On Baby Watch
Kevin won't let me leave without my cell phone anymore, and what's worse is that it has to be on all the time now. We are "on baby watch", he reports, and while I am ready to be "on", I think it might be just slightly premature. Hard to say, though, as my doc says that Henry is in head down position - thank God - and I am a little dilated already. So, we'll see.
There was a time in this pregnancy when I was saying, "this is great!", "I could do this forever", and then I continued to grow. Now, I can't see parts of my anatomy without the assistance of a full length mirror. I cannot cut my toenails, and while Kevin is super gentle, he likes to leave little "sharpies" - and I am a little particular about how I like my nails cut. (He won't cut them short enough. This whole pregnancy thing is a real exercise in patience and acceptance, let me tell you.) I cannot bend over, and squatting hurts. When I drop something - which I do frequently - I now seriously contemplate the importance of picking it up, and wonder how long I could leave it on the floor... I wonder, was I this clumsy in the past? I seem to drop everything now that it is darn near impossible to recover anything. My feet have become rather functional in ways I did not rely on them before - my toes can recover a dropped article of clothing, for instance, or shoes that are too far in the closet to reach.
Kevin, too, has become amazingly helpful to me - as I said earlier in providing me with manicures, helping me out of the tub if needed, and zipping me up into my parka. He zips me up daily, plugs in the seat belt for me, arranges a variety of outdoor winter accessories on the kitchen table from which to choose, reminds me when I have put my clothes on backwards (and yes, it happens - and recently happened while we had company...), and rubs my sore everything. He constantly asks if I am having "an episode" as I get rather hot all the time now - so I am lucky to be preggers during the winter months. It's funny, where I used to be cold all the time, now I walk around fanning myself.
So, that's the pregnancy update. We will keep you posted as to what's going on.
There was a time in this pregnancy when I was saying, "this is great!", "I could do this forever", and then I continued to grow. Now, I can't see parts of my anatomy without the assistance of a full length mirror. I cannot cut my toenails, and while Kevin is super gentle, he likes to leave little "sharpies" - and I am a little particular about how I like my nails cut. (He won't cut them short enough. This whole pregnancy thing is a real exercise in patience and acceptance, let me tell you.) I cannot bend over, and squatting hurts. When I drop something - which I do frequently - I now seriously contemplate the importance of picking it up, and wonder how long I could leave it on the floor... I wonder, was I this clumsy in the past? I seem to drop everything now that it is darn near impossible to recover anything. My feet have become rather functional in ways I did not rely on them before - my toes can recover a dropped article of clothing, for instance, or shoes that are too far in the closet to reach.
Kevin, too, has become amazingly helpful to me - as I said earlier in providing me with manicures, helping me out of the tub if needed, and zipping me up into my parka. He zips me up daily, plugs in the seat belt for me, arranges a variety of outdoor winter accessories on the kitchen table from which to choose, reminds me when I have put my clothes on backwards (and yes, it happens - and recently happened while we had company...), and rubs my sore everything. He constantly asks if I am having "an episode" as I get rather hot all the time now - so I am lucky to be preggers during the winter months. It's funny, where I used to be cold all the time, now I walk around fanning myself.
So, that's the pregnancy update. We will keep you posted as to what's going on.
posted by Kevin and Stace @ 7:56 PM
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