Hello, friends! Care to join me in a happy dance? We’re in week 35!!!
35 weeks is a magic number in the NICU world, because babies born around this time are often perfectly fine and don’t require a NICU stay at all. So this mama is breathing a big sigh of relief to see this number on the calendar!
How big is the baby?
Baby boy is likely almost at his birth length, around 18 inches, and likely weighs over 5 pounds! And it seems very true, since I feel like he’s had a major growth spurt just in the last 2 weeks.
Remember how in my last post I said I only had 2 more weeks of work left? Well, the very next day, after a long day of work and being on my feet a lot that day, I wound up in labor and delivery with tons of pelvic pressure, backaches, and cramping that were all very new to me. I honestly wondered if I was in early labor. After a couple of hours of monitoring and some more labs because my blood pressure was high, they determined that I was, indeed, having contractions, but I wasn’t dilated at all and my labs were ok, so they sent me home with orders to take it easy.
At my regular 34-week appointment the following Monday, my blood pressure was still higher than normal, so they ran more labs and did more monitoring, and found that I was still having intermittent contractions despite having a lazy weekend. My doctor decided that 12-hour work days with an hour commute weren’t a good idea anymore, so my maternity leave officially started then. Even though it would not necessarily be bad to deliver the little guy now, it wouldn’t be ideal – our goal is to keep him in until at least 37 weeks so he has the most time to fully develop. At that point, if my blood pressure continues to climb or if any part of his monitoring strip isn’t reassuring, we may induce and just have him then. It’s crazy to think I might be meeting my little boy in just 2 weeks! But between now and then I get to go into the doctor twice a week for more monitoring. Which sounds pretty lame, but I don’t really mind getting to listen to his heartbeat more often. 🙂
How am I feeling?
Well, honestly, I feel pretty miserable a lot of the time. Little Jack has definitely moved down into my pelvis in preparation for his arrival, and it’s putting all kinds of uncomfortable pressure in places like my bladder and hips. I definitely waddle around like a pregnant lady right now, especially just after standing up, as the ligaments in my hips are becoming looser and less strong. After going away for a glorious few weeks, heartburn has come back with a vengeance, too.
My hands continue to be the most frustrating thing for me, though. The weakness and numbness are at an all-time high, and my left hand in particular now has lots of muscle spasms and cramps whenever I try to do any kind of squeezing motion with it, like turning a doorknob or trying to pick something up. We painted pumpkins this year instead of carving them, because my hands just weren’t up to the task. Pumpkin carving is usually one of my favorite things to do, so it was a little disheartening that I wasn’t able to this year. I really, really hope this goes away after Jack is born, because I have major sympathy for people who deal with carpal tunnel all the time.
The whole gestational diabetes thing is getting really frustrating, too. I’m particularly burnt out on breakfast, and actually had a full-on meltdown the other day because I just did not want to eat another damn egg. Hell, I’d be happy if I could just roll out of bed and eat anything at all without going through the effort of having to cook it. Waaaah.
It also doesn’t help my mood that I am royally bored a lot of the time. That didn’t take long, right? I’m trying to be grateful for the opportunity to rest, but I have never been one who likes to just sit around for long. I spent my first couple of days accomplishing a few last-minute projects and doing some needed housework, but a few too many trips up the stairs one day reminded me that I do actually need to take it easy. So I’ve been spending lots of time in my new rocking chair, binging on Netflix or reading or taking too many naps. And while a nap or two a day does feel pretty luxurious, it also keeps me from sleeping well at night. I suppose it’s just preparing me for all the broken sleep I’m about to experience in the newborn phase. I just wish my hands would cooperate so I could color with all this new free time. But I did order some puzzles from AmazonPrime that should be here tomorrow, so hopefully those will keep me occupied for a while.
Boy, I feel like I’ve done nothing but complain this post. But the third trimester is no joke! I’m feeling really glad that the end is in sight.
Feel free to send book or TV recommendations! Otherwise I’ll see you guys in another 2 weeks! Peace!