I made it to 31 weeks, but I feel like I'm at 40. Even my LARGE maternity clothes are getting tight around my belly. The last few weeks have been relatively uneventful despite a short hospital visit to monitor contractions. At about 28 weeks, I started having contractions again, but they seem to have decreased since then. At this point, my belly is just itchy from all the stretching and from the elastics on my clothes.
I am praying I can make it at least another 2 weeks but I'm hoping for 5 more. My movement, especially at night, is getting increasingly labored. Getting to sleep is difficult, but I normally stay asleep once I'm down (except, of course, for the once nightly pregnancy pee).
My belly has taken on a life of its own. When I look at it now it almost looks fake. Each morning I wake up to find it larger than I remember it. I'm not sure how the babies can move at all since it seems like it would be pretty tight in there. The only thing keeping up my spirits these days is knowing that I'm on the homestretch.
Sunday will make 32 weeks, and that is my minimum goal. I would be happy at 34 or 35 weeks, but everyday I wonder how my body will possibly manage for that long. This pregnancy is definitely the most physically demanding thing I have ever done, and I will be proud if all 3 of us make it safely to the end. At this point, all I can do is hope, pray, and try to take care of myself.
My belly has taken on a life of its own. When I look at it now it almost looks fake. Each morning I wake up to find it larger than I remember it. I'm not sure how the babies can move at all since it seems like it would be pretty tight in there. The only thing keeping up my spirits these days is knowing that I'm on the homestretch.
Sunday will make 32 weeks, and that is my minimum goal. I would be happy at 34 or 35 weeks, but everyday I wonder how my body will possibly manage for that long. This pregnancy is definitely the most physically demanding thing I have ever done, and I will be proud if all 3 of us make it safely to the end. At this point, all I can do is hope, pray, and try to take care of myself.