The 8th Month

Ack! Only 8 more weeks til baby. Or less! ::insert look of terror::

 

As you read yesterday (HERE) the nursery is taking shape. We went back to The Fort this past weekend and had a wonderful baby shower. (More details on that next week!) I'm starting to feel huge, but I suppose that's normal. It's definitely hard to breathe sometimes and I have really itchy feet at night. And I've started to get lower back pain most days, which had been held off until now. Oh, the joys of pregnancy.

Yet, for as much as I bitched about it from time to time, these past 10 or 12 few weeks have been relatively smooth sailing, and I am so excited for Bimmer to get here, that I am also super excited to start working on her younger sibling ASAP! (Please, smack me now!) The Braxton Hicks contractions have kept going and sometimes in the middle of the night, it's super uncomfortable to lay the side of my hard stomach on the bed. It's like there's a tennis ball that pops out of my side. It's super weird.

 

And for the first time in my life, I'm experiencing "chub rub." I had an old boss, years ago, throw out that term. It's about the tops of your thighs rubbing together. I've never had it before in my life and I am so not a fan! Even though the bulk of my weight is in my stomach (and boobs) there are little pockets of fat popping up elsewhere. Although, funny enough, my ass is still as small as always! Can't win 'em all.

 

Puff and I also took a childcare class last week, since he had never changed a diaper and had probably never even held a newborn. I think it was good sanity for both of us. We learned a little about a lot of things and it put us to rest about some of it. I know Puff is nervous about Bimmer when she's so little, but I have the utmost faith in him being the best father ever. I can't wait to see him snuggle up with her. It's just going to absolutely melt my heart!