Physical: Great news in the physical department today! My placenta has moved to be 3.5cm away from my cervix (they wanted at least 2cm), so now we don’t have to worry about that being a reason for a mandatory cesarean section!
At work, I’ve begun to take breaks in the middle of the day. For a few minutes, I’ll set out my yoga mat in the back hallway, lay on my side, prop my feet up slightly higher on a stool and shut my eyes. Back in the first trimester when we scheduled these breaks, I wasn’t sure if I’d get to this point and actually think that I needed them. Let’s just say that I’m so glad I outsmarted myself.
Bennett is likely over two pounds now. I was shocked to read that he could be 14-16 inches long already! Over a foot! That might explain why this week was the first week I distinctly felt a pressure under my right rib.
Spiritual: My house is in shambles. My Bible has been misplaced over and over. This has resulted in my choosing to spend more time praying and less time reading. Considering my snippiness, prayer has been especially appropriate in that it’s given me pause to calm down and to humble myself.
Mental: Where is my purse? Where is my purse? Where is my purse?
I don’t need a gym membership anymore. Nope, I’m getting plenty of exercise walking to and from a room, forgetting why I was there, and then starting all over again.
You know, it’s funny, countless women have told me their birthing stories by now and none of that has made me worry of fear for myself. What has affected me (more than I realized) was the amount of women who’ve touted the 2nd trimester as being perfect and marvelous and the 3rd trimester as being miserable and uncomfortable. Being that this is the first week of my third trimester, I think I’ve had an internal freak out. Did not see that coming.
We can now check major hormonal mood swings off the to do list.