Diaries of the Newly Enciente: The 26th Week Update
Apart from the continued onslaught of baby stuff into our tiny house, mum and baba are plodding along as normal. If these string of events that make a pregnancy can be called normal that is.
These days I just feel heavy and not very far off from a cartoon of a tiny Asian lady with a giant watermelon strapped to her waist, trying to pretend its not there. Everyone keeps telling me I look great and if my belly were covered or if I had my back to them, they wouldn't even know I was pregnant -- but trust me, I know.
How do I know, you ask?
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She was mostly sleeping during the scan... |
I scrub head to foot with my little bath glove everyday when I shower and reaching my shins and feet now requires a little foot stool to come into the shower with me. Even then it feels like conquering Everest.
Slip on footwear is now my new norm, unless PIC is around to tie my laces or do my buckles for me.
Sleeping is now a study in the many different ways I can shuffle around in bed to find that sweet spot. Its becoming more difficult to breathe and after years of picking on PIC's glorious somnambular tones, he gleefully informs me that I have started snoring this week.
And lets not forget the light cramps (similar to menstrual cramps) as my uterus continues to expand. Now also accompanied by leg cramps as my legs scream in agony over the added weight.
Oh, oh! And I am now officially a grunter / Miss Huff and Puff-a-lot. There never seems to be enough breath to go around for even the tiniest and simplest of tasks.
Oh, oh! And I am now officially a grunter / Miss Huff and Puff-a-lot. There never seems to be enough breath to go around for even the tiniest and simplest of tasks.
To add to the pot of malcontent, I have started feeling discomfort (yes, more than the usual complaints) on my right side close to my hips. At first we thought it was due to a uterine fibroid I have been growing over this pregnancy but its not. No masses or inflamed stuff detected there either, so Doc concludes that its just my old ligaments complaining over my strap on watermelon.
Oh Aoife. You better appreciate what mommy is going through for you!


The vivid dreams are also back into play and I had one where baba was already walking around the house assisted by living room furniture. The only catch is that baba was a boy in my dream! I woke up in a panic thinking of all the pink clothes we got and wondering how much it will screw a little boy up to start his little life by wearing pink onesies and outifts as a baby...
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Is that a sleepy smile I see?? |
She still has daddy's habit of putting her arm / hand up her face while she sleeps but that definitely looks like mommy's chin on the little tike. Its not the most accurate or most detailed of previews but this will have to tide us over for the next three months. Can't wait to see baby Aoife in the flesh!
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