January 19, 2012
Trimester three. Month seven. Week twenty-nine. Day two-hundred-and-three. After months of never-ending nausea, endless exhaustion, and high hormones, I think it’s safe to say that I’m now in the homestretch. Then again, I still have 11 weeks to go, so I don’t know that I should consider 29 weeks to be ‘the homestretch.’ I had an appointment this morning, which included an unexpected (but very welcome) sonogram, so I got the chance to see the baby’s chubby face again. So. Cute. It’s been a while since my last update—four weeks to be exact—so here’s what’s been going on in my world.
My estimated due date is: Thursday, April 5, 2012. I am 29 weeks pregnant today and have 11 weeks (or 77 days) remaining.
According to WhatToExpect.com, the baby is the size of: a small cabbage, at 17 inches and 2.9 pounds. But according to my sonographer, my baby is 3 pounds, 10 ounces. Hm. I guess I should be expecting a 10-pound baby…
So far, I’ve gained: 26 pounds. All I can say is, “Yikes!”
My sleep habits: What sleep? The trips to the bathroom every five minutes have the tendency to disrupt my sleep, so most days I feel like a zombie. A waddling, overly-hormonal, pimple-faced, big-breasted, constantly-urinating zombie.
My eating habits: are apparently helping create a plump baby. I had my glucose test a few weeks ago and it was negative for gestational diabetes, but my iron is a wee bit low (which explains the fatigue, shortness of breath, and ice cravings I’d been experiencing for the last month).
My exercise habits: have left me hanging my head in shame. But it’s seventy degrees today and the weather will be somewhat decent the next few days, so maybe I can start hitting the walking trails—or maybe the treadmill.
My wardrobe: is now secondary to that of my unborn daughter. I’ve been oohing and ahhing over baby girl clothes (and shoes and hair accessories) for the last few months, which has left little time for lusting over clothes for my own wardrobe. But make no mistake, I definitely miss my pre-pregnancy clothes (and pre-pregnancy body) and am counting down the time until I can (hopefully) get back in them.
The baby’s movements: are still strong and frequent, but I guess I’ve gotten used to her elbow jabs and knee kicks. We had a sonogram last week and the sonographer mentioned how active the baby is, and it took a while for my OB to get a good listen at the baby’s heartbeat at my appointment two weeks ago because she was moving around so much.
Micah: is still excited about his baby sister, still asks every other day if ‘the baby’s coming out,’ and still constantly has his hands on my belly to feel her movements.
I feel: sluggish, which is nothing new. I keep saying I’d much rather be sleep-deprived from an up-all-night newborn baby, than sleep-deprived from being unable to sleep from an oversized abdomen and countless trips to the bathroom.
One thing I really miss is: being able to walk past a mirror without feeling the impulse to inspect my stomach for stretch marks. The count is zero so far, but I still have 11 weeks until my due date.
One thing I really look forward to is: not being pregnant. I absolutely adore my baby girl already, but this pregnancy thing is for the birds. I’m just ready for her to be here.
My ‘wee wardrobes’ Want of the Week is: Monthly Onesie Stickers [LittlePrintsParties, $4]. I’m all about the ladybug theme for the baby, so I would love to have these. Regrettably, I stopped doing monthly pictures for Micah after about three months, but I think these stickers would be incentive to track the baby’s entire first year.
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