AHMAGAD! Normally I would wait until Friday to keep up my every other week belly posts, but I can no longer contain all the info in my brain.
Let us begin with a riddle and a game.
Riddle: What do my pregnant body and a mullet have in common?
Game: Bump vs. Bum
One’s the baby bump, and one’s the bum… but which is which? Give me your best guess in the comments section! I dare you!
Ok, so now that we’ve got all that fun out of the way, here is my update:
Medical stuffs: Holy giant baby Batman! You may recall that at my last appointment I was told we’d be monitoring growth and perhaps another ultrasound would be in order if growth continued at a crazy rate. Well, Baby H has gone from measuring 3 weeks ahead of schedule to 5 weeks ahead! I’m 30 weeks, 4 days today, so this basically means that my little 30 week munchkin is measuring the same size as a large 33wk baby, average 35 week baby, or small 37 week baby (and oh, btw, 37 weeks is FULL TERM, people). Can you say heart attack? I’m actually not freaking out that much because I’m 99.9% sure my due date is still Nov 9th and he’s just a big boy… how do I know? Well, there is the fact that I just know… and also the fact that he’s already so FAT!
He has little dimples in his knuckles already and was moving around like a wiggly worm (ok, so maybe he’s more Jabba than worm-like, but whatever). He’s my munchkin and I love him!
Yes, I was a little afraid going in because truth be told 3D ultrasounds creep me out a bit, but I was really glad we did it. First of all, it confirmed that our little man is indeed 100% a little man. I’ve heard too many stories lately about mixups at the anatomy scan and I was worried! Nothing wrong with baby girls, but when you’ve had it in your head for weeks that it’s a boy, you want it to be a boy when all is said and done! Second, seeing his little baby face and those big squishable cheeks was incredible. I know that I could have waited and maybe we’re too impatient these days, but I don’t care! I saw my bébé and it made me happy.
In other medical news, I’m happy to announce that I do not have gestational diabetes! WOOHOO! I can continue to gorge myself with sugar. Seriously, I’m eating it straight out of the bag now. Ok, I made that up, but I think I would if I were desperate.
Cravings: Cinnaminaminamon! And J bought Cinnamon Toast Crunch and Cinnamon Eggo Waffles for me… Mmmmmmm.
1. Good to know that after my massive scary weight gain over the last month that I only gained 1lb in the last 2 weeks.
2. Holy swelling. My feet look like they belong to the Michelin Man. If I press on them the dent stays. This is so far beyond cankles. I can’t even talk about it anymore because it’s too scary.
3. Braxton Hicks. I have been feeling these practice contractions for a couple of months now, but today they actually hurt! Also, the shapes my belly take when I’m having one are just bizarre.
4. The hormonal saga continues, except now they are not urging me to commit murder. Instead they just cause me to cry. All the time. My mom dressed a doll in one of Baby H’s outfits and I sobbed my head off. I don’t even like dolls! And now saying that I don’t like things that look like babies makes me want to cry. So I should go now. While I can still see well enough to hit “publish”.