So, um..... I have seriously neglected this blog.... thought about posting a bunch of times, but never really got around to it.
Short story is that I am now 39 weeks pregnant. Yeah....
So, I will do my best to update the in between parts since then. Well, the next appointment was on Valentine's day. And I'll be honest, I was super nervous. In fact, Lance and I celebrated Valentine's the day before by going out to eat at the Roof in Salt Lake (super romantic and amazing food) just in case Valentine's Day itself ended up being a bust. Not that we didn't think we'd be pregnant but I was super worried that something might be wrong with the baby. Not that I had any cause to think something might be wrong, but I have been really paranoid this whole pregnancy. The slightest weird feeling or reading something on the Internet about potential problems and I react to it. Lance has been great - supportive and a real voice of calm and logic during everything so that I don't just take it to the next level for no reason.
Anyway... so the appointment.... :) So we go in and wait....and wait... I was so nervous and just praying that the baby would not be too squirmy so we could find out. The ultrasound tech was awesome, just a cute girl who was really good at pinpointing the spine, feet, head, heart everything. It was very relieving to see that the baby was doing well, nothing unusual. Of course though the legs were tucked underneath Indian style preventing a good look at whether we were having a girl or a boy. So we looked at the head a bunch, took measurements. It was really fun to see our little person in there - it made it feel real. Especially since at this point I couldn't feel the baby move around or anything. For the most part the appointment was fun, we didn't cry or anything (thought we might), and the gel they put on me was nice and warm, however because the head was curled into my pelvic bone, the ultrasound tech had to push hard to get a good picture and it kinda hurt. Finally, finally the ultrasound caught an open glimpse of our little baby..... IT'S A BOY!! :)
And while I did say that it doesn't really matter if it's a girl or a boy, I was hoping for a boy first since I have loved having an older brother and wanted that sort of protection for the rest of our kids. Plus all I have are nephews right now and our little guy would only be about 8 months younger than the newest ones, so it's a good age for him to have his own spotlight, but still be able to play and get along with everyone else.
So yeah, a BOY!! :)
The next big milestone was waiting to feel him move around, which I figured would take a while since I'm overweight and have anterior placenta - which means that the placenta is between baby and I which could mean that feeling movements would be harder to detect because of the extra padding. I didn't really feel him move til I was 21 weeks, and at first I wasn't sure what I was feeling, whether it was me or the little guy.
It felt like stomach rumblings, but the difference was that it wasn't a result of something I ate, or hadn't eaten. It would just happen independently from me. It's so exciting!! I would always feel relieved after an appointment just knowing our little guy was doing well, but finally I could know every day that he was moving around and hopefully doing well.
And man does he move. :) At first they were slight flutters, an occasional soft kick. I would feel him most when I would be getting ready for bed and lying on my back I could feel him move better. It was kinda magical. Just laying there, feeling him move, bonding together. And of course, every time I would call out to Lance to come feel him, he would stop moving.... it was kind of annoying because here was physical proof that I wanted to share with Lance, and our baby never seemed to cooperate.
Then as he got bigger and bigger, the kicks would be more pronounced, and the flutters turned into somersaults and finally Lance could feel him move, and I got to feel him more and more during the day.
Overall, this pregnancy has been a cinch. I almost don't like telling people how I feel when they ask, because it's been so easy. I get tired and as the pregnancy has progressed I've started taking naps (a first for me), but really other than that, I've been just fine. Just getting bigger and bigger and now I need help getting out of the couch if I lay too far back and turning from side to side at night gets hard because my center of balance is off, but I've been so lucky thus far. I have really enjoyed pregnancy. It's made me feel great. It is a little weird to know that there is a person growing inside of me, and that he has his own needs, wants and moves independently from me. But it's exciting as well.
Soon I'll be a mom - something I've wanted my whole life and I get to parent with a man who is amazing, smart and gentle, who loves kids and who I am dying to see with our little guy curled into his arms.
We just had another appointment yesterday (I'm down to an appointment every week now because I'm so close) and I am dying to meet our little guy. I'm a little tired of being pregnant, mostly because I feel so awkward and huge, and sleep isn't as easy any more, but for the most part, I just can't wait to finally have him in my arms after nine months of feeling him with me. I want to kiss his cheeks, and squeeze his fat little legs. I just want him here!! I even asked if I could be induced early, but I have to wait til at least 40 weeks (Sunday) before I can have that option. Hopefully he gets here earlier than that!! :)
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