35 weeks (+ 2 days)

Your baby doesn't have much room to maneuver now that he's over 18 inches long and tips the scales at 5 1/4 pounds (pick up a honeydew melon). Because it's so snug in your womb, he isn't likely to be doing somersaults anymore, but the number of times he kicks should remain about the same. His kidneys are fully developed now, and his liver can process some waste products. Most of his basic physical development is now complete — he'll spend the next few weeks putting on weight.

35 weeks! I'm a couple of days late in updating, but.. I'm tired. Am I feeling done yet? Nope! Physically I am feeling good for the most part. But carrying this belly around, eating the amount I am eating (it seems like a lot lately), the peeing.. oh, the peeing. Our water/sewer bill is going to by sky high from the number of times I'm having to uh, go pee. Ehem. Haha. Kidding. I am just exhausted. Making my once every 1.5-2 week trips to the store for groceries is not happening. I'm going more often, but for less stuff each time. I seem to have enough energy to get around $75 in groceries before I am dragging myself to the register.

I am NOT complaining. Less than two weeks. It's so strange to think how close it is. I'm not upset about it being so soon, but the anticipation is bringing on a mix of emotions, though all are positive. The excitement of imagining seeing him finally, seeing him with his daddies, it's fun to think about though I get teary eyed at certain points.

I am feeling somewhat better about the surgery. They are allowing my husband into the OR with me, which made a world of difference for me emotionally. The idea of laying on that table alone had me panicking. It's weird how good I feel going into it, but they lay me back on that table and I start crying nearly immediately. This always makes the anesthesiologist question if I am okay. Yep, I'm fine, just being hormonal! Thanks. ;) Going into this one, this much more dramatic surgery, I need my husband there. I'll be the first one to admit that I am going to be a mess of emotions once they have me on the table. I don't get hysterical, but I cry practically non-stop. Not sobbing, just the tears don't stop. The excitement and overall emotions of this baby coming out, the one we all worked for for so long it seems, it just makes my throat tighten up.. and the tears flow! :)

I'm still semi-worried about the hysterectomy, how it'll go. I am praying like crazy that things go decently, that I don't need to be put under general anesthesia. I know many do fine with it, but I've never had to be put under, and no amount of "been there, done that" stories will make me any less emotional about the idea of them maybe putting me out. I just told my OB that my husband had better be there when I wake or right after, or they may as well give me a shot of anti-anxiety meds right then and there! (And I hate medications, but I know how I am, too!)

I am so thankful that Sprout's daddies have been so awesome. I know I've said it, but I think it's made a world of difference. It definitely puts me at ease, and I just feel in my heart that fatherhood will come to them so easily. I'm not saying they won't have that momentary, "Oh my gosh, we're responsible for this tiny human being!" (I still remember that feeling, whoa!) Overall, they'll be great, and I know it.. and that puts me at ease.

Anyway, the poor little boy in my uterus is definitely running out of room. He's losing his room that he had to stretch out (and kick me hard when I'd take up some of his precious room!). When he has the hiccups now, I don't just feel them, I see them so easily now. Last night, I believe it was his chest or back, was against where my navel was (must have been his back, but I was trying not to touch or feel much so as not to bother him, lol). He was hiccuping and goodness, my entire belly was shaking SO HARD. This means that his head bumps into the placenta which bumps my bladder. It's kind of funny.

I feel like my belly is growing daily. I look at my bare belly and it's so weird to see, though it's not like this is my first time around the block! It's amazing how the skin just stretches. My skin on my belly is translucent in some places, and the veins are just very prominent. I'm the dork that likes to look and see the "branches" of the veins all over my belly. It's amazing to me.

So, not much going on. I am baking quite a bit in the past few days. That's all I want to do is bake. I don't want to make dinner (unless it's baking!), not even a sandwich, I just wanna BAKE. Three nights in a row of baking and freezing goodies. I took tonight off, though not because I wanted a break, but because I was out of wheat germ.

And now I am off to eat and go to bed! Sprout is wide awake and moving about, which I swear is depleting my energy, so I need something in my tummy before I hit the sack!