It. Is. Hot.
In April. It is nearly 90 degrees, for the third day in a row now! I am miserable with summer heat combined with spring allergies and of course all the fun stuff that come with the whole being pregnant thing… ugh.
Okay. I will try to stop complaining. We’re supposed to have some serious rain tomorrow, and that should help with both the allergies and the heat, so I’m looking forward to that.
Had my 35-week checkup today. Everything continues to progress nicely, there’s really nothing to report. Heartbeats good, baby is measuring right on the money, I’ve gained a pound since my last visit, which puts me up to 26 lbs. I’m reallllllly hoping to keep it to 30 lbs total, but we’ll see if that works. I think it will just come down to how long I go. They gave me the “here’s when to call us and when to go to the hospital blah blah and we won’t stop your labor once you hit 36 weeks” paper today at my appointment. So we’ve got one more week to go, and then baby is welcome to come at ANY POINT. Although, I have no expectations of seeing him/her this month. I think we all remember Miss Fiona and her “I think I’d like to be a week and a half late” attitude. I’m prepared to endure another 5 full weeks of the heartburn and the Braxton-Hicks contractions and the kicks to the lungs and the existing on ice cream and breakfast cereal. Because yes, once again this pregnancy all I want to eat is cereal and ice cream. Somehow it’s not working quite as well on the weight control this time though… though that probably has more to do with the fact that I haven’t been exercising nearly as much. Last time I was walking for at least an hour, 3 or 4 times a week… this time I’m lucky to get out once a week. Eh. Maybe if I step it up here at the end it will still give me some of the benefits at the end of pregnancy. And since the weather is supposed to cool down and be ACTUALLY SPRING next week, maybe I’ll actually be able to get out there.
Well, Finn is currently napping, so I’m gonna end here and try to grab a little sleep myself. If I don’t I will be mucho cranky by this afternoon’s end.