Tummy time and screaming in pillow time.
Yes, I am one of those people who attacks their daughter’s head with bows (or flowers). At least they’re not ginormous.
Due to my filthy laptop dying for the billionth time, I haven’t been able to post very easily. But…here is our little munchkin in her blessing dress:
She’s getting huge and quite chubby, but she’s not really as chubby as she looks in this picture–her smile heightens the chub 
She’s started smiling much more, and will respond to people smiling at her. Some of the time.
Quite the photo project, eh?
Amirah Monet • 7 lbs 3 oz • 19 in • April 24, 2011 • 15:01
Hopefully this is the last installment of monthly belly photos. I’m due tomorrow, so she should be here within the next week or two. And then this blog will be swamped with photos of the baby, not the belly!
I finished my last final this morning (and Bret finished on Saturday), so now we’re done with school. Until she comes, I really have nothing I need to do. Which is refreshing. (There are a lot of things I’ve been wanting to do, but haven’t had time, so don’t worry, I’m not just sitting around my apartment waiting.)
As far as pregnancy goes, there’s really not much to report. Things are just about the same as they’ve been for months. Honestly, I could probably be pregnant for a lot longer and physically do just fine. I haven’t reached the I-can’t-sleep-move-get-comfortable-or-do-anything stage, and I really don’t plan on ever reaching it. The only thing that is making me miserable is all the filthy pollen floating around.
It’s hard to tell, but if you look at the 39-week photo my belly is a little lower and less spherical. She’s sinking! I can still walk normally, but my hips and pelvic area definitely can tell someone is invading their space after a long active day.
She’s coming soon.
We’re excited.
Time is going by ridiculously quickly. Before I know it, I’ll be counting down the weeks until my great-granddaughter is born! We have been really blessed with this pregnancy. I’m getting bigger, but honestly I’m not that big. I can still do practically everything, and I’ve been feeling pretty good. At the very least, I feel lots better now than when I first got pregnant. Even my back has been feeling better than it did a month ago. (Which doesn’t make sense…maybe Bret is just getting better at popping it? ) The heartburn is getting worse, but that’s about it. Oh…I do have some trouble walking after I’ve been sitting for forever (classes), but after a few steps my bones/muscles/whatever realign and I’m back to normal.
I picked up a 15 lb. bag of potatoes a few days ago, and I realized that right now I’m carrying around even more than that all the time. How is that even possible? I don’t really feel like I’m carrying extra weight (thank goodness it gets put on slowly), and I really would have thought that I’d be struggling at this point (also thank goodness that my legs hold me up much more than my tiny arms do). Essentially, my body is way awesomer than I thought it was.
Not much else is new with the preg, other than I can tell she is getting bigger and bigger, and she now likes to push against my right hipbone. Whenever she is moving, my belly is constantly morphing into strange shapes, and I wonder if there ever are any people staring at it during a boring lecture. I would. ok, I do.
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