So, it’s been awhile, but nothing too much has changed. Thinking back, I think I feel better that I did at this point in my last pregnancy. I remember the hip pain waking me up and causing me to cry in the middle of the night last time, but only some mild discomfort this time. I am starting to swell a little bit, but my blood pressure is low and my weight is still lower than my starting weight. Aside from the gestational diabetes and the cold I have now had for two weeks, I couldn’t have asked for a smoother pregnancy.
I still have my moments where I just want the baby OUT. I have the fear that the heart will stop beating and I won’t know. I haven’t really had to do kick counts because although the baby doesn’t move a lot during the day, it’s very active in the evening and at night.
The countdown is on. Tomorrow will be six weeks until the expected delivery date. I have so much to do! I haven’t packed a hospital bag. I have to finish working on the guest room (take out the computer desk and finish putting together the toddler bed), put together to changing station, move Rickybear’s clothes to the dresser in the guest room, take the newborn clothes out of the attic and wash them, fill out my FMLA paperwork, sterilize my new breast pump and make sure all the parts are there and are working, buy some newborn diapers and formula, do a huge shopping trip and spend a few days making freezer meals for when the baby comes, and maybe hire someone to help me do one big house cleaning before the baby arrives.
I go to the doctor again on Tuesday for my 34 week checkup. At that time we will schedule an ultrasound for around 36 weeks to see how big the baby is and get a game plan together. I am not opposed to another induction, but I would like to avoid a C-section if at all possible. I am also getting nervous about the actual delivery. I am sad that Rickybear will be spending the night with his grandparents while we stay at the hospital- he has never spent the night away from me. He will be just fine, but I need the assurance that I can care for him if he wakes up sick or scared and that I can watch him breath or sleep if I get anxious.
The baby is the size of a pineapple this week. It should be about 4.25 pounds, but since the baby was measuring big last time we did a sonogram, I am sure it’s a little heavier than that.
43 days to go!
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