For the past month, when people have asked how much longer I’ve got left, I’ve been saying 3 months. Because 3 months sounds a heck of a lot better than less than three months. 2.5 months sounds just around the corner. 2.5 months sounds like Danny and Sandy’s summer fling. A So You Think You Can Dance season (love that show!). The amount of time you have to wait to bring a puppy home. 2.5 months are here and gone in a flash. 3 months is long. A quarter of a year. Less than 3 months is, well, not.
Wally V, though, has been constantly reminding me how soon he’s coming. A few weeks ago, he started to do more than kick. He suddenly got big enough that he can push on my sides. He stretches, presses on my stomach, and runs his hand or foot up, down and around. At night, I lay on my side, and you can see this little alien-looking bump moving around.
He likes to play. I’ll feel a part of him poking out, and I’ll press on it. He’ll press back. Just a minute ago, I had my hand on my stomach, and he must have felt it, because suddenly an appendage pressed up on my hand. Then he pushed up at my hand 4 times in rhythm.
With his new big size, the only discomfort I’m feeling so far is that he likes to hang out on my right side, and he’s gotten so big that he’ll press up on my ribs. He has all this room on my left side, but for some reason chooses to lean right and stretch up. It makes something pinch against my ribs! I try to gently suggest that he move down, but he fights me! And here I thought I had until the teen years to deal with talking back. Move over Wally V!
Until last week, I felt very unprepared for a baby to join our household. That’s why I was sticking with “3 months” as my answer. But I’m now ready to say 2.5, because Wally IV put together our baby’s crib and bookshelf (the dresser is on backorder). So the room is looking more like a room! No more 3 months for me. 10 more weeks it is! Check it out:
On Being Pregnant 
I love the crib! And you’re way more ready than I was. At your stage, I still hadn’t met the “delivering” obstetrician 🙂
Wow, Mollie. No one has ever described her pregnancy experience in such a way that could convince me to maybe possibly someday-in-the-so-far-off-future-that-it-probably-won’t-happen have a baby. Until now. I don’t know if I’m just a sucker for anything that’s playful or if what you described made me understand Wally V as a person instead of a weird appendage, but for a moment I thought, “Wow, I’m a woman and I could experience this, too! And maybe I should!”
I think the moment has passed, but I wanted you to know that your description of Wally V inside of you was powerful and moving for me.
Hi Mollie,
I’m writing this and not sure if will actually go through. I read your post tonight and something about it struck a memory.
One thing I remember is how Jessica moved around so much I also felt it in my ribs. It was as though my ribs were the uneven bars in gymnastics and she was doing flips!
How exciting! The room looks great, love the bookshelf! Hope you made it to Kohls for their newest three hardcovers for $5. I can’t wait to meet Wally V.
Wally V has such a nice crib and bookshelf. And such a nice dad, who put it together. And such a nice momma, who plays with him already! Lucky kid. 😀