This Pregnancy

Today I am 36 weeks and 5 days. Or as I tiredly told someone today, "36 days and 5 weeks." And didn't even catch my mistake until moments later and then felt too weary to clarify what I meant. I was talking to a fellow mom who actually has four kids, so I knew she could interpret what I was trying to say.

I think it is fair to say that I have reached the tired and uncomfortable part of this pregnancy. I am officially waddling because my hips are killing.

But sans makeup and my hair being done, I actually think I look pretty good considering!

If you have read my blog for awhile now, you would know that this pregnancy has thrown me for a total loop. It is the complete opposite of my pregnancy with Grayson in good and bad ways.

One very weird thing I have been dealing with is my complete and total disgust with bugs.

For instance, Mike has had to deal with ticks a lot and has come home with them either on him or had an encounter with them while he was working a crash scene or cutting apart a tree that had fallen in the middle of the road or was just driving around patrolling. This has happened probably half a dozen times over the last few weeks, and I am convinced they are on me too as a result. Today I had to drive his car and I searched it for ticks before I even got in it. I changed the sheets on the bed as a precaution. I actually had to block a few tick posts I have seen on Facebook, AND I had to unfollow Daisy's vet because they posted a picture of a dog with ticks in its ears.

I just can't even. Just writing that paragraph out was near torture to me.

Then yesterday at the church, a spider jumped out at me from one of my binders and nearly sent me into labor. I killed it then went for a coworker who then made sure that it was in fact dead. She is a saint. Last night someone I follow on Instagram posted a picture of a wolf spider with its babies on its back and I gave my phone to Mike and asked him to unfollow her because again. I just can't even.

Seriously what is wrong with me?!

I think I might be going crazy.

In less crazy news, today we had what is probably our final ultrasound for this pregnancy. My mom got the opportunity to go with me as she has never been to one of my ultrasounds before. She thought it was really neat, especially when the technician took extra care to get some awesome shots of the baby's face.

Easton is weighing in at a whopping 7 lbs 1 oz! (Grayson was 7 lbs 10.5 oz when he was born.) He is in the 80th percentile for his size, and as the technician said I am "picking up steam" as far as his growth goes. He is already practicing his breathing which she says is a really good sign that his lungs are developed and ready. He even winked at my mom. :)

My mom snapped this incredible photo with her iPhone from the monitor! He looks like Grayson and he even has my super grumpy resting face - or my "pensive Erin look" as my parents call it.

I almost passed out during the ultrasound and then again at my OB appointment as my doctor was listening to the baby's heart tones. I really cannot lay down on my back anymore!

All in all I have gained about 25 lbs but the swelling has started in my legs and ankles so that will probably up my weight gain too. Awesome ;)

But I have 16 days left. Just 2.5 weeks until we get to meet Easton!