Week 29

Saturday marked week 29, and the beginning of the 3rd trimester. I'm shocked at how fast time is passing. Good news is that the sciatic nerve pain has virtually disappeared, as I think Sprout has moved into a head down position. It's the only explanation for what I think are two feet pushing against my ribs. Upper back pain is a pain and the heartburn and nausea that are a result of my digestive system slowing and the hormone relaxin are no great fun, but it's easy to handle since the end is (scarily) in sight.

We went back East last week and got to spend some time in New York City and the Berkshires. I'm so grateful I don't have to be pregnant in New York, I thought I was going to pass out more than once trudging up and down the subway steps. And I did almost pass out in a rare moment in Whole Foods, but was saved by some ice water and shedding of layers. Thanks Er;) I also got to visit a dear friend a mere four days after she'd given birth to her babe. Hearing Ani's birth story and seeing baby Marc made me realize how real this is all is, and made me even more excited to meet Sprout.

I know the next 10 weeks will fly by, between work, a brief babymoon, a shower and a visit from mom, March 14 will be here before we know it. Until then, I promise I'll try to be better about eating vegetables though I will completely understand if I have a child who prefers Honeycrisp apples and clementines to broccoli and carrots.

Week 26 and a pain in my butt

Here are long overdue pics, of a belly at 26 weeks exactly. I'm starting to actually feel pregnant in an awkward, it's not so easy to bend over and pick up Scout's business kind of way. And Sprout is causing a major pain in my butt, literally. My sciatic nerve is killing me and seems to have gotten worse this week. I started prenatal yoga today, so hopefully that'll bring some relief. And for some bizarre reason, likely hormones, the nausea has decided it's back full-swing, and ginger ale and saltines are a staple on the grocery list once again. And pomegranate juice, no matter how diluted, is out, as it makes me feel like I have the stomach flu on steroids. It's not as bad as I make it sound, I'm very grateful to be nearing the third trimester and can't believe how fast the time is flying!