Now that it’s finally official – I’m growing another human – I’m sure you can’t wait to be inundated with all things baby (again). Should we let the nonsense and self-indulgence begin?
Main scoop: Tired as always but hey, I think most people in the world feel this way…especially Mommies.
The Science: Baby Center recap – 32weeks. Baby Boy is crowding me. He’s stretching up under my ribs and sometimes (it feels like) past my pelvis simultaneously!
Body morphing: I had another doctor appointment this week. It was the routine pee-in-a-cup, check your weight and get measured type of day. I’ve gained about 18-20 lbs, which is considerably more weight than I had gained by this point with Amelie. The doctor measured my bump and of course, I was measuring quite small. I was so small that she wanted to do an ultrasound to check the baby’s size and my fluids. Ugh, this is exactly what spurred our nutty/emotional day during my pregnancy with Amelie…you remember this drama that all started with Amelie measuring too small, right?
During the ultrasound, the doctor said my fluids are fine and that the baby is small but I couldn’t tell if she was concerned or not. She didn’t have me schedule anything special. She gave me a picture of him (that I can’t really decipher to be honest) and sent me home. It’s one of those weird things. Most days, I feel like this is how I do pregnancy. He’s going to be a small baby just like Amelie was. But when everyone I run into exclaims how small I am, I start to fret. I know they are mostly surprised and trying to be sweet. A friend even suggested I supplement with protein shakes to try and up my calories during the day, but I already eat when I’m hungry. Am I really doing anything wrong?
I’m trying not to worry because worrying doesn’t change anything. My next appointment isn’t for another month. I wish I could get an ultrasound every week!
Sexy stuff! Of course, there is always the restless sleep. I think I may have jinxed myself in the last update because I woke up to a leg cramp the wee hours of Sunday morning. It ripped both Hubs and I awake. I was howling trying to pull myself to standing but it’s awful hard when your ab muscles have long ago been buried by baby-creating goodies and your leg is stick straight like a mannequin. Hubs didn’t know what to do so he was trying to get me to lay back down and we were in this slow motion zombie fight/dance. My calf finally released and we both collapsed back into bed. It’s super sore today.
Food drama: None still! I eat small frequent meals and have even expanded on my typical applesauce and graham cracker diet now that we are focusing on more rounded meals for Amelie. Hubs is an amazing cook and I’m so thankful for his cooking, grocery shopping and meal planning. I drink coffee though. It’s only a cup but I wish I could cut out caffeine completely. But cinnamon coffee (with creamer of course) is what gets me out of bed in the morning.
Exercising? Pfffttt! Silly exercise!
To Dos: I need to schedule a hospital tour and pre-register. I need to decide on circumcision. I need to re-sterilize my breast pump! We need a car and a car seat. The rest is coming into place, I feel like. The more we clean, organize and shop ahead of time (especially for the upcoming holidays), the better I feel. Oh, and we have yet to pick a name still!
And randomly: My cross country season is winding down and I’m hoping to take advantage of these newly free weekends (and weekday afternoons if Amelie’s naps cooperate) to get ready for the little guy. I’ll miss seeing my high schoolers but I’m thankful for the time off.
Just for comparison sake, I thought it would be fun to include my 32 week pregnancy pic with Amelie: