The past few weeks I have been waiting to “drop”. Having an almost fully grown baby pressing up on my stomach is not a party: imagine craving your favorite meal, taking three bites, and then feeling overwhelmingly full. oh, but it doesn’t stop there. in about an hour, you’re famished again. You can’t even sigh in frustration because oops! you don’t have enough room in your lungs to take a deep breath! And the heartburn! hello Tums!
Tuesday night I had the most heavenly pre-natal massage. In addition to making my hips work again, I think that it gave the baby a little room to DROP DOWN! A few comments at work on Wednesday brought me to inspect my bare belly when I got home. Yup. Definitively more room in the boob area. Then Thursday I started getting that “you feel like the baby is going to fall out” pressure that Christy told me about. So Exciting! If there was any doubt before, I am DEFINITELY having a baby in the next few weeks! But I can’t help to mirror The Man’s reaction: when he took a look at the shifting weight of my belly, he looked at me, slightly wide-eyed, with a sense of bewilderment, and said “Oh yeah. You’re stomach is lower. so. what does that mean?…… in terms of….timing….?”
Uh? 2 weeks?