Thursday, April 16, 2009

7 Months


I mean, seriously. REALLY?

As of today, I have officially begun my seventh month of pregnancy, and the last bit of my second trimester. The week/month etc counting in pregnancy had me slightly confused (yes, yes, my math skills are much to be envied) so I hadn't really thought about how far along I was in months. I always responded in weeks.

But now that I am looking the part of a prego person, more and more people ask, "How many months along?" And I am stuck there counting the weeks and dividing and all around multitasking beyond what my hormonally overcharged brain can handle.

So I googled it. And I am, as of today, seven months pregnant.

In the three months, this kid will be here. (And no, I am not showing how mathematically challenged I am - I am aware that 9 minus 7 equals 2...but you don't give birth until the END of your ninth month, so three months it is.)

So weird.

Being that three months will fly by, we've been trying to get a million things done around the house and otherwise in preparation. We've signed up for birthing classes finally, which will start in May and end in June. We (or more accurately, J) painted the baby's room and put together the crib. The yard is being fenced in tomorrow. And intermingled in the bigger projects there has been loads of organizing, getting rid of things, making room for new things.

I am sure there are still things that need to be done, but I have to admit, I feel somewhat at ease with accomplishing so much (albeit a tired sort of ease).

Baby Boy (who very likely has a name now, but I haven't decided to release that information just yet) dances up a storm on a daily basis now, which is an odd feeling. People ask me if I have been feeling him move and what I think of it. When I respond that it feels alien, some "tsk" like I said something bad about my kid. But really - I didn't say the baby IS an alien - but he does feel alien. It is not normal (to me) to know that there is a living thing dancing around inside you.

Don't get me wrong. I like it. It's very reassuring that he is there and ok. And he isn't kicking hard, so its just a pleasant little tap. Its nice. But that doesn't change the weird factor.

Not too much else to report at the moment - everything else is going fine. My back aches and I am ready to pass out by the end of the day, but otherwise, pregnancy has been good to me.

Currently listening to: The Crane Wife by The Decemberists
Currently Craving: a brownie sundae
Currently Thinking About: a spray tan I am getting tomorrow...


  1. I am so glad to hear you say that!! About it feeling alien. Dude, it is WEIRD to have a person inside of you, kicking your internal organs. I say there is nothing at all wrong with feeling like it's a little alien.

    I was thinking about this on my walk to work today actually. (No imminent reason - I just think about these things sometimes.) I kind of think that with the next baby I will feel more at one with hm/her being inside of me, but with the first one, the whole process is just so out-of-sight (meaning, you can't see the baby develop or even really feel it develop, apart from the kicking) that it's almost hard to feel like you're a part of it, and not just the carrier for this weirdo kicking creature. And I spent so much time thinking about what stage of development he was at, that I almost didn't notice when he got to be completely developed. I was trying very hard not to think that way, in fact, because I didn't want to get antsy while waiting for him to just be born already.

    So when he was born, I was kind of surprised that he was a whole, completely developed baby. (And a cute one at that! That actually surprised me too. I was expecting a gruesome newborn or something, from everything I'd been reading.)

    Now that I've been through it all, I think that I'll understand the kicking in a more holistic way the next time around. (We'll see of course.) But I definitely had the alien feeling that you are describing.

  2. Haha. Thanks.

    People seem to assume that by "alien" I mean I don't like it. Weird isn't always bad, but it doesn't change that it is WEIRD. :)

    Can't wait to see you guys next month!!!

  3. sooo how did the spray tan go? yeah after that whole post thats what I came away with. ha ha D