So, now that the big decision has been made, there’s only a few more decisions to follow: what is maternity leave going to look like? How should I approach my boss with my plan for taking leave? And the all-important, should I finish my degree or not?
Thank you to everyone who sent good wishes to Kelly and I this weekend. I loved reading your emails and comments. I am very excited about moving to Rochester, and have created a google map here to chart out important sites to know and visit when we move there. We will probably look for places in the South Wedge because it is so close to Strong Memorial Hospital, where Kelly will be doing his residency.
Kelly and I spent a very productive weekend together, doing laundry, going grocery shopping, washing all the remaining Passover seder dishes (our kitchen is ours again!), completely cleaning out the pantry and mopping the floor, and stuffing more holes in our kitchen with steel wool to keep out the mice. We also managed to finally clean out the box where we dump the mail every day and to throw out a pile of old receipts. I even managed to fill another bag with books to sell, bringing me up to 5 large paper bags so far. I’ll probably double that number.
Even more exciting, we had great romance this weekend! We had recently had some pretty crummy attempted sex that left us both feeling frustrated, but this weekend we had hot sex multiple times. It’s nice to know that despite having so many changes in my body, which can leave me feeling uncomfortable swollen in the vulva (greater blood volume + worse circulation due to the weight of the placenta on my veins) and awkward and ungraceful as I roll around my belly weight, as well as having a constricted range of movement, I can still find a way to get it on. The trick, apparently, is having lots of space so that I don’t have to scrunch up (pregnant belly crunches are not sexy) or stretch out my stomach (it’s already a bit maxed). The other trick is not to wear lingerie that is now ridiculously, uncomfortably tight, and to find positions that are comfortable to maintain, like lying on my side. I haven’t really experienced either a reduction or an increase in sexual desire with pregnancy, although I have heard and read about that being common.
I am always hungry lately, and there is plenty of action going on in my tummy. I still can’t feel or see particular body parts (hand? elbow? foot? butt?), but I feel lots and lots of bumping, jumping, and swishing around. I wish I were getting a bit bigger in the belly, but hopefully I am just a late bloomer. My midwife says that my weight gain curve is fine. And little things have me noticing that I am still growing – I just bought a new bra a few weeks ago, and already I can’t wear it because between when I bought it and now, the band around my chest has become too constricting. I knew my cup size was bigger, but I hadn’t thought that my rib size was going to change. I guess it’s because all my organs are now sitting higher than normal.
For the last two nights, I have had horrible nightmares. Saturday night I dreamed about teaching the final day of my Ex College course, but everything went wrong. We couldn’t get to the project presentations – we couldn’t even get past the opening activity. The classroom was full of visitors who were alternately rude and distracting or there to observe me. I ended up threatening to drop my students’ grades by a letter unless we could conduct class and cover the content I had prepared. I felt ineffective, humiliated, and like I was violating my own values. Sunday night I dreamed I was trapped in a Nazi death camp where many of my friends had already been killed. The camp was located in a high-altitude mountain range with lots of snow (and also some magical, glowing, orange glass objects that were valuable and I might be able to trade for my freedom). I managed to temporarily escape, but the weather forced me back. After the war, my lover (not Kelly) had joined the resistance and was not interested in helping me find and extradite our baby from the Nazi-controlled territory, who had been adopted in the meantime by strangers. I felt afraid, alone, and betrayed. On the other hand, I have slept really well, going right to sleep and falling right back asleep after getting up in the middle of the night to pee, and waking feeling refreshed. I think it has helped that I have been stuffing one of my softer stuffed animals under my stomach to stabilize myself on my side. I got the idea from my dad, who mentioned that there are tummy wedges to make pregnant women more comfortable during massage.
Kelly and I thought a lot about baby names this weekend, and we are singing a song to the baby every day, the baby’s song. I got this idea from one of the videos we are watching in birth prep class. If you read the same story or sing the same song to the baby before it is born every day, it will recognize it after it has been born and find it calming. Our baby’s song is a slightly altered version of Lechi Lach (Go Forth), a song by Debbie Freidman (listen here). Our lyrics go:
Lechi lach in a land that I will show you
Lech l’cha in a place you do not know
Lechi lach on your journey I will bless you
And you shall be a blessing, you shall be a blessing
You shall be a blessing lechi lach
Lechi lach and I will never leave you
Lech l’cha wherever you may go
Lechi lach on your journey I will bless you
And you shall be a blessing, you shall be a blessing
You shall be a blessing lechi lach
The original lyrics are based on genesis 12:1-2, and our altered version is based on that plus Kelly’s remembered version of the second version, which to me more truly represents God’s love for humanity and parents’ love for children than the actual second verse, which is about making Abraham’s name great.
This is the last week of Hypnobirthing, and I have to say that we have been terrible at doing our homework. We’re going to have to really gear up in the last trimester.