The 36th Week.

This week has been my most uncomfortable so far.

I'm nearly positive he started dropping, and he isn't being shy about pushing himself downwards. For that matter, he hasn't been shy about stretching, shifting, and everything else. He's been very active ever since I first have been able to feel him move, but my god. It's crazy these days. It truly feels like he grew a pound overnight; he tries to push for more space all the time and I feel his noggin pressing into me, and his legs pushing upwards and all this crazyness. My belly takes on some crazy shapes at times!

Also, the one terrible complaint I've had since the first trimester is getting worse. I mostly learned to combat my sciatic nerve pain, and figured out how to prevent it almost entirely. But this week, it pretty much just hurts all the time. If I'm moving my left leg, the nerve is hurting. If I'm sitting up, it's hurting, and especially if I'm trying to reposition or rollover in bed, it hurts. 

I'm SO ready to have my body back to myself and to have it start going back to normal. I can't do this much longer anyway; I'm running out of clothes! I have a few wardrobe staples that have lasted me the whole pregnancy, that are now starting to just fit or become a little tight. God dammit. I have large coats I can't button and baggy pajama pants that waistline squeezes too tight. Thank goodness for the oversized lounging tshirts I borrowed from my mom, they're the most comfortable things I have right now! This shit's getting ridic.