I’m officially at week 40 of this pregnancy. It’s in the 90’s every day here in Charlotte. Most nights I am uncomfortable sleeping so I lay awake for hours sometimes in between getting up to go to the bathroom, which of course only adds to my irritability and total brain fog during the day. Also, pregnancy brain is in full effect: I’m forgetting things left and right, and spent ten minutes in the car trying to remember how to work the damn air conditioning before Greg had to stop me from ripping the knobs off of the thing (I know, I know – first world pregnancy problems).
I’m not saying that Greg wants this baby out of me. I’m just saying that he’s ordering our weekly Friday night takeout at spice level 5 instead of 4, and that he’s hitting the speed bumps in our neighborhood extra fast these days.
But! I’m still feeling really good, and overall can’t complain past the bouts of irritability. As for when our little man wants to come out, that is all up to him.
It’s kind of weird, this feeling of being on ‘standby’. You want so badly to meet him, but you want him to take his time and come when he’s ready. So you keep enjoying these moments with your toddler before her world is rocked and now there are two children to run after. And with every trip to the store, you wonder: “Will it happen here?” so you don’t stray too far from home for too long “just in case”, and start thinking of what you will do if your water breaks or you start having contractions right there in the middle of the grocery aisle in front of the friendly employee who is always there unpacking the yogurts and who until this point hasn’t thought you were a total wacko (at least, to your knowledge, but that’s probably up for debate).
Plugging away at life as normally as possible is what we’re doing, until further notice.
In what is an extremely fitting scenario, I have an essay that is being published in a book that comes out Labor Day weekend called It’s Really 10 Months Special Delivery: A Collection of Stories from Girth to Birth. It’s filled with hilarious and heartwarming stories about pregnancy, labor and delivery from some of my favorite writers who will melt your heart and make you laugh – like, snort laugh and ugly cry. (You can pre-order it, here.)
If you are interested in receiving an advanced copy from me to review on Amazon, email me at firstname.lastname@example.org and I’ll send you over some details. I’m really proud to be in it – it’s a great read for anyone, and also a great gift for a mom-to-be or new mom.
In other project updates, my partner and I are still on track to publish our What a Good Eater! cookbook by November 2015. The layout is being designed as we speak, the photography of our recipes is almost complete, and we are in the process of editing the chapters and making final tweaks to recipes. Here is me just two weeks ago working on finalizing our “Sweet Potato Gnocchi” recipe:
You don’t have to look all that closely to see that I’m sitting on a stool with my big ol’ belly in the middle, slicing away. (Just for the record, the recipe is FINALLY done – and they came out SO good.) If you have little ones or know someone who does, and if you love food, I think you are going to really love this book. Every time I get proofs back from the designer I get to so excited and can’t even believe that these are our recipes in the pages.
I have some other projects in the works – a website and community surrounding my book The Real-Deal Bridal Bible with lots of very cool and fun giveaways, guest posts, and advice, and an author website – I’ll let you know once all of that is ready. In the meantime, if you wanted an advance copy of the It’s Really 10 Months book to review on Amazon, email me at email@example.com and I’ll send you over details!
Oh I remember waiting and waiting. I’m impressed you can sit like that on a stool!!!
I love your title Bump Therapy. It’s absolutely perfect.
I’ll keep following you