Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Twenty-eight weeks

Here I am!

Huff! Puff!

I've reached 28 weeks!

Huff! Puff!

I don't know how much longer I am going to be able to take the heat!

Huff! Puff!

I feel like I'm melting on a daily basis whenever I step outside the house. So I try not to step outside the house. The only problem is, that way lies madness! And the temperature in our house never drops below 81 degrees with the air conditioner running full blast, all day. Clearly, we have a Problem, Houston. I'd like for us to get an energy audit and see if there's anything we can do (Cheaply!) to fix this. The air conditioner works, but the house must just be leaking cool air like a sieve.

Anyway, did you want to see the Belly that Ate Boulder?

Of course you did!

Alfred Hitchcock profile.
The 20, 24 and 28 week triptych. Click it! Click it you fool!*
Vital Statistics:
  • Weight: +49lbs
  • Waist size: 47.5"
  • Babies: 2 (Referring to them as "They" still freaks me out.)
  • Breathing: Still labored
  • Feet: What feet?
  • Hunger: Reduced.
  • Thirst: Increasing rapidly.
  • Exhaustion: Ramping up. I can fall asleep anywhere, anytime. Except at night, in my bed, comfortably for more than 2 hours at a time. Le Sigh! Anytime we go out and do anything (like grocery shopping) I need a nap right afterwards.
  • Contractions: Continuing, but never more than 4 an hour. If I'm doing a lot of reclining and reading, very few at all. They make it even harder to breathe.
  • Garden: Getting weedier by the second. Poor plants!
  • Massages scheduled: 3! I'm going to be a test subject for pre-natal massage therapist students (twice)! And one professional massage, as a gift from my friend A. Whee!
  • Clothing: The larges aren't large enough anymore. I'm outgrowing my maternity shorts/skorts/capris! Argh!
  • Urge to bite bystanders: Increasing daily.
Ooh! Next week, another ultrasound. Fetal voyeurism at its best!

Ten more weeks. Say it with me!

Ten more weeks!

* Line from...what?


Scylla said...

On the upside, you fill out the lovely black maternity tank with pretty gold sparkles very well!! Better than I ever did.

Woman with a Hatchet said...

I'm in ur clothes, bein' reeeely preggers!

Underemployed Nama said...

That baby belly gets more beautiful every day, as do you.
Sending slivers of energy, since the heat's been hitting me, too. (Not nearly as much as you.) BTW, if you're huffing and puffing, does that mean you're in Hufflepuff? Just askin'.

Valerie said...

Hey do you want me to bring my clothes? Actually by the end I had one pair of pants and one skirt I was wearing so I may not help much. I do have some more tanks! :)

Anonymous said...

Finally, I get a mention for the massage inundations coming your way!!! BTW, all you other pregnant women out there, if you live by a massage school, see if they run continuing education classes on pregnancy massage and if they want test bellies to's a way to get a free massage. You run the risk of getting a fumbling student not out of massage school yet, but hey, you get what you pay for...

the mysterious A...

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