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35 weeks

Ugh. Uncomfortable.
I honestly don't remember being this uncomfortable at this point with the other two boys but maybe I was. The worst part is I'm struggling to sit for very long which makes work difficult. I've got a little over 4 weeks left, one month from Monday. My dad is keeping the boys this weekend so I can get some much needed cleaning and baby prep done. Jason and I are of course going to have a little date night Saturday night and thoroughly enjoy sleeping in on Sunday. I'm excited for my Dad too, he's been wanting to keep them for some time and I think Beckett's finally old enough to stay and not be too big of a pain for Grandpa and Melissa.
Everything has been going well so far. Blood pressure has been good, baby has been active and his heart rate is good. Swelling is eh...keeping it at bay for the most part but my legs and ankles are definitely swollen. Weight gain is ok. Teetering on the edge of being too much but I'm pretty much all belly. I've been to the chiropractor a few times which is definitely helping with me lower back. Still sleeping very well, thankfully. And belly has most definitely dropped!
Week 34
Week 35 - belly noticeably lower!

Next week I start weekly dr appts. My Braxton Hicks are starting to get harder and slightly painful. We are on the down hill slide for sure! Trying to rest and enjoy the sleep as much as possible before he gets here.


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