At the end of month eight, little man is about 16 to 18 inches long and weighs around four-in-a-half to five-in-a-half pounds (like a honeydew). He's continuing to put on fat, about a half-a-pound each week, so he's nice and plump for his arrival - who doesn't love kissable, fat baby cheeks!?
I've been feeling Braxton Hicks contractions since I entered my third trimester, but they're starting to get more frequent and stronger. I hope I know the different between that and an actual contraction when the time comes!
I'm still feeling lots of jabs, kicks, and baby hiccups. His movements have become much more forceful - he's a strong little guy - but I'm trying to embrace them because I have a strong feeling that I'm really going to miss those crazy jabs after he's here. Also since baby is getting bigger, I run out of breath quite often. Whether I just finished eating or spoke a long sentence, I feel like I just ran a marathon!
I think I totally jinxed myself with the "good nights sleep" bragging in my seven month update, because MAN have my nights been rough! I cannot for the life of me get comfortable, then once I do... mother nature calls. So, out of bed I go... struggling & grunting...
This should really say, "How I feel when trying to get outta bed every. single. time." to make it more accurate! |
Even though I've been lacking in the sleep department, month 8 has been pretty darn great! Brandon and I celebrated our birthdays (yes, we share a birthday with each other... I know, we're weirdos).
The desserts are about the size of our heads... Don't judge us. |
Isn't Ellie (and mommy) the cutest!? |