Eight more weeks, you guys! We're coming down the home stretch now and I'm currently sitting at my desk, surrounded by half-open baby gifts, with a nursery down the hall we still haven't started. But we're making progress on getting our dog set up outside (her cute little house arrived on Monday!) and we should be able to get her room painted next week. That's kind of the hardest part, right? We can't do anything else until that's taken care of so once it is I will feel much better.
Now! To the updates!
Not much has changed since last week. I haven't had another appointment with my midwife, but I have one next Thursday and then we start the weekly appointments at 36 weeks. I find that getting out of bed is the hardest part these days, but once I'm up and walking around it gets easier. My ligaments just need time to loosen up. Also, the Braxton Hicks contractions are getting more frequent and far more intense. There still isn't any pain associated with them, but I suppose it's just a matter of time now...
My goals for this week are to make sure I get my breast pump ordered via the insurance company (thank you, Atlanta Falcons, for providing us with that fantastic service!) and get a pediatrician lined up. My godmother is a pediatrician, but she isn't in our network and she lives closer to my hometown, which is too far away, so she's helping us out in our search. Also, I need to make at least one appointment with the therapist recommended by my midwife just so I have that ally in case I need some help with postpartum depression. It's a sincere concern of mine considering what I've been through in the past, and I don't want to take any chances.
Other than that, I'm feeling good, spending a lot of time enjoying Lucy's kicks (and hiccups, too!), and looking forward to actually holding her in my arms. That's gonna be a good day.