Baby could come at any moment, though I'm hopeful it will stay in there for 5 more weeks. I'd like celebrate the Labour Day weekend by going into labour. Maybe I'll feel differently in a few weeks as the fetus continues to grow and my belly expands... As my due date draws near, I've been thinking about fun potential birth days (as if I have any control over this.) Activities like this help me pass the time without OBSESSIVELY cleaning and organizing (more on that later).
|Oma (top); Grandma|
August 24th: (40 weeks) Baby's due date and Bryn's Oma's birthday. Wouldn't that be fun? Apparently only about 5% of women deliver on their actual due date. Maybe I'll be one of that small group?
August 26th: (40 weeks, 2 days) My Grandma Bracken's birthday. She passed away earlier this year and now thinking about all of this has caused my overly-sensitive pregnancy emotions to be LET LOOSE. Would be kinda beautiful to bring a baby into the world on her birthday... (insert all kinds of "circle of life" poetic stuff that I can't think of right now because I'm crying too hard.)
September 4th: (41 weeks, 4 days) The day after my parents arrive for a three-week visit in Miami.
BUT REALLY, who am I kidding? At this point, and at ANY point in the next five weeks, I just want to deliver a big, happy, healthy baby. AHHHHHHHH! ANY POINT IN THE NEXT FIVE WEEKS! I really don't care when it comes.
I am having either a Leo (July 24-August 23) or a Virgo (August 24-September 23).
Uhh... by those predictions, it looks like I should be hoping for a Leo?
It just dawned on me that I've been pregnant for all of 2013. At most, I will only be pregnant for another five weeks. Then I get to experience this year without a human growing inside of me. That both excites and terrifies me.
Health and happiness check-in: I had a few tough days in the last few weeks, but for the most part everything is going really well! Google Hangouts with family and friends, a DELICIOUS ribfest birthday party with some of my favourite people in the world last weekend, a very supportive special man friend at home, an AMAZING sister, good food, exercise (still walking 30-60+ minutes every day), and a positive outlook have made this third trimester the best chapter of my pregnancy so far. I've been to the OB twice since my last posting and am happy to report my progress is still on track! We had an ultrasound last week which projected the baby's weight at 5 lbs., 12 oz (+/- 20%!). My blood pressure and weight are great. Doctor seems happy! We also went this past week to meet with our pediatrician, who will see the baby somewhere around 3-5 days after it is born. The hospital recommended setting this up before the baby comes so it's an easy phone call to arrange the first appointment as soon as baby arrives!
While I've had other challenges especially in the first trimester, I must say I've been feeling really lucky to not have experienced any back or joint pain with this pregnancy (so far; *knock on wood.*) I've been thinking about this a lot lately. I'm realizing that, for the first time, this outcome may actually be a positive result of my being overweight for so long. Essentially, I "load tested" my body frame for pregnancy without really knowing it. It got used to carrying lots of weight so the weight I have on my body now because of this pregnancy seems like a walk in the park! Ha. I'm sure that's it. Mark this as another installment of "Jillian's controversial health advice": Ladies, I'm telling you to get REALLY fat for a while in your life, lose all the weight, and THEN get pregnant. Trust me. SO much science to back this theory.
I've completely reorganized our household document filing system. I went through and sorted all of my old school notes and put them in labeled binders, shelved chronologically. I sorted through all of the bulk and dry goods in our pantry. You name it, I've organized and LABELED it in the past few weeks.
My greatest feat so far? Preparing the freezer.
4 dozen muffins, two dozen cookies (added yesterday; not pictured above), vegetable lasagna, spinach and onion enchiladas (SARVERS!), veggie mac and cheese, chili, sausage/kale/lentil soup... and I'm still going.
I think this is what they call "nesting behavior." All of the pregnancy books I've read talk about how this can be a sign of labour being near. Pffff. I've been nesting for WEEKS, so that isn't the case for me. And, yes, some of what I've done will hopefully be very helpful for after baby arrives. But some of it is a *little* (okay, Bryn, A LOT) crazy. I'll be the first to admit that.
BUT MAN, is MY NEST BEAUUUUUUUUUUUTIFUL. The only problem now is I'm running out of things to clean... and organize... and LABEL. (Watch out, pugs.)
So, what remains? Thankfully, I still have a research assistantship on the go that keeps me balanced. I spend only 75% of my waking day thinking about what's about to happen. I'm going to keep working on school-related projects as long as I can. Bryn is busy with his summer projects ("vacation" takes on such a different meaning in his world) and getting ready for the fall semester (which may be quickly interrupted by the arrival of a mini-Bryn.) We have no big plans for the next few weeks. I talked with the OB at our most recent appointment about how "the end" will go down. I see her every week from now until the end. If I make it to 41 weeks, I'll see her several times that week to assess how much longer things should be left alone.
In the meantime, good luck to the other mommies out there who have due dates before mine! I can't wait to see photos of more beautiful babies on my Facebook feed... and am eager to add my own in no time at all. Happy traveling to those of you on amazing summer adventures. Congratulations to one SPECIAL SOMEONE who just bought his first house. Best wishes to those of you savouring the final weeks of summer as fall classes draw near. And so much love to each and every one of you who are as excited about "Operation Procreation: The Final Chapter" as we are.