Medical people call it "lightening." Others say, "the baby has dropped." I think the latter is more realistic to the sensation because what it feels like is a bowling ball resting squarely on your bladder, between your pelvic bones. And it makes you walk funny. I mean, more funny than you were walking. A whole new waddle. Reminiscent of a penguin. One thing is for sure, there's nothing "light" about it.
So, yeah, I'm pretty sure that within the past 24-36 hours the baby has dropped. My doctor's visit on Monday showed via ultrasound that she's head down and ready to go. This is the natural progression. One bonus, I can kinda sorta breathe again without wheezing or panting.
That's a win, I guess.
3 weeks and counting...
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