Turns out I am having a kickboxing ninja for a child. 32 weeks today and I have reached the kicking in the ribs stage.
My lovely friend told me last night that I would miss this feeling when the baby is born. I’m sorry WHAT NOW! I can’t imagine a time when being a mum is so bad I would miss being kicked in my internal organs. Perhaps it will be the only time I remember my house being quiet?
It’s not my favourite feeling of the pregnancy, if there is such a thing, although I am one of those pregnant people who doesn’t enjoy feeling the kicks much. In fact, it scares me a little, mainly thanks to the Alien trilogy.
If I thought I felt uncomfortable before, this is a new level of fun. I can’t remember the last time I felt comfortable. Sitting or standing both aren’t exactly relaxing and I am up and down like a yoyo.
I can only describe it as the feeling you get the day after a good workout. You know – the one where you can’t even walk because your legs hurt? It’s kind of like that but at the bottom of my tummy. Ouch. I’m searching for a heated swimming pool I can go float about in so all suggestions welcome!
My app has another update on the size of the baby for you today and I thought you may enjoy it as much as last week…