Wednesday, March 06, 2013
I can't believe I'm typing out 31 weeks. My brain tells me, thanks to biology class, that babies around the 40 week mark, sometimes earlier, sometimes later- but certainly before 42 weeks. And here, I just wrote a number that puts me just 9 weeks away from his estimated due date. Yikes!
I remember how LONG the first 12 weeks felt. Every morning, I woke up praying for my unborn child, for his health, for him to "stick", for his little heartbeat to continue galloping along. And once I shared the news, it's like the time train started up, and ZOOMed forward in time.
Also, my belly no longer looks like a human belly. Rather, something more like a watermelon smuggled in my shirt. I haven't been at home at all the last few weeks, so I haven't snapped a pic, but seriously, when I do... oh heck... I'll probably be even bigger!
How far along?
Baby is on average 16 inches long and weighs about 3.3 pounds (about four navel oranges) and is heading into a growth spurt. I can certainly tell he's in the middle of the growth spurt now, because I'm constantly hungry. I even wake up in the middle of the night starving! What the heck!
Well, it seems that my body is making up for lost time. I am now up a total of 6 kgs (13 pounds). That's two pounds in one week. I'm hoping it's just the little guy growing, and not my bum, because while I'm not over my target, I'm close. I have no idea how much more weight I'll pack on in the next 9 weeks, and 2 pounds a week is a bit high.
I keep being told how tiny my bump is for how far along I am, and it was making me really angry. Did people remember me as fat and are comparing my belly then to now? Or is it because of my wideness that I suddenly look disproportionate? But no. I went to a birthing class, filled with mommas who are at least 2-3 weeks behind me, and I realised. I am small. My belly is tiny compared to other people in my range. One lady there is due a week ahead of me, and her bump was huge. Huge people. Like I thought to myself, holy smokes, that woman should be in a bed.
I can't tell you how much better I felt. I could see what everyone was talking about. And it's okay now. I know every woman carries differently, and every momma looks different when pregnant. I know that my baby is big and healthy, and that my body is made to deliver this particular big and healthy baby.
That's enough for me.
I've mentioned before how much stress I'm currently under. Yes. Thank you Jesus for Rescue and other herbal anxiety aids. Hubby is in hospital again today for tests, and it really does undo me. Hopefully, the doctors can figure out what is wrong with him, and we can move forward. *deep sigh*
Belly button in or out?
It's official. My belly button is flat. Which is quite the feat considering what a wicked innie I had before. I can't wait for it to pop!
Good week! The birthing class was awesome, and I'm trying very hard to take time everyday to talk to my belly and bond with him before he comes. I had my official holy-crap-he-is-actually-comin
ing! freak out, and now that that is out of the way, I can finish preparing and getting ready for him.
I went to the midwife on Saturday, and while she forgot to tell me his measurement, she did tell me that his head is nearly completely engaged in my pelvic bone. It's a bit early, and may indicate that I'm further along than anticipated. But thankfully, because I'm so afraid of induction, everyone is fine leaving my due date later, so that I can give him as much time as needed to come out on his own accord. So he may be early, he may be on time, he may be late. Wait, what sort of update is this? ha!
Looking Forward to?
Hubby being healthy again, getting the nursery finished, To a popped belly button, and to maybe getting the courage to do a cute self portrait.
Wishing everyone a healthful week!