40 weeks

A full term pregnancy should be around 40 weeks. That's a long time. Really long. During that time you go through 3 full seasons and 9 full months. You're pregnant more of the year than you're not. Much more.

Having only made it to 27 weeks last time around, I didn't realize how long 40 weeks can really be. I am so incredibly grateful to be at 30 weeks now and in no way do I want this baby to come any earlier than full term, but I do also feel weary at the thought of being pregnant for another 10 weeks.

Maybe it's just me, but I don't seem to do the pregnancy thing very well. First time around, I figured it was carrying twins that made me so uncomfortable and cranky. This time, I realize it's just that me and being pregnant are a tough combination. The first 17 weeks were riddled with morning sickness, and by the start of the second trimester I was already big as a house so feeling every ache and pain that's supposed to wait until the third trimester to rear its ugly head. Now at 30 weeks I have this mystery pain across my abdomen which is making it next to impossible to be on my feet for any length of time.

I'm cranky about this. I'm okay (relatively speaking) with the hip and back aches, the trouble sleeping, the heartburn. I can push through it and deal with it. But this pain that I'm having now, that's forcing me to sit on my larger than usual backside for long stretches of time, really has me in a funk. It's summer and I want to be out and enjoying it with the girls, especially as this will be our last summer as a family of 4. I also have tons of things I'd like to do around the house to get ready for the baby. And in general, I just don't fare well having to sit around all day.

Today B took the girls strawberry picking and to a strawberry festival afterward. They came home with berry juice smeared across their faces and in their hair and with stories of their day. It made me sad. I missed them all day (you would have thought I would have enjoyed the peacefulness of the quiet house) and wished I was there with them, but there's no way I could have managed it. It stinks!

OK, I'll stop complaining now and just be grateful that as far as the baby goes, everything is going great. I just needed to be cranky today.