I am officially writing to you from week 39 of my pregnancy and can honestly say, it’s been a ride. I have felt just about every emotion and so many different symptoms in these past eight months. As this part of my journey to motherhood draws to a close, I find myself feeling grateful to have made it through and ready to meet my daughter. I have her nursery done, her clothes/blankets/burp cloths washed, diapers stockpiled–all I need now is her.
So to recap; my first trimester came with many challenges and was hard for me. My second trimester felt easy-breezy in comparison. Now for my third trimester–I would say this one feels like middle ground between trimester one and two. I’ll break down what I’ve been experiencing these past several weeks up until now:
Ear pulsing. A weird, and from what I can tell, uncommon one. My doctor didn’t seem concerned when I brought it up and she checked my ear with a scope. It’s just slightly annoying.
Horrible indigestion. There were 3 or 4 days there when I felt like I was dying. I couldn’t eat anything other than plain toast, water, and plain yogurt. I felt awful from the indigestion and weak from not eating. It came on very suddenly, but then left about as quickly as it came.
Constipation. Yeah.
Restlessness. Some days I just feel the need to constantly do something in preparation for my daughter’s arrival.
Braxton Hicks. I get them every other day or so. Some are mild and some hurt, I just try to breathe through those and tell myself to let my body prepare.
Stretch marks. I’m lucky to not have too many right now, but that could change if I stay pregnant for a couple more weeks.
Difficulty sleeping. It’s just hard to get comfortable, plus I’m getting up frequently to go to the bathroom.
Difficulty breathing. Laying down flat isn’t really an option anymore. I either need to be standing, sitting up straight, or propped up on a ton of pillows. This also attributes to the previous symptom.
Pelvic bone/hip pressure. I’m told this is her moving down, getting ready for her arrival.
Much larger kicks. Obviously, because she’s big and has limited room.
Leaking colostrum. It’s only ever a few drops at a time.
I’m really not going to complain about this trimester too much. My biggest thing is my bump has become somewhat of an obstacle. Tying my shoes, drying my legs off after a shower, bending over–these things have become more of a chore but I can still manage. This has been a harrowing experience, but I am so ready for the next part–meeting my little girl!
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