38w0d

How Far Along: 38w0d

Weight Gain: 25 lb’s

Maternity Clothes: Totally

Symptoms: Random contractions, BH contractions, pain from Baby Girl moving around, peeing all the time, sciatic pain, stuffy nose, indigestion that tastes gross coming up, and feels worse coming out. (TMI, I know, but it's relevant for later remarks. Be warned.)

Stretch Marks: Maybe I should just remove this again, now that I've acknowledged that they're there?

Sleep: When Elijah isn't waking me up often from crying, and when a smoke detector isn't going off randomly at 1:50am, I'm sleeping pretty well. Sure I roll over often throughout the night, but I don't even look at the clock anymore to see how often, and I'm back asleep within minutes, if not seconds. I've been getting up to go pee 2-3 times, but even that doesn't throw off sleeping too much.

Best Moment of the Week: Food. It was Rachelle's birthday over the weekend, so mum made cake one day, and we had dinner there the next day and she made the skor pudding with brownie thing. I love it.

Movement: Yep, some jabs, and lots of waves, rolls and stretches. Every time I feel it, I can't help but imagine Baby Girl making all those movements outside of me, and having the room she wants (and needs!) to stretch out!

Food cravings: Milk, Rolos, Wendy’s 1/4 lb single meal with a chocolate frostie

Gender: A girl!

What I Miss: Sleeping in, but that’s not pregnancy-related, that’s just having kids related. When I was pregnant with Elijah I would sleep in until 9am most days, and after having him I was able to sleep until 10am every morning for months before Matt decided to stop working from home for that time and force me to get up earlier. I know it was a change that needed to happen, but I seriously miss sleeping as long as my body wants to, and it’s about to get even harder to do so!

What I’m Looking Forward To:  Going into labour (as I mentioned last week) but also the mom-to-mom sale this weekend, painting my toenails this afternoon, and spending time with Tiffany and Julia tomorrow evening. OH and finishing my baby blanket for Baby Girl!

Milestones: 38 weeks. Apparently even though full-term is 37 weeks, my midwives recommended not hoping I go into labour then, as the baby isn't quite...fully full-term until 38 weeks. So yeah for that!

Emotions: Irritated often, weepy, bored yet excited, it's a jumble to me. I used the word 'vacillate' this morning, and Matt said it's a good word that describes me really well right now. I can't help but agree!

Belly Photo: (to be taken later)

 

So, I'm torn right now. Or, as I said to Matt, I vacillate between being ecstatic that I'm already 38 weeks, and morose that I'm only only 38 weeks. And sometimes, even a little worried that I'm already 38 weeks.

Yesterday I was excited to be this far. This morning it feels like nothing. And then in the middle of the night, when I got up for the 3rd time to go pee, I thought to myself, "I don't really want a baby right now."

This is all just so silly! I know that I am excited. I know that the baby will come when she is good and ready, which could be any day, but is more likely than not in about 2.5 to 3 weeks. And as for not wanting a baby, that's just ridiculous. Of course I want this baby. I want her SO much. I just am not looking forward to getting up more than the 2-3 times a night I already get up to go pee, and combining STAYING up for 30-60 minutes at a time. Oh the other hand, however, I AM looking forward to nursing this little one, so that'll offset the difficulty of having a newborn. I know this. I just tend to forget it at 4:30am.

Another thing that has been...interesting lately is my mindset on when I go into labour.

With Elijah, 38 weeks occurred right on New Years Eve. I was feeling blue that he was not going to come in 2009, and I felt that, since he could have come any time in that week of full-term-ness and didn't, that he definitely WOULD come before my due date. This isn't making sense, but suffice it to say that I felt sure he'd be early. So every day was tense, exciting, and inevitably disappointing. To say going 13 days overdue was torture is a serious understatement!

So this time, I feel like I'm being wiser about it. I don't just know logically that the average 2nd baby is born 3 days past her due date, I also know psychologically that going extremely late is a possibility, nay, even a probability in my case, given how late Elijah was. I don't expect this baby to be at all early (in fact, I'd prefer an October birthday for her anyway.) It's made this countdown a lot easier, and in a way, a lot more surreal (as I wrote about in my last post.) I just realized that part of the surreality of it is that I could have a baby any day, but that I don't really believe it WILL be any day.

But then, there are things that I'm feeling that I never felt at this point with Elijah, and it makes me wonder if I'm going to go into labour soon. For instance, random, but real contractions.

I would add increased BM onto the list of things that might indicate impending labour, but I just figured this all out this morning. I was thinking, "Maybe I'm going to go into labour tonight! These BM have been insane!" (haha totally TMI, but I did warn you!) but then I clued in that it's because of this awful indigestion I've been experiencing. Every time I get the pressure and sulphur burps, then the next day my stomach aches pretty much all day. Another reason I'm feeling done. ;)

Anyway, now that I've bared all I'm going to finish this up and spend some time with my little man. Maybe I can manage to keep him from getting injured some more than he already has been in the last 24 hours. First a bee sting, then ultra diaper rash, and lastly pinching his belly in bi-fold doors. Poor baby!