It going to be harder to update my blog as frequently, and not for the reason you'd expect. The computer is on the opposite side of the house!
I know, how lazy can I get? But really, our townhouse was small, so the computer was always in the next room. Now that Ricky has an entire office, you have to walk down the hall, down the stairs, and through the entire downstairs to get to the office. I also know that this is a good problem to have, so I don't want to complain or anything. A blog post now takes much more effort. Judah should be preferably asleep, or at least entertaining himself, and I need a large enough chunk of time to sit and write a post. Most of my posts were compiled over several hours of finishing a paragraph, getting something from the kitchen, starting a new paragraph, getting a drink, etc, until the post was finally finished. Now I have to write it in one sitting to spare myself from the long stair climb. Although, my mother-in-law made the very valid point that those stairs and hallways wouldn't seem so daunting were I not 7 months pregnant.
Follow the link to see the update for week 30.
So anyway, the last few weeks have been good in some ways, and bad in others. Judah is doing well and talking more than ever. He is even putting two words together now to form his thoughts better. He'll say things like "dad go" when Ricky's leaving. Or he'll say "get down," or "coat on." This doesn't happen too often, as he just started, but it's still great to see him growing up and getting better verbally. He also is much better at saying "please."
Most of the bad stuff has to do with the pregnancy. I have gotten significantly larger this month, and it's taking it's toll on my feet and hips. I am entering that phase of constant uncomfortableness. I can't sleep on my back, because the docs say you're not supposed to. I can't sleep on my stomach for obvious reasons, and now sleeping on my side is painful because my hips are spreading so much. I can't win that battle. Breathing is difficult, and carrying Judah is really hard. It's not a strength thing; it's a breathing thing. I can't carry him more than a minute before I can't breathe. Towards the end of the day, it gets worse and I don't even feel like I can stand for more than a few minutes. That also has to do with my feet I think. They ache so much from the extra weight. Sigh. I remember all this stuff from the last pregnancy, so I know I just have to wait it out. I won't remember all of this in a few months.
On the up side of things, I have been feeling like I have been "getting out" so to speak. Even though I am mostly home bound because of my niece, I have been having lots of visitors and friends to the house. Personal interaction makes me feel much better, and I have been getting more of it lately. I also started my prenatal water aerobics class last week, so working out has also made me feel better, sorta. :)
The only thing I feel like I am missing right now is a date night with the hubby. Things have kinda been a whirlwind since we moved in. Ricky's busy with house stuff (he's been doing an awesome job pulling weeds, mowing the lawn, and rebarking the flowerbeds) and I have been busy with all my kids. Most of our nights consist of watching Netflix. That's mostly my fault because I am usually wiped by the end of the day and too tired to do anything. I think we both could use some time just together, and give Judah to the grandparents.