on the plus side, though, baby has finally turned, and has assumed proper exit position. That doesn't mean the kid can't turn back, but it's unlikely at this point. If baby hadn't decided to cooperate, I was looking at an ultrasound with an attempt at version, or a scheduled C-section if things continued to be upside down- both things I wanted to avoid if possible. Good baby.
Junior is still quite active, even with the space restrictions. My belly continues to writhe and bulge with the movements of its inhabitant. It's just a lot more uncomfortable when there are tiny feet and/or knees jammed up into my ribcage. Up til the recent turn, baby also delighted in kicking me in the crotch (please note: In office meetings, it's hard to explain why you have a startled look on your face when the above is the cause).
One negative- up til 2 weeks ago, I'd had pretty much no stretchmarks. Between then and now, the whole bottom of my belly got stripey. At this point I can't even see the bottom of my belly, so I don't often have to see it, just in places with mirrors.
counterbalancing positive? I still seem to be carrying in a fairly compact fashion. I always hated those women who appeared to have swallowed basketballs, just because I knew I would never be able to be that cute while pregnant...yet somehow I managed to be one of them (crap, does this mean I hate myself?). If you walked up behind me, you might wonder if I'd put on a couple pounds, but you wouldn't be able to tell that I'm pregnant.
so, overall, pretty happy, but I'm getting to the point where I'm just ready to be done. We have to set up the baby's room yet (though we won't have the furniture for a couple weeks) and finish some minor renovations to the living room. Anyone want to come paint? We have a new couch on the way, probably just in time for my water to break all over it. I'm all set to begin training my sub at work, hopefully I can pass along enough info in the time I have left so things won't implode while I'm out. I'm not so worried about what's going to happen while I'm gone (I won't care, I'll be at home with a warm fuzzy baby), more about how big of a mess I'm going to have to clean up when I return. It took me nearly 2 years to get things to the point where they run pretty smoothly; I really don't want to take a step backwards.
now, if you'll excuse me, I have some drawers to line with contact paper, and fabric to cut for baby quilts.
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