Well I have hit the third trimester. The first two have gone by relatively smoothly, so I am assuming that the last one will be hell. And it seems to be living up to my expectations.
I am having the most incredible leg cramps, usually in the middle of the night, but the other day I had them in the pool. I didn’t know how I was going to get out of the pool. Luckily I was in the shallow end, so there was no life guarding needed. Can you just picture it: large pregnant woman being hauled out of the water by some scrawny 16 year old boy!
The nausea seems to have returned right on queue. Yesterday was my first day into the third trimester and I felt gross the whole day. Seems that my hormones kick into high gear for the next little while. Ginger tea will be reintroduced to the diet I am expecting.
Speaking of hormones, Marty got a taste of what to expect in Home Depot yesterday. We were looking at paint colours, and I burst into tears because Marty couldn’t see into my head and what I imagined Junior’s room to look like. Being the patient soul that he is, he gently escorted me back to the car with soggy paint chits in hand and brought me home to look up some ideas on the internet. We ended up finding the perfect inspiration and are both really excited about it.
I’m starting to get the nesting feeling. I want to get things ready and done. Junior’s room, stroller, organizing, getting our bedroom ready, etc… The urge is not too strong yet, but I feel it coming on. Be very afraid Marty, very afraid…
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