Hello! Like I mentioned last time( The time before that?) I have reached the point where I forget to update because I don’t think I have anything to report.
So, updates: We went to Disney with Nana, Ciocia Mickie, and Judge. It was delightful. We have Disney down to a science and we rode EVERY ride we wanted to, saw every show we wanted to, had dinner with the princesses, met all the characters, saw the parades, and slept for ever. And I finally broke the child who cannot sleep in public. She fell asleep in a stroller. This has..never happened.
Oh, and because I walked 12,000 steps a day, the baby dropped.
A lot of people were fearful and commenting “you’re so brave” for going to Disney at 32 weeks pregnant, but honestly? If you have a system you can do it. Don’t carry the diaper bag (put it on a hook), go with other people to help push the stroller, sit down when needed, bring snacks, and most importantly GO HOME AND TAKE NAPS. I was sore by Sunday, but I did it. And the baby stayed in.
The week after that Yia-Yia and Pappou came to visit, cook and play with Anna. We had dinner on the table every night (Thank you!). Anna got to stay home from school and go to the pool everyday. Everyone had fun (and I didn’t have to cook!).
I had my ultrasound last Friday. Baby is head down and cervix is clear. Looks like we are good to go. Midwife says the baby hasn’t dropped, but I know these things. Or maybe I just have a large baby. Ultrasound said the baby was 4.5 lbs, but I DO NOT trust ultrasound weightings. They are usually off by 1-2+/- lbs. But, every app says the baby should be about 5lbs now. So. Maybe it is 4.5 lbs.
In pregnancy related news, for the past two years I have said “I kind of feel that I missed out on being over pregnancy because I didn’t go full term”. Well, I would like to kindly go back in time and slap me in the face. I am BEYOND over it. I am pretty sure the baby would survive right now if it was born so …I mean, I don’t want it to be born (three more weeks is good!) but I also DO.NOT.WANT.TO.BE.PREGNANT.
Fun fact: When I was pregnant with Anna at 34 weeks I wrote this:
“every day starting at 2 pm. There is a butt? foot? leg? Don’t think it’s a head because the baby was confirmed head down like four times, but could be–lodged underneath my right lung. I can’t sit at my desk comfortably, I can’t breath, I can’t move, I can’t, can’t, can’t do anything”
Current baby does the exact same thing, at the exact same time.
“I am down to two pairs of tights. My maternity jeans no longer fit. I can wear some of my old/looser jeans completely unzipped and open with the band and another spandex top. But, that’s a lot of spandex (which maybe that’s why I have pressure underneath my lung??). And I grunt a lot. Sigh a lot. Make noises a lot.”
Accurate. I want to take my closet and burn it to the ground. Nothing fits. I can’t imagine coming to work for three more weeks and having to decide what to wear. LET ME LIVE IN YOGA PANTS.
SO CLOSE TO BABY.
How Far Along: 34 Weeks
Size of Baby: Savoy Cabbage/Quokka 5lbs and probably 17-18 inches long.
Movement: Now I have to take 2 hours out of my day and make sure the baby kicks/moves 10 times in two hours. If not we have to call the nurse. But don’t worry. This baby kicks.
Status of my Belly: There is no way I can make it to full term. Just. Nope. Can’t do it. There is no more room.
Doctor’s Appointments: Next week I have I think my last centering group, and then it becomes weekly one on one sessions with the doctors (starting at 36 weeks). This seems strange and weird. I do feel like I’ve been pregnant forever but also at the same time that this has gone by so quickly.