Category: pregnancy

Le Bump

Oh yes, I almost forgot to share this picture of me and the Truck at 33 weeks! The day after my last picture, the baby flipped so that its head is down and it can finish growing in the proper position to be born. I was very proud to have such a smart baby 🙂 and I am glad to know there is such a small, small chance of things changing and the baby being born breech.Wk 33At my last midwife appointment my weight was down just over a pound, but the baby’s growth was consistent and its heartbeat was good, so nobody is too concerned. I had that horrible cold for about 10 of the 14 days between appointments, so although I was eating and resting we figure my body still had to dip into its reserves. I also found out that I have been really anemic, and taking Iron and B12 supplements has been helping me to sleep better and have a bit more energy. Not being sick and not being (as) anemic, plus with Christmas coming, I am hoping to pull off a great big weight gain in time for our first appointment of the new year 🙂

Speaking of the new year, being 33 weeks means I’m only 4 weeks away from being full-term! I am really looking forward to that milestone so that any possibility of pre-term labour can just be off the table! There isn’t any reason to be worried about pre-term labour, I think the only risk factor I have is being a first-time mother, BUT just like being happy the Truck has its head down, I’ll be happy to reach 37 weeks with everything going as it should. And that will be next month!! I’m still not wishing it away 🙂

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31 Weeks

I am sick, and this is by far the schleppiest I have felt for a bump picture. But I am not vain enough to dress up just for a picture, and I wouldn’t want to falsely glamorize pregnancy lest my 16 year old readers think its all fun and games. No young ones, sometimes it’s schleppy and stuffed up and achy, and the futon is the only place you can fall asleep, next to a Walmart bag filled with used Kleenex, and you alternate sleeping in the shirt you wore all day with wearing the shirt you slept in. Saves laundry.

On the bright side, I am off work anyways so I don’t have to play the am-I-too-sick-to-work-or-should-I-tough-it-out game every day. I hate that game. Also, the Truck is getting strong! Sometimes this is fun because we can sit around and watch my belly lurch and shudder as the Truck flails around, and every once in a while a limb projects out of my side which is alarming and thrilling all at once. Other times it is not quite as fun because the Truck hammers my ribs and there’s nothing to see, it just hurts. It’s cool though because the last few days I’ve started to notice feeling movement and pressure in my belly even when I’m walking around, and that’s new. It’s still hard to believe that it’s a little person making all this fuss, and that I’m going to meet him/her in a couple months and that they’ll be part of our family forever. And instead of kicking me in the ribs all day, this baby will be spitting up and filling diapers and making noises and all kinds of nonsense that I can’t comprehend. 🙂

3rd Trimester – BAM!

This weekend it felt like the third trimester came out of nowhere, rifled through my cupboards and sat on my couch in ratty sweatpants eating all my favourite snacks. Does that make sense? It’s a metaphor for taking over my LIFE! Thursday I hit 30 weeks (big milestone in my head, kind of like arriving at the home stretch because after the 30s come the 40s, and if you even make it to the 40s you know you won’t finish them), and every day since then I have been tired, uncomfortable, and having acid reflux while all my internal organs get pummelled. I think maybe the Truck has realized that there are two more months to grow and it has more or less maxed out the current living space available in my belleh. It’s not very impressed with my ribs, I think because it keeps getting behind/underneath them and just… pushing. Or maybe I have it all wrong and the Truck is just scratching its back on my ribs like a bear scratches its back on a tree.

Either way, I have come to terms with the likely arrival of stretch marks in my near future, there’s a roll of Tums in my pocket, and I am more and more excited to meet our baby one day. Our due date is only 66 days away, so however long this discomfort/closeness with the baby lasts, I know it won’t be forever!

A Bump Picture

29 weeks today, which means 77 days until our due date! (Yes, the Truck could be born healthy any time between Jan. 17 and Feb. 21, but the internet is counting us down to Feb. 7 so we’ll go with it :P)

Nimoy was almost in this picture, but he is a burner and ducked out at the last minute.

Well that was Gross

I am 28 weeks pregnant today, and it seems that I have lost all of my puking skills from first trimester (particularly seeing it coming and not making a mess).

Generally I’ve been feeling good – a healthy appetite, no nausea for months – so I missed the key signs that my body was NOT happy with my breakfast today. I did finally clue in that I shouldn’t eat everything on my plate, that each bite I felt progressively grosser, and I kept sneezing (a really weird way that my body has coped with nausea while I’m pregnant). I took my dishes to the kitchen and felt a wave of nausea that I knew wouldn’t end in a sneeze.

I more or less destroyed my kitchen and then my bathroom. Once all the yuckiness had passed I cleaned up and hopped online to share (it helps, really). Now I think I will take a little nap. Thanks for your support 🙂