Pregnancy Woes!

I’ve reached that weird stage of pregnancy where you don’t physically feel like doing much due to movements being awkward, ligament pain, etc., but at the same time feeling a great need to organize and clean my entire house, top to bottom. These two desires, to sit around and do as little as possible or to do as much as I can fit in, war with each other and often leave things looking half done, mostly because they are. Today I got crazy motivated and started cleaning out my kitchen cabinets, then felt tired, hot and uncomfortable and sat down with my glass of water (another story) and my pile of current books from the library, leaving my kitchen looking like Callie and Justus got a hold of it (which really is not a good example, because when I go to find them, they are cleaning their rooms, putting up their toys, and “dusting” with a container of wipes half gone!).

I’m at 32 weeks now, and have decided that I’m really done being pregnant. That being said, I pray that baby Eli waits to make an appearance until he’s good and ready, but feel that with the amount of food I’ve been eating (I think Philip has some concern about this, probably due to the number of trips he’s made recently to Taco Bell, and the number of grilled cheese sandwiches he’s had to make me at midnight!), Eli’s going to set some kind of record for birth weight. I’ve left that cute, 2nd trimester behind, and have entered the last weeks where I can’t sleep, wear Philip’s clothes instead of mine, and can no longer get Callie and Justus in and out of their car seats without serious issues, which aren’t pretty!

These last weeks will go by fast, this I know, and there are so many wonderful things going on in the Meade household that I hate to wish the time away, but we are ready to make eye-contact with Eli, and I’m ready to get back to my Dr. Pepper diet! (Tomorrow’s story).