I think it was at 27 or 28 weeks that I mentioned to Michael that I noticed at work one day that if I stand completely straight and look down, I can no longer see my toes for my belly sticking out. I love that. Now it is definitely more apparent that if I want to see my feet while I'm standing, I have to tip my upper body forward and stick my bum out a bit . . . makes me feel like a Weeble, if any of you remember those cool little toys from the eighties. So now we are at 30 weeks . . . actually, as I write this, we are at 30 weeks and 5 days. The weeks seem to be speeding up now that we've passed all the crucial milestones (12 weeks, 24 weeks, etc.). I have been marking off the days to baby's duedate on a calendar at work, and I was more than a little surprised today to see just how little time there is between now and April 23rd. Absolutely incredible.
I remember Eileen telling me that she wanted her pregnancy to slow down because she loved being pregnant so much and she didn't know if she would ever be pregnant again. I find myself feeling that way too (in and among the various pains and discomforts that come with being pregnant). I cannot get over looking at myself in our recently purchased full-length mirror (thanks, IKEA!), and marveling at how my body has changed, and continues to change.
It's been a couple of weeks now that I've noticed the upper part of my abdomen beginning to plump up and fill out with space for Baby . . . and this week I've really noticed that it's quite rounded up top. Yesterday, I caught myself using it as a little ledge to jot notes on a Post-It while I was on the phone. I was reminded of something someone told me once about a very pregnant woman using her abdomen to hold her plate while she ate, and how cool and specific to pregnancy that was. I laughed at myself and wondered what else I will end up using my belly for before too long.
30 weeks and Baby Hoffman is nearly 16 inches long and 3 pounds. He is surrounded by about a pint and a half of amniotic fluid and you know, it baffles me that all that I don't much notice all that extra weight. To think about it, one would think it would feel heavy, but it doesn't for me. My back hurts some and I get aches in places I never thought I would (no one really mentions certain things about pregnancy, do they?), but for the most part, I don't notice the extra pounds.
Our little guy has ventured up a few times into the new space afforded him by my expanding upper abdomen (now the top of my womb), and I feel him kicking (as now while I type) at belly button level. I hope he's loving the room and feeling relaxed and comfortable in there.
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