Week 31 - August 25, 2006
~ 9 Weeks to Go
Well, I did exactly what I told myself that I would not do when I started this journal. I skipped a week. I did not intentionally skip a week, I even started writing my entry for last week, but I just couldn’t get my thoughts together enough to put them on paper. Not that this or any future entry will be any better, I am just struggling with concentration. I suppose that I am experiencing this “Preggo-brain” that I have read so much about.
My doctor’s appointment last week went quite well if I must say so myself. The doctor said that it is perfectly fine that I haven’t gained any weight for the last 7 weeks. As a matter of fact he told me that I have been doing an excellent job with my weight. Now, I haven’t had anyone say that to me in a very long time, so I am feeling pretty good. I also asked him about my lack of appetite. Most nights I just skip dinner because I am still full from lunch. He said that was also normal during the last trimester because the baby is taking up so much room that she is literally squishing my stomach and intestines. I have another doctor’s appointment on Monday, I can’t believe that I will be 8 months already. I am so ready for this baby. I get excited every Monday because that is when my new week starts. Only 9 more weeks to go.
Well, I am finally ready to have that yard sale that I have been talking about. Tomorrow is the big day. I have gathered up so much yard sale fodder that it is ridiculous. Gary has got his work cut out for him. He will be moving all of the stuff out of the house, and we are selling some pretty hefty items. We are selling our old couch, chair, coffee table, Rachel’s old bed, and dresser. I almost feel sorry for him, but then again I don’t. I mean he has given me specific orders to do nothing as far as lifting and moving anything. Of course I am not going to argue with that, I’ll just tip my hat to him, sit on my big bee-hind and say, “yes, sir!” Just chalk it up to a pregnancy advantage.
Okay, so I have been waiting, somewhat patiently, for this elusive “nesting instinct” to kick in. Some people have already been blessed with it in their second trimester, but I haven’t seen hide nor hair of it. I am tired of having no energy all of the time. I will get it won’t I?