Monday, December 30, 2013

Captain's log, stardate 30.12.2013. This may be my last entry.

So, last time I remarked that 30 weeks felt like panic time. Well, turns out I was wrong. 38 weeks (and change) is definitely panic time. Less than two weeks to go! Jim was a couple days early, too, and they say that your second is usually a little earlier than your first, so really, could be any day now. Holy crap. So let's have an update, since we haven't had one of those in a while.

Me this morning. I feel like I'm going to topple over any second.

How far along? 38 weeks and 2 days.
Total weight gain/loss: Up 28 pounds. At least five of those are from Christmas, though.
Maternity clothes? I have three shirts and one pair of pants that fit. I have some dresses, too, but it's too damned cold for dresses right now.
Stretch marks? Two new ones, each about a centimeter long. I'm hoping they don't spread.
Sleep: Really uncomfortable. My back hurts no matter how I lie.
Best moment this week: I got a bonus ultrasound on Friday, and my sister got to come, so that was fun. Also, Jim announcing firmly that he will help the baby chop down a tree.
Movement: Yes, lots. I think she's trying to tunnel out through my cervix.
Food cravings: Ice cream.
Gender: Ultrasound tech confirmed girl for the fourth time (and used the euphemism 'hamburger' for the girly bits, which is particularly gross, yes?).
Labor Signs: Tons of practice contractions and cervical pressure.
Belly Button in or out? In, but super tiny.
What I miss: Getting off the couch without it being a complete production.
What I am looking forward to: Putting adorable pink hats on her. Also, watching a newborn and a toddler attempt to chop down a tree.
Milestones: Full-term, of course.

We may have gone slightly overboard on the clothes. This is all newborn or 0-3m stuff.

38 weeks with Jim, just for reference. And as a reward for scrolling down this far...

Ultrasound pictures from Friday (37w6d). She definitely looks more like my side than Noah's, I think.

Seriously, look at those cheeks.


Tarren said...

Is that ALL the clothes? Seriously, you may go through all that in a day if you have a spitter, like Camielle was. Seriously, we were changing her clothes every half an hour to an hour, after she had a bottle, until we realized, after 3 formula changes until we got one she could keep down. Also, giving her cereal helped too. I know the docs frowned on that, but she had acid reflux and was on zantac from about a week or two old, so when we started giving her cereal at 6 weeks, it helped keep everything down. Sadly, it didn't help her to sleep though...sigh. Wishing you all the best and a safe and relatively speedy delivery!
Hope you had a very Merry Christmas!

Ma said...


Leah said...

Haha, hope she's not a spitter, then! Jim was a remarkably neat newborn and needed like one onesie per week (although I changed him way more often than that, obviously, so he could use all his cute stuff). If Lottie's messier there might be some thrift store runs in our future...

Oma said...

mwahahaha! if you continue following suit and she's like Rhianna beware! Not clothes, just constant screaming for several months. Good luck I'll be thinking of you often in the next few days.