38 Weeks – Baby Leek

Since we’re getting so close, and I haven’t been having my doctor appointments ’till mid-week, I’ve decided to put Wordless Wednesday to the side for the time being in favor of my weekly baby updates. I don’t have many more, so this is just temporary. So even though I am midway through my 38th week, here’s my update!

Your baby, now as long as a leek, weighs nearly 7 pounds. (Length: more than 19 1/2 inches, head to heel.)

Your baby has really plumped up. She weighs about 6.8 pounds and she’s over 19 1/2 inches long (like a leek). She has a firm grasp, which you’ll soon be able to test when you hold her hand for the first time! Her organs have matured and are ready for life outside the womb.Wondering what color your baby’s eyes will be? You may not be able to tell right away. If she’s born with brown eyes, they’ll likely stay brown. If she’s born with steel gray or dark blue eyes, they may stay gray or blue or turn green, hazel, or brown by the time she’s 9 months old. That’s because a child’s irises (the colored part of the eye) may gain more pigment in the months after she’s born, but they usually won’t get “lighter” or more blue. (Green, hazel, and brown eyes have more pigment than gray or blue eyes.)

How far along? 38 weeks 3 Days
Total weight gain/loss 34 pounds total – lost 2 pounds since last week.
Maternity clothes? No, I’ve magically been able to fit into my normal clothes! Kidding, of course.
Stretch marks? OH, LORD. Not only do I have the hip ones that have been present for a few weeks, but some have popped up on the underside of my belly. I DIDN’T ESCAPE THE BELLY STRETCH MARKS. DAMN!
Sleep Same ole’, same ole’.
Best moment this week Packing our hospital bags!
Movement Less kicks, more squirms/pushes/rolls.
Food cravings French fries.
Gender Girl!
Labor Signs Occasional crampy feelings, nothing regular. 1 1/2 cm dilated at the doctor, 0% effaced.
Belly Button in or out? Innie.
What I miss Sleeping comfortably, sitting comfortably, laying comfortably…
What I am looking forward to Nellie’s arrival!
Weekly Wisdom Nothing this week.
Milestones Um… less than 2 weeks away from our due date?

DOCTOR UPDATE

Had a doctor’s appointment yesterday. Blood pressure was ok; 130/78. Still higher than I like, but not bad overall. Lost 2 pounds since last week. Doctor checked for dilation (which is so, SO UNCOMFORTABLE. UGH) and found that we are 1 1/2 cm dilated, but the cervix is still thick. I know that can change very quickly! She also mentioned that my pelvis is very narrow. She is still optimistic about having the unmedicated vaginal birth we’re aiming for, but she did warn us that since my pelvic cavity is so narrow we may run into complications that could lead to a c-section. She said that we’re going to do everything we can to avoid a C obviously, but just to prepare for a worst-case scenerio type situation. Josh kept trying to get her to give us the chances of having to have a c-section and she refused; she kept saying that we’re going to “plan for a vaginal birth” but just to also be prepared in the back of our minds that a C could be on the horizon. Oh, and did I mention that she’s estimating the baby to be around 7 1/2 pounds already? I know that’s not accurate and that it can sway a pound in either direction, but that’s not a small kid. I asked about induction, and she said she won’t let me go over 41 weeks. I want to avoid induction, but if it means that I get to 41 weeks and she still isn’t here, I’m okay with being induced. Sure, I’d love a wonderful birthing experience just the way I want it but the bottom line is this: As long as Nellie gets here safely and is healthy, that is all I care about. Induce me, cut me open, I don’t care. As long as she’s here safely, that is all that matters. Period.

Are We There Yet?

I have a similar feeling to the one I used to get near the end of a school year.

You know the one; where summer is knocking on your door, beckoning you to come out and play and yet you still have to sit through tedious lessons that go in one ear, and out the other? Yeah, that’s kind of what the last few weeks of pregnancy are like.. Especially if you’re working until your due date.
I decided to play Super Woman and work until Nellie’s arrival. Not only did I feel confident that I would feel well and energetic enough to tackle such a task, but I also figured that the more time I get to spend with my newborn daughter after she’s born, the better. Why waste my precious 6-12 weeks (depending on finances) doing silly things like resting and nesting (isn’t that clever, I just thought of it)?
I’m starting to regret my decision, as the last few weeks have certainly caught up with me. My energy levels are at an all-time low, and I get tired to the point of almost falling asleep at my desk around 3:00 every single day. Walking is hard, sitting hurts, concentrating is almost impossible. I never, ever guessed that late pregnancy would take such a toll on me mentally and physically. I’m struggling to stay focused and train my coworkers to do my job in my absence. It’s like we’re racing; fighting and struggling to get all this information crammed into their brains before the little one gets here. Every day is a battle for me to keep my motivation to do at least a little work. Luckily my coworkers are all very understanding and accommodating. I know I haven’t been the easiest person to work around in the past 9 months, what with hormones and snappy mood swings. I am a very good employee, but the past few weeks I have been a very tired, worn-out and semi-mentally checked out one.
I’m ready for my break. I know that parenthood is by no means easy and I won’t get much more sleep than I’m already getting, but I anticipate spending time with our new baby girl isn’t going to feel much like work at all. Not only am I anxious to start a mini-work hiatus, but I’m also anxious to meet Nellie. Now that I am so tantalizingly close to The Big Day, I find myself almost mentally willing my body to go into labor. I casually mentioned to Josh the other night that sometimes, foot massages can trigger labor. He practically dragged me off the couch by my toes to get his hands on my feet. We’re both really excited and anxious for this girl to get here. We’ve been waiting for her for so long, now that the end is within our grasp, we have found ourselves outstretching our fingers and wiggling trying to grab it! Both Nellie and I have our hospital bags packed, the car seat is installed and her room is completely ready. All we need is her to arrive.
I, of course, want nothing more than for her to get here safely and soundly and if I have to wait a few more weeks for that to happen, so be it.
But I’m still going to try and get as many foot massages as I possibly can. You know. Just in case my body needs a little nudge.