30 weeks

The 30th week of pregnancy had nothing out of the ordinary to share.  I honestly can't remember the events of last week.  Isn't that sad?  I don't know if this is pregnant brain taking over, mommy brain taking over or just sheer tiredness.  Either way, I cannot think of what happened this week.

I know that I had an evening of contractions.  Mild but definitely not Braxton Hicks.  I spent that evening laying on the couch again, drinking tons of water again and basically yelling at myself for my lack of desire to drink anything.  From what I have heard, this is the opposite of most pregnant women.  They like water and drink it by the gallon.  Yuck. 

I am getting quite awkward while moving around.  The waddle is almost constant unfortunately.  I find this to be one of the least attractive bits of pregnancy.  I suppose I wouldn't feel that way if I got stretch marks but so far, I am clear of those (even on my toosh!) so the waddle will be my #1.  Oh, well, the hormones making my eczema flare up isn't very attractive either.  So they can tie.

I think my stomach looks weird in my photo... do you?  Perhaps Cookie dropped a little bit?  Is that why it looks weird?  The baby could just be in a weird position too.  Who knows.

This child, man oh man, this child is STRONG.  I read back on my previous blogs about Dex and Simon and I said this about them too but this kid kicks and HARD.  I don't even think it's that he's more strong than the other two boys but that s/he kicks in the worst places.  Never have I felt my pelvis bones knocked into so much.  I like to picture the way astronauts look in space when bouncing around the space craft... you know how they push off the walls with their feet to gain some momentum?  That is what I picture the baby doing but using my pelvic bones.  It is such a weird feeling.  And yes, it hurts.  Cookie also likes to drag his/her butt or feet or something across my lower ribs.  Simon used to do this and it still hurts.  Kids these days.  They think they own the place.

I noticed that with every pregnancy my curiosity about who is in my belly grows stronger and stronger.  I am SO curious about whether we have another little boy in there or a little lady.  I daydream constantly about what it would be like with three boys or with a little girl.  My Pinterest is full of DIY stuff for if we have a girl.  I doodle our boy and girl name all the time.  I'm pathetic.  I'm like a middle school tweenager who writes out her crush's name over and over.  I just want to know!  Time is moving so fast but only in this aspect is it moving slowly.  Soon enough we will find out. 

10 weeks until due date.  We are entering the single digits.  Wow.