Milieu of Me

So the last couple days Mr. Feebus and I have been struggling a little bit. I’ve come to another transitional point in my pregnancy…the last one was about two months ago.

This is a time when my tummy feels really full, I feel horrible tired, heartburny, poopless and uncomfortable.

***Please be advised I will never speak of my own poop status on my blog AGAIN.***

On Saturday I will be 32 weeks, or eight months pregnant. I have four weeks left until we find out what kind of a birth I’m having but I will tell you right now it’s a c-section. The only place this child is interested in moving to is my rib cage and it will be a fight to the finish to get him not to move there.

I have made fun of pregnant people who talk about how uncomfortable they are and hated them because they didn’t know how much I WOULD LOVE RIB kicking if I could just have a little baby.

*sigh*

Yes God, I get it.

This baby is MAD today.

Today he figured out that he’s big, and mommy’s uterus, not so much. He spent the entire day push himself up into my ribs, kicking and pushing every hurty point along the way. There is PLENTLY OF ROOM IN MY PEVLIS FEEBUS WHICH IS WHERE YOUR LITTLE HEAD IS SUPPOSED TO BE. But no…he doesn’t like to hang out there, which is evident by my mishappen tummy…..that is large and round and now in the way and making it impossible for me to do things like sit up.

He won’t let me sit comfortably at work anymore either, demanding more space on the right side of my body. Space that is not there for him to have.

He instead lays diagonally accross my uterus, pushing on my pelvic bones or my ribs making it impossible to be comfortable unless lying down. And Feebus expects me to lie down, IMMEDIATLEY and when mommy didn’t bend to his will today she paid for it. And when mommy did lay down, he took his sweet time getting comfortable and then making her pay some more.

This little child has my temper and Greg’s silliness and that my friends is a scary combination. I cannot imagine what we’ve created, but if this is any indication of the fun to come I cannot wait. Although tired and exhausted today, I felt my baby move almost all day. My body is growing a baby, and I’m going to birth it and then take care of it.

SO WEIRD.