I know you all will not let me get away with subtitling this entry "Much Hugeness" even though that is how I feel these days, so how about "Much Lopsidedness"?
You can't see it in the picture, but this baby is showing a definite preference for the right side of my body. Such that while my left ribs remain virgin territory, I'm constantly pushing on the feet under my right ribs and saying, "Kid, please. Be nice to your mom." I think the ribs might even be a little bruised.
Fortunately, while the lopsidedness is painfully obvious to me, other people don't notice it. Which is fine with me, as I'd rather not have strangers pointing and whispering until I'm in my fourth trimester at the very earliest.
I'm glad to report that I'm feeling pretty darn good these days - as good as I've felt at any time during this pregnancy, and better than I've felt for most of it. My energy levels actually seeming to be increasing rather than otherwise, mild orthopedic woes notwithstanding. I'm hoping that holds true even as the kiddo continues to get bigger, which I'm guessing that she is doing at an above average rate, considering her track record so far.
The two main victims of my uterus's expansion - bottom and top, my bladder and my stomach - are the cause of most of the discomfort I'm undergoing these days. The bladder thing is mainly just inconvenient, mostly in the middle of the night when I'm hauling myself out of bed to hit the bathroom for the third time in eight hours. I'm very grateful that the bathroom is only about six feet away from the bed.
The stomach thing, on the other hand, is considerably more of a bummer. Heartburn in small amounts can be a nice diversion from the monotony of too-perfect digestive comfort (and anyone who is nodding in agreement with that statement is clearly a candidate for a lunatic asylum) but heartburn as a daily, unrelenting affliction is just that: afflicting. Not horrible enough to make me want to die the way I sometimes did in the nausea-and-vomiting stage of the pregnancy, but far too horrible to ignore. This baby better have a lot of hair, is all I can say. The second commenter on this page seems to believe I've got a good chance.
I am utterly amazed at the fact that I haven't swelled up yet. I'm sure it's bound to happen one of these days; I check my ankles every morning but nothing so far. I'm pretty sure my feet are bigger, though. I've been wearing sandals (specifically the ones pictured in this entry) almost exclusively so I hadn't noticed a change, but when it was cold last Sunday I stuck my feet into a pair of real shoes for Lamaze class, and they felt a little tight. I'm hoping it's not permanent, and meanwhile I'm not buying any new shoes.
Five-and-a-half weeks to go. Good heavens.