Usually I try to make it a point to post a little something every Sunday, when I hit a weekly milestone. However, being on maternity leave has made me even more scatterbrained than usual and I'm afraid I completely lost track of time yesterday. I remembered in the middle of the night, however, when the thought occurred to me suddenly, out of the blue..."I forgot to post!" Oh well, so this post is a wee bit delayed.
So yesterday we arrived at 29 weeks. I celebrated by having a facial. I'd never had one before and it was really, really nice. Although, because of having lie on my side for so long, I was contending with some major hip pain before the end of it.
I was really nervous about going, I must admit. Why? I was afraid they'd use some non-pregnancy friendly products on my skin, despite the fact that I went in there with a list of all the things I did not want to be exposed to. Scary retainoids! Frightening salicylic acid! Cursed essential oils!! When I asked the esthetician beforehand if the products had any of this stuff in there, she kinda looked at me blankly and without even checking, responded, "I'm pretty sure our products will be safe for you." Pretty. Sure. Pretty sure? Pretty sure is usually not good enough for me - at all - but for some reason, this time, this one time, I let go of my need to control and consented. I figured, I am not the first pregnant woman to have a facial. And plus, my skin looks fabulous now and feels oh so soft. Maya kicked me through almost the entire appointment, as if to say, "It's alright mum, I'm fine."
I know this sounds crazy, but having this facial and just letting go and accepting that everything will be okay, was a HUGE step for me.
Other than the facial, I've not been up to anything too exciting these last couple of days. Just the nesting. Serious, breakneck nesting. I am all about the nesting right now.
I'm going to have D take a photo of me today so you can see how big I'm getting. Stay tuned!