exactly that my belly feels bigger and more in my way than it was – but rather that it’s a lot more sensitive. Bending over pushes him into my organs and causes me to feel very nauseated and uncomfortable. It still catches me off-guard.

Speaking of catching me off-guard… our basement door usually has stuff piled in front of it, and to avoid moving all that stuff 10 times a day we move just enough of it to open the door partway and slip through. So yesterday I open the door turn sideways and… get wedged. Oh yeah, the belly. LOL! I had a good laugh at myself for that one.

Joints aren’t bugging me, though… everyone talks about feeling “looser” and clicking and popping and I just don’t have that (yet)…. my hips aren’t even aching that bad at night anymore – guess I figured out how to sleep? Although I keep waking up on my back for some reason. I now sleep with a pillow on either side of my body, so that when I roll onto my back I’m half propped up by a pillow so I’m not FLAT on my back at least.

Nearly 35 weeks. I do not really want to think about how close to “full term” that is. I’m still trying to think in terms of due date, which means 5 weeks instead of 2. Much easier to handle. Although the idea of going for over a month more… well I can certainly see how this is going to get really uncomfortable. But as the midwife told me on Friday, “We hope you get a little uncomfortable at the end – it’s nature’s way of making you ready to get this baby out!” I am a bit glad that I have only 2 weeks until I’m considered “full term” though – because for some reason this past week I’ve gotten nervous about going into preterm labor. Once I’m full term I don’t have to worry about that and can just take any contractions I have as they come and not be concerned about calling the doctor, going to triage and being put on medication to stop it. Once I’m full term I can just sit back and wait things out. And that will be nice.

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My moods have been totally whacked out this week – which I can now attribute to running out of my anti-depressant (snowstorm, was delayed getting to pharmacy to pick up refill). Normally running out means I’m a shakey, anxiety-ridden, teary mess and it’s easy for me to spot. This week, however, that was not the reaction I had. This time I turned into a raving bitch. Every. Little. Thing. PISSED ME OFF. The dogs, the cats, the house, the husband… every little thing that was out of place sent me into a very bad mood. It was miserable!! I am SO GLAD I’m feeling normal again after getting my meds. I don’t know how I could have handled being a raving lunatic for another month! I felt so bad for the furkids. :( Yes they were being assholes, but they didn’t deserve a crazy mommy.

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ETA: Yeah. Nausea is back. Helloooooo toilet. Please tell me this is a short-lived thing? Maybe I just ate something that didn’t agree with me? Right?? But at least this time I had enough foresight to stuff toilet paper between my legs while puking, so I didn’t pee all over myself…