I can't believe it, even now I'm the size of a house and the damned thing is trying to punch a hole through my gut I still catch myself being amazed at the thought of me with a child.
It's hard work though - I’m forced out of bed at stupid o’clock every morning by the demonspawn (after too little sleep) to walk in a figure of eight around the living room for hours rubbing my belly and muttering pleadings to whatever god may be out there to let me get this portion over with, I’ll get maybe 10 minutes ease every now and again by falling on my knees to lean against either the ball or the beanbag for a rest and then the squirming starts and I have to get up (with help, I'm now incapable of reaching a standing position unaided) and walk around some more..
Seriously - it’s killing me!
..and that’s before I even mention the acid! heartburn nothing! I have some really nasty strain of acid that eats its way up my throat and forces itself into my ears, I’ve had more menieres attacks in the last month than throughout the rest of the pregnancy combined because these acid attacks seem to trigger ‘em. I’m relying on mint choc chip ice cream and Gaviscon at night to ensure I get at least an hours kip in before the obligatory toilet visits.
I just keep telling myself that it's not long to go - the leaky nipple thing combined with frequent braxton hicks contractions is evidence of that, as is the way my belly has dropped - that's why I can't sit down anywhere, the weight of my belly crushes my thighs and cuts off circulation, in order to get any rest I have to go lie on my side (for about 30 minutes before having to switch because the kid hates me resting!)
Thank god the CFS has only shown its face a couple of times, it's unpleasent normally but when you're aware of discomfort and can't do a thing about it.. well, here's hoping it stays 'gone' after the birth, I think the menieres is going to be tough enough with a newborn in the house without the extra worry of a crash.