Weeks: 37 and can this not be over with now…
Baby size: Not just one delicious madeleines (buttery French cookie)…but A WHOLE TRAY’S WORTH! Also, had an ultrasound and she’s measuring at about 5 pounds, 8 ounces right now.
Aversions: Everything right now? I feel nauseated. Starving, but nauseated. Like, why do those two seem to go hand in hand? What did I do to deserve that?! Really just noticed that I don’t want David Ranch Sunflower Seeds anymore. Say WHAT?! I used to sneak bags and eat the whole thing like they were a drug I couldn’t resist. Unreal.
Cravings: Nothing. Thank you nausea. I’m about to reopen my pack of Phenagren…desperate times call for desperate measures.
Symptoms: LOTS of Braxton Hicks. Tight. Loose. Tight. Loose.
Weight gain: No. Oh, I’m gaining of course, but I now refuse to record each pound packed on.
Maternity clothes: Can I wear pajamas to work?
Looking forward to: No baby born on Halloween sadly, but the hope is for the first 10 days of November now. Seriously. Please come soon.