35 Weeks

Just a little update for those that are interested.

Yes that's right, I only have 5 weeks left. I am doing quite well under the circumstances. It is hot, I am tired, living in Japan, and the hubby is still gone. Jackson is growing like a little weed. Almost 6 pounds of cute baby fat. He is very healthy and still very active. Fully dropped and engaged, pressing down hard. I am almost afraid that if I don't keep my legs crossed he will come flying out next time I sit down. At his last ultrasound we got a picture of him sucking his little thumb. It could have been the most significant moment of my life. Laying there on the table watching his little cheeks move as he sucked with his tiny hand curled in a fist. Knowing that Brandon and I made this little miracle. My heart was bursting. I am counting down the days with enthusiasm. I wake up every morning with the motivation of an Olympic athlete, ready for the challenge of childbirth that looms ahead of me. I am ready to do this. But really I'm just ready to get it over with so I can stop thinking about it every second of my day. Usually by noon my enthusiasm is shot and I am ready for a nap.

Sleep has become a memory for me. A lovely memory. Sleep is very important to me, and I know that it will be the first thing to be sacrificed. I am well aware of the fact that I will not get a good nights sleep for several more years. Or if Jackson is anything like his adventurous uncle, I wont sleep until I am dead. Since I am aware of this, it drives me crazy for people in the grocery store to tell me this well known fact. It is also mildly irritating for them to go on and on about how big I am and why I haven't had the baby yet. Yes I know I haven't had him, he's still in there playing soccer with my internal organs. The doctor keeps telling me at every visit that he will slow down, and I am anxiously awaiting the moment when my small but strong child does in fact slow down. Hasn't happened yet. In spite of his lack of room, he pushes on determined to get himself comfortable and then readjust as he pleases. I am growing more tired and irritable as the days pass. But that does not stop me from getting up in the morning to bleach my toilets that I cleaned the day before, and to mop my floors so that they are so spotless they shine. I am in full nesting form. Scrubbing every surface in my house to my hearts content. I know that it will never again be this clean.

Brandon will be home very soon. I can't wait to see him. It's been a long time since he's been here. I find myself trying to imagine what it will be like to hug him after so long. I miss just being able to hold his hand. I'm sure the size of my belly will shock him. It looks like a have a world globe under my shirt. Or feels like I swallowed one anyways. Yes it will be the first thing he sees when he steps off the ship. Jackson and I bought Brandon a little gift and we are so excited to give it to him. Since the gift is a surprise, I wont tell you what it is until he gets home. That's a whole other blog in itself. Homecoming is a big deal for us Navy Wives. We spend the entire time they are gone planning on their return. And I am no exception. I have my outfit picked out and I am ready to meet him at the pier. This week will be a very full and busy week for me. I just hope that I have the energy to enjoy it.