So, to celebrate my survival through this fist day of a horrible week, here are some things that you should know. . .
* My tits feel like they are full of cement - heavy and lumpy. Sexy, right?
* It has officially happened. I am more tired of being pregnant than I am worried about a preterm birth.
* Kick counts are relatively painless for me. This kid is so active that it usually only takes a couple minutes to feel 10 movements. I will be surprised if he doesn't start walking immediately after birth. Almost.
* Why would you wake a sleeping baby to feed? I say, if you are worried for your milk production, pump while he sleeps. Seriously.
* My dreams are more and more disturbing. Usually, they are metaphors for my inability to properly "incubate" my daughter. Last night, it was the total ruin of my childhood memories. Great.
* In addition to my normal contractions, I am feeling pressure "down there." I don't feel "open for business" but definitely feel pressure. If it doesn't let up, I will call my OB tomorrow.
Yeah. If I could get through late October, I would be elated (read: 35 weeks). Today, I am not feeling the possibility.
Chins up, people. It can always be worse.
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