|Approximately 29 weeks|
In general, this pregnancy feels more relaxed than my first one. I am much less in my head about all the details, which I consider to be a good thing. I am too busy living our life to obsess about exactly how far along I am or reading every pregnancy book, blog, and forum in sight. The whole experience has been low-key, in a good way.
But about those details I said I wasn't obsessing over...
Fatigue. With HP I do not remember being as tired as I am with this pregnancy. I have been napping more often than I did with him. I napped almost every day from weeks six to twenty. Even now I am resting at least one or two days a week. Without the extra sleep, I feel drained.
People say that I am more tired because I am chasing a toddler around, but I don't think that's it. Actually, I think that the whole "chasing a toddler around" line is one of those things people say because everyone says it, not because it's necessarily true. HP is a low-key kid. Yes, we get out every morning and do something around town, but it's not strenuous. We usually go to the park or the splash pad and I sit on the bench and chat with other moms while he does his thing. I think this pregnancy is just different.
Sleep. I'm entering the phase where nighttime sleep is hard to come by. The wake-ups to use the bathroom don't bother me since I wake up for that even when I am not pregnant (though usually not multiple times a night). It's the inability to find a comfortable position that is compromising the quality of my sleep. I am a stomach sleeper, which is challenging (read: nearly impossible) in the third trimester. Sleeping on my side hurts my right hip and I hate back sleeping. So far the hip pain hasn't been too extreme, but I remember how intense it was with HP near the end--not looking forward to that. I am also having trouble turning my brain off in the middle of the night, even when I am exhausted. All of that combined has meant a lot of poor quality, interrupted sleep at night, hence the need to nap more during the day.
Exercise. I have had to slow down much sooner this pregnancy than I did with HP. I don't go to the gym or have regular workouts, but I am active every day since we walk and bike everywhere. Lately even biking short distances leaves me exhausted and my legs feeling sore. The heat of the summer isn't helping things, but it is more than that. With HP, I biked long distances right up to the end, and he was born at the end of June. Though then I wasn't biking with another child, and having an almost thirty pound toddler on your handlebars is no joke. I am doing my best to listen to my body and not overdo it, but we still need to get around.
Movement. Feeling the baby move is the highlight of this whole experience. This babe is not exceptionally active, but I love when I am able to stop and notice all of his/her kicks and jabs. The whole process is surreal. It's easy for me to forget that there is a real, live, person inside of my body, until said person decides to remind me.
Mental preparation. I am not prepared to go into labor. At all. I need to do some work on that front, if for no other reason than it is a waste of my energy to dread something that just has to happen. As for the rapidly approaching reality that we will have another child in the house, I am excited. Nervous for the lack of sleep, but excited to meet this baby and have our family together on the outside. Three months or less.