My 36 week appointment went well. All is great except my suspicions were right in I am low in iron. Hence the ice cravings. So iron supplements it is.
No dilation yet. I wasn't even going to have her check because it's rather pointless and uncomfortable, but I had my Group B strep testing and in the process she just helped herself :)
I don't think I've been having any contractions. I should know the third time, you'd think. He pushes out so much that my stomach hardens with that enough not to really know. And I feel crappy a lot, too, with just general foods and the nature of being 36 weeks pregnant that I can't tell if it's maybe a contraction or just life. Anyway, I'm plugging along. And I'm totally fine if he comes right now! I mean, no hospital bags are packed and my house is a mess, but I'm still ready.
The bad news is insomnia is annoying as heck. It's not a terrible case of it, but it has gotten to the point where some nights I lay in bed in a panic because I count the hours of sleep I'll be getting if I fall asleep RIGHT NOW and then I calculate the following days requirements of me and wonder if I'll survive the next day. That is when I start chanting 'go. to. sleep.' in my head. Once I'm sleeping it's all good. And who knows if it's real insomnia or if it's just hard for me to get comfortable enough to fall asleep. I do know baby does not like it when I squish him and my hips don't like it when they are stacked. Not a good combo. I am so thankful for a king sized pillow to put between my legs, but even so, baby goes nuts until I am stretched out as long as I can be. Then he finally settles down and then I can rest.
And this sense of blah is really getting to me. Not sure if it's the weather or the low serotonin levels that Spring brings or the pregnancy, but ugh, I'm in a funk for sure. Nothing sounds exciting. No show or movie can keep my attention, I finally got a book to read today, but even that isn't as fun as I thought it would be, food is just something I use to keep me alive these days so it's not even like it's enjoyable for me to eat fun things. I love the fresh air, but going for a walk is so much work and both the couch and the chair are uncomfortable. I feel like nothing sounds good. Thankfully the kids have been extra cooperative lately. For a 3 and 5 year old. Which is seriously an answered prayer because my patience is so low it's sad. Silas whistles for a few seconds and it's like nails on a chalk board. Veda makes poop jokes and I bring out the big threats. Honestly, I am zero fun to be around. So today after preschool pick-up I laid in my bed and listened to the kids play in Silas' room. They tore apart their Pottery Barn chairs (unzipped them and took all of the padding out), but guess what, I got 90 minutes of rest and it was well worth the mess.
As far as baby actually coming (kind of surreal) I think we kind of have the labor plan figured out. As in we will call Joe's parents and hope they are available to watch the kids while we head to the hospital. I would sit an analyze every scenario and make triple back up plans with every person we know within a 10 mile radius, but that is just too much work so I am in the mentality of, It Will Work Out. So I guess if two kids show up at your doorstep in the next few weeks, just roll with it!
And I wanted to mention that Silas is insistent that we name is baby brother Sawyer. Cute name, for sure, but it wasn't what we were thinking. If we tell him that we probably won't name him Sawyer he literally gets emotional. So we'll see how it all goes down when he meets the baby not named Sawyer!
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Oh man Ang! The last few weeks do stink. I can only imagine the third time around is even more challenging! I took a bender yo every night from 30 weeks on. It was the only way I could fall asleep :) here's hoping he comes soon!!!
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