Dear Baby Girl,
I feel like I should start this letter with a bit of an apology. I’ve been so busy recently and this letter is technically a week late. So I’ll just start with filling you in on all that’s been going on around you.
Daddy and Damian left us for a week for a guys trip to Texas. As much as I would have loved to see all the family, not having to be huge and pregnant in Texas (in August) was a plus. I spent most of the week cleaning the house, getting hooked on Dr. Who, and sewing and crafting up a storm for the wedding shower I helped throw for your godparents. It was nice having some time to just be a pregnant mama. Having your brother around consumes a lot of my time and energy and makes being pregnant a bit more difficult. Having a week of just us was nice to ‘bond’ with you. I mean, we’re pretty bonded. You’re inside of me. But I think we both enjoyed the ‘alone time.’
Once Daddy got home, he and I (and you) went to Greenville to put on that wedding shower I mentioned. I don’t know how I would have gotten everything done if I hadn’t had the week beforehand “off.” It was a lot of fun, and so good to see a lot of our friends. We even got a chance to see the priest who married us. I was definitely exhausted by the end of the weekend though. Sometimes I forget I can’t actually do as much now that I’m in the third trimester.
Speaking of not being able to do as much, I’ve officially stopped running. I made it 30 weeks. I had hoped to go 32-34 weeks but after my last run (which felt great) all the ligament areas involved with the pregnant belly were soooo sore. I finally decided it just wasn’t worth the pain. I’ve tried to start walking, but as I’m finding out, even doing that can make me sore. Yoga is still feeling great though so I’m definitely going to keep that up. I can get semi-decent periods of sleep if I do yoga before bed. I’m also hoping it will encourage you to go/stay head down. At the last midwife appointment, she wasn’t able to tell if you were bottoms up or not. I won’t be able to do a homebirth if you are breech so pretty please go head down if you aren’t already. I was attempting ‘belly mapping’ the other night and all I came up with was that you must have 18 legs. So clearly I have no clue where you are. All I know is you are busy busy in there!
This past week was a bit stressful. Thankfully Daddy was fine, but last Monday he was in a car accident that totaled his car. Damian thought it was cool to see the tow truck and police car at the accident scene, and that kept my pregnant woman rage in check. I could have easily smacked the guy who ran into your father! I’m just glad the only thing hurt was his car!! His guardian angel did his job, that’s for sure… Anyway, we’ve been doing the “one car family” thing for a week and spent a lot of time in rush hour traffic last week. I don’t know who disliked that more–you or Damian. This week Daddy is able to bike to work again so we’ve been spending a lot less time in the car which is keeping everyone happier. I’m hoping we find another car soon though.
Your big brother has become quite taken with you recently. During story time, he wants my belly exposed so that you can hear the story too. He loves to rub my belly and now that he knows he can feel you kick he will sit with his hand on my stomach waiting for you. He’s also gotten a lot better about jumping on the belly and hitting it. Hopefully for both of our sakes, that phase is over. I think he’s starting to realize there really is a baby in there and he needs to be nice. His most recent thing is wanting to hug you and tonight he gave you an impromptu kiss for the first time. He’s going to love you and as much as I can’t wait to meet you, I can’t wait for y’all to meet each other!
Other than that, things are going well. You’ve definitely dropped and I now have everyone asking me if it’s a boy. Today our postal worker insisted that I was wrong and that Damian is definitely having a little brother. So… on the off chance he is right, I’m sorry these have all been addressed to Baby Girl. I’m still feeling pretty confident you’re a girl though. We’ll have A LOT of pink things to deal with if you aren’t. Strangers keep telling me there’s no way I’m making it until the end of October because I’m so big. That’s been a huge boost to the ego! You have to make it until at least mid-October because Daddy is doing the play at church again, and I can’t give birth without him. However, that’s not too long from now. I can’t believe I can finally say I get to meet you next month!! I’m so excited to hold you and see your face.
Ok sweet girl, until next week!
I love you,