29 Weeks

This week has flown by, so quickly in fact that I almost forgot that I was 29 weeks
pregnant.  Who has time to ponder on such epic events as finally arriving to the third
trimester and reaching the point where I am now peeing every 30 minutes?  Not
me, apparently.  But I promise, dear baby boy, to set aside at least these next 10
minutes to reflect on what a whirlwind week it has been here in my muddled pregnant brain.

I am carrying very low this pregnancy, much more so than I did with the girls.  I can
literally feel the baby shift and squirm and rest his growing body against my aching
round ligaments.  My bladder never feels empty and I am waddling already.  My patients
know that the first thing I am going to ask them when I walk into their houses is, "May I
please use your restroom?".  Thank goodness for Southern hospitality.  Yoga and daily
walks have become my saving grace as stretching out my muscles and aching joints seems
to be the best remedy.  I can't wait to see how big this baby is actually going to be.

I bought myself the pregnancy pillow of all pregnancy pillows this week: the Bump Nest
body pillow.  I grew tired of hearing myself complain about not sleeping well and decided
to splurge a little on something to remedy my uncomfortable sleeping situation.  This
pillow and I: we are soul mates, best friends, life long companions.  This pillow is seriously
a big, comfortable, indulgent nest that I never want to climb out of.  Never mind that it
takes up half of our king size bed and completely excludes my husband from any and all
night time cuddling: I haven't slept this well in months!!  Baby boy and I now climb into
bed, wrap up in the nest, and sleep 100 times better than we did before.  We'll be back to
our regularly scheduled husband/wife cuddling later, babe.  Well, after all the night
time breast feeding and baby rocking and cosleeping, that is.