With December and the falling of snow in New England, I moved into a new phase of pregnancy. The hurry up and wait phase. I started having intense discomfort in my pelvic bones as they shifted, my legs hurt a lot, and I was limping because my hips are misaligned (thanks to the scoliosis I have). Baby never did sit up high in my belly – so I never got heartburn, but instead, he was always putting pressure on my hip and pelvic joints. Walking became extremely painful at times. My belly grew out-out-out! I watched with panic the disappearance of my belly button – okay, gross! And my belly button hurt, too, as the skin kept stretching –I would get sharp stabbing pains right in the skin of my belly button. I was afraid I would burst right out of my skin.
I got to a point where wearing a stretchy black t-shirt and black leggings became my most comfortable outfit because I hated any kind of elastic/waistband on my skin. My husband came home to me wearing such an outfit and started calling me the “Pregnant Ninja!”
I don’t know if I ever really “nested” officially, so much as I was obsessed with getting projects done throughout the final trimester. My DH gamely put together baby stuff, carted boxes around for me, finished up house projects, and always got me water for bedtime! I kept telling everyone the baby was going to come early, out of wishful thinking! He didn’t. Two days late in fact!
Due to pain walking around and fatigue, I went on maternity leave early; thank goodness, I couldn’t have made it up and down those school stairs one more time! My students threw me a goodbye party the last day! the scariest thing that happened to me this trimester, was the time my emergency brake didn’t hold and as I got out of the car, my car started rolling off the end of the driveway (there’s a steep hill at the end!). There I was, huge and pregant, one foot in the car, the other out, hanging onto the open door, trying to hold back a Volkswagen! Finally, I decided I had to go McGyver-style, and I hopped back into the moving car, and slammed on the brake! Disaster averted! (Not exactly as graceful as a Ninja, but…I would’ve impressed you if you’d seen it, I bet!)
By February vacation (for my husband, as I was already on “permanent vacation”!) there was no indication baby was ready. I was super-conscious of my body and convinced I would be the only woman to be “pregnant forever.” I stopped going anywhere in fear my water would break in public. Then I started going everywhere in hopes the baby would be jostled free! Finally, the day after my due date, I threw up my hands and said, “oh well, I might as well have fun!” So I went to the movies with my sister, ate candy and drank milkshakes till late at night. The baby came the next day!
Here’s a picture of me on Valentine’s Day just 2 weeks before delivery!