6 weeks and 6 days is until my due date. It's going by so quickly and so slowly all at the same time.
A few "exciting" things since my last update.
During Superbowl weekend, I barely felt Mega Tron move. I spent most of Sunday night up fretting about whether or not to go to Labor and Delivery. It seemed extreme, but if I didn't have the anterior placenta I would have definitely gone in. It was the longest I had gone without feeling him and nothing I did would make him move (I even drank caffeine and I haven't had any in almost 10 years - I thought for sure that would work!).
I waited until Monday morning (and felt like a horrible parent as a result) and my doctor had me come in for a non-stress test. He was fine. Totally moving, but just tucked completely under my placenta so I couldn't feel him. I was at the doctor for almost 3 hours. I was so relived and annoyed at the same time!
Then last weekend I had a horrible case of the stomach flu. I couldn't keep anything down - not even one ice chip. I would throw up and have diarrhea at the same time. I called the doctor after hours and she had me go in to Labor and Delivery to monitor the baby (dehydration can cause contractions) and to get an IV of saline and Zofran (anti-nausea). Maybe a little extreme, but I felt so much better after the saline and Zofran. I was able to drink water and finally started going to the bathroom again (I hadn't urinated in 12 hours). It took me about 5 days to completely recover, but everything was fine in the end.
At my last doctor's appointment my doctor told me I have only gained 12 pounds so far. That confused me because I thought I was closer to 20 pounds. All that means is that I was wrong about my starting weight. Or the flu really made me drop pounds. On a good note, I don't have gestational diabetes. I would cry if I had to give up bread too - there is already so much I can't eat with my heartburn!
But I'm huge now - everyone knows I'm pregnant when they see me. I don't know how much the baby weighs, but I feel like he must be full grown! Actually I think I look smaller than most people who are 33 weeks, but I have doubled in size the past month.
Sleep is getting less comfortable - heartburn, lots of bathroom trips, uncomfortable sleeping on my sides, etc. And now I can't eat that much at night because the baby pushes on my stomach and lungs. I can't wait until I can eat normally again. I've been dreaming of margaritas, chips and salsa. That might be my first meal out after Mega Tron is here. Watermelon is another craving, which at least I'm able to indulge in that. I could eat an entire watermelon every day.
I have another doctor's appointment next week, and then after that I wait to more weeks and then start going weekly. And once I go weekly, she'll start checking my cervix to see if I'm in a position to be induced more easily. I can't make up my mind on what to do. Drug free labor sounds horrible because of the pain and an epidural sounds horrible because of the paralysis. It really is like a lose-lose situation for me. We're taking a 9 hour childbirth prep class on Saturday, so hopefully I'll have a better idea after that.
We are so not prepared in many ways - the nursery is almost done, but it's so boring. Hopefully we'll get cute stuff at our showers to help fill it.
We bought our car seat and bases, but haven't taken them out of the box yet - we need to get them installed. We bought a few things for our overnight bag (travel sized toiletries), but haven't packed yet. We don't have a single diaper, none of his clothes are washed, etc. I still need to do things around the house and I'm beginning to panic because I'm running out of time.
I haven't had my nesting/second wind yet. I'm really tired when I get home from work. And our weekends are so busy. Hopefully I can at least organize 1 area of the house each weekend and do a few big baby things. If I went into labor tonight, I wouldn't be prepared at all. But, we would figure it out.
I like being in control - it helps my anxiety. Perhaps we should pick a name too - we are having the hardest time. In fact, we don't even talk about it anymore.
Even our 3D ultrasound (which was amazing) didn't help. He's pretty cute. He has hair and chubby little cheeks. Little guy - he had his head resting on his hand a lot. Even with the 3D ultrasound, it still doesn't feel real. I've come to terms that it won't until he's here.
I'm hungry...I had a few bites of mashed potatoes and felt like I couldn't breathe, so I think that might have to be my dinner. Supposedly I'll be able to eat more once Mega Tron drops and first time moms can drop as early as 4 weeks before labor, so I'm hoping he'll drop in the next few weeks. Of course other women don't drop until they're in labor - I really hope that's not me! I can only imagine it's going to get worse as he gets bigger.
The average baby weighs about 5 pounds now and he'll gain .5 a week for the next few weeks and then near the end, he'll gain 1 pound a week. No wonder my stomach looks bigger every day!
I just want to make it until at least 35 weeks, but obviously ideally I would carry to term. I'll be full term in 4 weeks. Crazy!
