Thursday, 10 February 2011
Four weeks to go...
I'm suffering from a drawn out brain fart. And I honestly think time is moving twice the speed it normally does. I feel like I have so much to tell you and as soon as I sit down to get it into words - pffffftt! I have the attention span of a nat and get distracted easier than a two-year-old at Chucky Cheese. Anyway, since this is a fixed format it's a little easier to bring my mushy brain to perform for a few minutes. But after seeing Dr. Swedish today for our 36 week check up I'm starting to think monthly updates just won't cut it anymore. After establishing that Bubba's head is waaaay down in my pelvis he told me with a big grin on his face to "make another appointment in two weeks, if you're still pregnant by then."
You guys, it looks like this Circus Performance could start any day now!
How far along?
Apprx. 20 inches / 51 cm,
According to Dr. Swedish's guesstimate Bubba now weighs in at 7.5 lbs / 3.4 kg - He also predicts Bubba will be well over 8 lbs by the time of delivery - HOLY BUBSTER!
My total chunk-o-meter:
18 lbs / 8.2 kg - All that food I'm eating is going straight to the little hungry man in my belly.
Knocking on wood - maybe I won't get any? Varicose veins on my thigh has mystically appeared over the past two months though... grrrrrowl.
Belly button status?
Not completely out, not sure if it will. Still weird/disgusting when somebody touches it.
Crazy dreams are back! No need for adventure books or movies, all I need is a couple of hours of snoozing and I'm in some high-speed chase in a stolen car chased by bad guys.
Foods I can't live without:
Tomatoes and avocados are still yummy but right now I crave kiwis!! Not the birds, the fruit.
Foods I can't stand:
While fish and chips taste really great going down, I can't seem to keep it down. Same thing with everything super greasy
Best moments this month:
• Baby shower - this is one of those things I should dedicate a post to, but can't seem to gather my thoughts long enough to actually do so.
I cried happy tears in the car going over there thinking of how distant the possibility of me having a baby shower seemed not too long ago.
Instead of cards I got everyone's favorite children's book - can't wait to start reading them to Bubba.
MOTHER sent a massive gift and completely shocked both me and Diver Dude - she's not the loving grandma/mother/mother-in-law type, quite the opposite actually. But she seems genuinely excited about having a grandson!
Lots and lots of itty-bitty clothes now fill the drawers in Bubba's room
• A good friend from Seattle who struggled with IF for almost ten years came to visit with her hubby - after turning 40, moving across the Atlantic, getting a small house and building a new child-free life - she's pregnant!! Due just about a month after us!
Worst moments this month:
Again this needs a post of it's own but it'll have to be squished into this. Sex. Or rather, lack of sex. As the weeks pass and I feel sexier than ever, happy and filled with confidence, Diver Dude, well... he's just not that into it. He struggles to adjust to my growing belly and the fear of poking Bubba in the eye is just turning him off. Sigh.
Crazy boy! Now that he's running out of room those movements can knock the wind out of me. Kicks to the ribs, punches to the cervix and stretching in all directions makes for a comfortable mama :)
We have a new player on the scene this month. A sharp, pinching, gradually building pain in the cervix that comes and goes. I'm guessing contractions. If that's what they feel like now... It's gonna HURT LIKE A MOFO!!
It's a boy. And if he keeps growing at this rate he'll come out with a full beard!
What I miss?
Good red wine. Or what it used to taste like. It still smells divine, but if I take a sip it's rancid! I hope my taste buds go back to normal.
What I'm looking forward to?
Labor rehearsal on February 17th - it was postponed. I think it'll include a walk-through of my hospital's L&D, going over labor and breathing techniques, and a show-and-tell of your hospital bags.
Meeting my baby boy.
Napping during the day is perfectly fine. In fact, it should be mandatory.
Bubba is head down and ready to go! We're at term.
Excited and tired. A little nervous about the pain involved with delivery, but still maintaining the cool-ish attitude of "que sera, sera". At the same time I'm curious how I will cope, and feel kind of "pumped" for the event. Ask me again when this show hits the road :)