So here I am, facing the end of this pregnancy and I've got to say I feel...good. Normal, fine. Dare I say, relaxed? I'm sleeping well, eating a LOT, getting around without any problems and only having the occasional crampy-could-this-be-a-contraction?-ache every once in awhile. I am equally pleased and perplexed by this since when I was this pregnant with Piper my back hurt, I wasn't sleeping at all and I was getting really anxious.
The baby is not moving around quite as much as it was a few weeks ago. I use to get karate chops all the time and now I usually have a foot randomly sticking out of my right side for most of the day. I imagine that the baby is hanging out inside, just reminding me he/she is still there by kicking their leg out for a bit, almost like they are riding in a pick-up truck and have their leg propped up out the window like a hillbilly.
One thing I love about the end of pregnancy is all the attention (no surprise right). I love all the little comments from random strangers "Looks like your time is almost up!" "Wow, a baby is coming really soon huh?" and "You look great, not that much more time I guess." I get so annoyed with how no one seems to be polite to strangers any more. Both times that I have flown in my 3rd trimester during this pregnancy I didn't have a single person offer me any help. No help with lifting my bags into the overhead compartments, no extra arm room when I was squeezed into the middle seat. But now, at the end of pregnancy all the sweet words and kind gestures from strangers are coming out. I keep getting doors opened for me and help out with my groceries and phone calls from family and friends saying "Feeling anything yet?" I just love it, it is so sweet and fleeting because pretty soon I'll be a normal un-pregnant person with a little munchkin attached to me.
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