So, little girl growing inside my uterus, this is what you have done to Mama:
1. Has to pee AT LEAST every 20 minutes, but often more, since you keep kicking my bladder
2. Cannot sleep for more than 2 hours at a time (this is only partially your fault…your kicking, Daddy’s snoring, your big sister’s waking up and screaming, Daisy’s pawing at my feet, our horrible mattress…they all add up to no sleep for Mommy)
3. Terrible, pinchy back pain every morning
4. Muscle cramps in my legs (especially calf muscles), literally, just from stretching or walking
5. Super Duper tired ALL THE TIME (there should be a law that says Mommies-to-be are required to have three naps a day plus 8 hours of sleep per night)
6. No motivation to do anything, ever
7. Can’t pick up your older sister, and certainly can’t catch her (Mommy is now big, weak and slow…which means Mommy is headed straight for extinction, if we’ve learned anything from evolution and dinosaurs)
9. The extra hormones are making Mommy crazy, which worries Daddy and makes your big sister cry (that tender little heart of hers makes her cry whenever she sees someone who is sad)
10. And the Worst…which never happened with your sister, by the way…Mommy cannot fit into most of her T Shirts and pre-pregnancy clothing (and Mommy was not exactly little before getting pregnant, know what I mean?)
BUT, with all of that, I am starting to get a little bummed that, very soon, I won’t be pregnant anymore. I love feeling you kick and squirm and wiggle, I love feeling your hiccups, and I love being able to put my hands on my belly and know that you’re in there, safe and sound, snug as a bug in a rug. Since you may very well be the last baby we have, and this may be the last time I’m pregnant, I’m trying to cherish all of the little things that I will miss about being pregnant.
One of the absolute best things is sitting on the couch, or in the bath tub, or wherever, and seeing my stomach move. Granted, its not so awesome on some occasions, when you move so quickly that you knock me off my balance. Its not nice to make Mommy fall off the couch, sweetie. But, all-in-all, having you here with me is such a great joy, and I have really loved it (most of it, anyway).
Now, cook as long as you need to in there, but try to not kick Mommy too hard.