Here we are, counting down the days until this babe decides she can make her home outside of my uterus, rather than spending all of her time headbutting my bladder and kicking my ribs.
I had a midwifery appointment on Tuesday, that confirms that at this point in my pregnancy, I am larger than I have been before, measuring 31 weeks. Shocking really, with both other children I was measuring 26 weeks at this point and everyone was getting a little twitchy about growth. This further shows that dates are probably inaccurate, as I’ve never measured on time or ahead for dates, ever. Not even in the early weeks of my pregnancies. I grow small babies, not large ones.
Of course, no body listens to me and they continue to make plans for ‘when you birth in 9 weeks’ rather than Nathan and I (who know how this story goes) who realise that we really need to have everything in place in the next six weeks or so.
Either way, she will arrive when she arrives and then I won’t need to argue my case with the doctors.
I have a growth scan booked for early Monday morning in any case, this was booked at 12 weeks when I was still showing signs of my early sub-chorionic bleed (that, incidentally, caused no problems or bleeding) and we’ll see how big she’s grown then. If the kicks are any indication, she is healthy and strong.
Occasional bursts of “HOLY FUCK I NEED TO ORGANISE THINGS” are starting – I’m medicating these with trashy books, chocolate and hot tea. Sadly, as much as I’d like to nest, I know that if I give into the urge I’ll get exhausted and that’s bad all around. Instead I’m imperiously demanding that Nathan do things for me. You can offer him your sympathies if you like, he’d probably appreciate them.
Really, that’s it. My pelvis hurts, my back hurts, my hips hurt and we’ve been stricken with a god awful cold so my throat feels like it’s full of razors, but we’re all good here.
How are you?
I had that razor throat thing a few weeks ago… warning you have 2 days of feeling better and then your body goes “OH CRAP” and collapses in a heap. Takes about a week or so to feel about 90% better and then another 2 weeks to regain the last 10%.
Oh god. At least I should have improved by the time I’m getting really ready to have this baby.
I mostly feel glad to have been pregnant around the same time as you. You’re a great sanity provider. But also, I have sciatic pain. Which sucks. My hips need to sort themselves out.
Ouch! Yes! I got brief sciatic pain with Isaac, but this babe has been mostly good about avoiding the painful bits. Not much longer for you though (hang in there!)
When this new Miss makes her entrance you won’t notice your sore throat 😉
If it makes you feel any better, my third baby measured a lot bigger than the other two. She was actually quite small, but I was carrying an abnormal amount of amniotic fluid. Can’t wait til you meet your little one:)
Me? I’m fine.
Back to you – ignore the nesting urge, but please get your hospital case ready.
Make a list and check it twice. Stash it in the boot of the car.
Sympathies and thanks to Nathan, for looking after things so well.
Ah the nesting instinct. Such a curious thing and so hard to explain to others who have not experienced it. Many sympathies to Nathan.
Good luck over the next few weeks.
Feel sorry for Nathan… really? Ahahaha! *grins* 😉
Hope your cold goes away soon xx
ZOMG LOOK AT YOUR BELLY. (And your luscious pregnancy hair!)
Lookin’ good.
xx
such an awesome picture. Good luck for the final stretch. I still can’t believe you’re doing this for the THIRD time. xx
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