32, finally

Closer and closer every day... And I'm getting a tad excited about it being all over and finally meeting this guy. Not to mention, to be able to walk without feeling like my pelvis is going to split in two. Same problem I had when I was pregnant with G Jr. I swear I was going to snap in half. But then again, I didn't feel that way until about 36 weeks along. Plus, I carried G Jr. more outward than I'm carrying GIII. Still got a big belly, but comparing my current stature to photos from the same time period when I was pregnant with G Jr, and my belly stood out a lot further the first time around. GIII is more up and down.

It wouldn't surprise me if I wasn't suffering from overly slack bones at the moment. There's a technical term for it, but damned if I can remember it at the moment. My neck seems to crack and pop moreso than before, and I swear that when I try to stretch my arms and chest, I can sometimes feel my ribs pull apart ever so slightly. That might also just be me being a tad over sensitive to my own current state. Not like I have a load to focus on when I can't move around.

My stamina has gone straight down the tubes. I've been allowed to do a little more activity than before, considering I'm closer to my due date than they figured I'd get, plus the fact that my cervix has behaved all this time. So on Saturday, I walked from the car to the bookstore to get myself a copy of the new Harry Potter book. All of maybe 50 feet? And I had to sit after I paid for the book (good thing the food court is right outside of the bookstore in the mall we went to). I remember doing groceries the day before G Jr was born. Although my back hurt (little did I know that I was in early labor), I had the stamina to go up and down all the isles and push the cart. And now I can't even walk from the car to the bookstore. A part of me (the part that's hating the heat at the moment, oddly enough) hopes the weather stays nice for quite some time, so that when I bring GIII home, I can take him in a stroller for walks and hopefully regain some of my pep. Yeah, I wasn't an energetic individual before all this. My motto was "Running is an unnatural act, except from enemies or to the bathroom." But this getting winded and dizzy walking BS is driving me nuts. And its really not helping the bedrest thing. I don't think it would bother me so much if I could get off bedrest and be able to go back to normal. Knowing that I can't irks me, especially considering how much energy I'll need with two boys under one roof.

We took G Jr to one of my ultrasound appointments so he could see his brother. He knows his brother is in Mommy's tummy, but he doesn't seem to believe it much. So we thought it would help him believe and understand it. And so, Gunther brings him into the room after the technician checked out all they had to. First thing out of G Jr's mouth? "Where's the knife to make the hole in your tummy Mom?" So much for the 3 days of explaining to him how ultrasounds work. But when the tech was showing him his brother, he got all quiet like when he met my friend's newborn. She did a good job of making him understand what he was seeing. GIII had his hand up infront of his face, and she told him that he was giving him a high 5. G Jr smiled and high 5'ed the air towards the monitor. Mind you, after the experience, I wished I brought him in months earlier to see his brother, when there was more room for his brother to move and so he'd get a better image. However, since then, he's hugged my belly daily out of the blue. He still keeps asking when his brother will come, so his concept of time hasn't improved, but he's getting more excited.

And so am I for reasons mentioned above... Mind you, that will change afterwards and I'll be excited to get a full night's sleep.