Prepare for a very whiney post.
Well, officially made it to full term. The past two weeks have been pretty miserable around here. It started Thanksgiving day with a terrible sinus headache for three days. Then finally the snot started flowing and things only got worse from there. After about 10 days I finally caved and begged the midwife for something. I have never been this sick from a silly cold. I think it probably turned into a sinus infection (my first), since the sinus pressure was crazy and snot yellow and just overall painful. So I took 5 days of a z-pak and things seemed to be improving, although definitely not as fast as I would have liked. Friday and Saturday I was feeling pretty ok. Yesterday, Sunday, I took a nap and woke up with an awful sinus headache again, so I’m praying that it isn’t coming back. Part of the problem was I wasn’t getting enough sleep due to either the children being awake or myself just being unable to sleep for some unknown (or likely late pregnancy) reason. I finally got two solid nights of sleep, thanks to Matt, and that really seemed to help.
This morning I’m feeling ok. More snot than the past few mornings, but no sinus pressure. So, please let this be the end. I don’t think I’ve been sick for this long for years, maybe even since early childhood, but certainly not in my memory.
In addition, I’m just tired from being pregnant, so I’m sure some of the miserable feeling is just from being very pregnant. I’m ready to be able to bend down easily again, and roll over without pain. My belly is big, the weather is freezing cold, and I’m ready to feel good again.
In other news, my GBS test was negative! So yay, we won’t have to be induced (at least not for that reason, which was the most likely at this point). I’m going weekly to the midwives for checkups and everything is just fine and dandy, nothing unusual at all. Just a waiting game for now. Will it be before Christmas, or after?
So, I’ve had two dreams that the baby is a boy and just last night Matt had a dream the baby was a boy. We have recently rejected all of our boy names, so it makes sense that the baby is a boy. Previously we easily agreed on a boys’ names and weren’t totally settled on a girl’s name until the baby was born, and this time we are settled on the girl name, but have no idea on the boy name. Current option is Rudolph, because can you be anymore cheesy?
We still have several things to do before the baby is born, but we will survive if they don’t happen. Greta asks nearly every day when the baby is going to be born, because all along we have told her it will be born around Christmas, and well it is around Christmas now, so she is ready. I feel like around this time is when I started having more random contractions, but so far none (at least that I have noticed). Greta’s school Christmas program is on Thursday, so hopefully the baby stays put until after that because I really don’t want to miss that.
And thus ends this whiney post. There are plenty of people in worse shape this holiday season, so I’ll be thinking of them when I want to complain all day long. But I won’t be getting dressed most days, because really, what’s the point.