One more week, and we’re considered full-term! Our pre-registration papers for the hospital stay arrived and the company that deals with short-term disability has been notified of my maternity leave. Now I just need to contact my insurance company about McLittle’s impending arrival. It really is about to happen!
We have hit the weekly doctor’s appointments. Three weeks ago, we were told that McLittle was breech. Last week the doctor told us “I really don’t know where he is.” Um. That’s comforting. This week, the doctor (all three are different doctors, mind you) told me that he’s head down and he can flip side to side – think of it as pivoting. So he does just that. It’s lovely.
How far along am I: 36 Weeks.
Size of baby: McLittle weighs almost 6 pounds. He is about 18.5 inches long.
Total Weight Gain/Loss: 33 pounds. It’s slowing down. That’s good….And I wasn’t lectured this week by my doctor. Even better!
Clothes: Let’s focus on shoes this week – sandals are the only comfortable footwear. Good thing I can wear them to work. I don’t see any swelling, but I can tell that my feet are not their usual size. Running shoes aren’t so bad. But dress shoes? No way.
Gender: McLittle’s still a boy!
Movement: He’s still moving, but his movements are fewer, and stronger. I can feel limbs in my left side, and there’s less rolling around. Turns out he still has room to flip from side to side. Lucky me!
Sleep: Slept pretty well this week. I need roughly 8 hours of sleep at night, or else I NEED to nap in the afternoon. I’m a wreck without enough sleep.
What I miss: I miss being able to stay awake during the day. Growing a baby is hard work, yo. And exhausting work at times.
Cravings: This weekend I wanted salsa. A lot. Thankfully, we had some we bought on our last trip to Trader Joe’s.
Symptoms: They say your vision tends to get worse with pregnancy, and I’m definitely experiencing some blurry vision (especially when working on the computer.) Glasses work fine, but I don’t wear my glasses at work. Also, my appetite is almost non-existent. Especially at dinnertime, after eating or snacking during the day. I can’t eat a lot at dinner or in the evening-hours, because I feel sick when I try to go to bed.
Best moment this week: I really started to get things in order. The maternity leave has been set up (through short term disability) and we meet with pediatricians next week. (That might be a little late, I know.)
Kenny says I look bigger in photos, than in real life. So maybe the camera really does add ten pounds?