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39 Weeks…

So, yesterday was the start of my 39th week of pregnancy.

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Today was actually the first due date I was given, but then after our 12 week dating scan they pushed it back to the 7th. I’m still kind of hoping that he might decide to come today (or at least start his journey) whilst also panicking about it.

I’m not sure if I’ve said already but I’m starting to liken this whole pregnancy thing to queuing for a popular rollercoaster on a busy day. You spend hours being excited and scared (but in a good way), and getting impatient with all the waiting…then you start to feel a bit uncomfortable and like you could do with a bit of a sit down (okay, a LOT of a sit down). All of a sudden, the wait is over and you’re the next person into the car, and you start to panic and wonder if it’s too late to run for the exit.

It’s terrifying, but I also can’t wait. I’m bouncing on my swiss ball as I type this. And I’m finally starting to get my head round the fact that there is actually a baby in that big massive belly of mine…

…on Sunday night he was pushing a foot out on my right hand side, which was kind of freaky. I pushed it back in and he immediately stuck it out again…and so we started our first game together. I think he was enjoying my giggling too.

So…39 weeks, and where am I now?…

Well, my belly button is STILL an innie (hooray!), but I think that’s because of the chub/swelling. If I didn’t have so much padding it’d totally be out and making itself known.

I’m incredibly swollen. We’re talking EVERYWHERE here. I get up in the morning and my legs (especially the left one) look normal but if I press on my shin for a few seconds I leave a monumental dent, which goes to show that I’ve been swollen for so long that I can’t remember what “normal” is anymore.

None (NONE) of my shoes fit me anymore. I’ve been reduced to wearing a pair of men’s flip flops from Primark. Not that it matters because I can’t walk that far anyway.

My SPD is getting worse all the time (the reason for my not being able to walk far) and I can’t do anything that involves leaning forwards. I still do bits of washing up and emptying the dishwasher etc, but it’s agony within seconds. When we do get out of the house I have to try to tuck my tailbone under as I walk to stop the dreaded pelvic aching, and I walk at about a fifth of my normal speed (frustrating for me and Luke).

I am VERY breathless most of the time, which I think is a combination of being very unfit and having a baby squashing my lungs. I’m looking forward to the “lightening” feeling that I’ve been promised. It’d be nice to be able to breathe and eat a proper sized meal.

My snoring has become epically bad. I can’t even describe it. And the drool…oh my god the drool. I have taken to sleepingon a flannel because at least that way I can swap it out halfway through the night and don’t have to sleep on a soggy pillow…

But! It’s not all bad! I can still get in and out if the bath on my own, and I’m quite proud that at 39 weeks, with all this swelling AND the five and a half stone I’ve put on, I can still shave my own legs and bikini line.

I’ve also stopped putting weight on (FINALLY), which I think can be put down to two factors…1) I can’t eat more than a few bites of something and then I’m full for HOURS, and 2) dragging my huge self around burns a buttload of calories.

Weirdly, I’m sleeping far better (we’re talking like THREE HOURS in a row here) and peeing in the night far less. It must be the way the baby is lying but I’m not going to question it too much. I’ve had three nights of *almost* normal sleep and I’m enjoying it while it lasts.

These may all be small victories, but they’re victories nonetheless. And I’m celebrating them!

As for signs of labour, well I’m getting LOADS of Braxton Hicks and crampy period pains, as well as those weird back contractions. I’ve had a few of those that have gone all up my spine and into my scalp, and they’ve been quite unbearable. I also had what I think was a proper contraction yesterday: it started in my back, spread across my belly, and felt a little like the gripping feeling you get when you have a dodgy tummy…but I’m not going to let any of it trick me into thinking anything is actually happening.

I clearly have a body that likes to practice a LOT before the main event…

 
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Posted by on September 1, 2015 in Baby, Life, Pregnancy

 

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Full Term!…And 38 Weeks…

Okay, so today I am 38 weeks pregnant, but I totally missed out on my 37 week (aka FULL TERM) update, so I’ll start with that really quickly…

...please excuse my terrible hair and general grotty appearance...

…please excuse my terrible hair and general grotty appearance – also, I’ve realised that Luke is *always* sitting playing Xbox on the bed while I take these…he DOES do other stuff, I promise…

I am terrible at organisation and getting things done. I think it’s because I get a bit too excited about things a bit too quickly, and I let myself think that a) I’m jumping the gun by doing more than writing a list (or two or three), and b) I have LOADS of time to do whatever it is I’m obsessing about.

Take my hospital bags as an example. I knew what was going in them 8 weeks ago, and I knew what I needed to buy to be “ready”. There was no point in packing then and there because I had six weeks ahead of me to do it. Suddenly, SEVEN weeks had gone by and not only was I not packed, but I also didn’t have half of the things I needed.

One major problem was that all the baby clothes remained unwashed…so, I celebrated 37 weeks of pregnancy by doing about 4 loads of washing (and then I spent the remainder of the – very damp – week trying to get it all dry…see, THAT is why you do it early)…

...just some of the washing - and our naughty dogs...

…just some of the washing – and our naughty dogs…

…and then I spent last Tuesday packing and panicking that I didn’t have enough onesies or long sleeved vests. Needless to say, my packing is almost done now. Almost.

I also celebrated by cutting into the gorgeous cake that my sister-in-law had made for my “not a baby shower” party, as I had been reluctant to cut it (aka “ruin it”) at the party itself…

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Oh my god it was delicious. Not cutting it at the party was the best decision ever a bit selfish of me…I have ended up eating a slice (or two…or three) of it most days and I still have a tiny bit left a week later…

And today I’m 38 weeks

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…and boy do I know it…

Our Mini one has dropped so low into my pelvis that I can no longer bend forward or squat without a feeling of sudden sharp pressure on my cervix (sorry, but it’s true), and my legs are now so swollen that they’re vaguely reminiscent of chip shop donner kebabs One good thing about his lower position is that I’ve not suffered acid reflux in the past two days. Hooray for small (very significant) mercies.

I’m also sleeping almost exclusively in the spare room…

Some nights I feel like I might be able to get away with snuggling up to Luke and going to sleep in my own bed, but less than two hours later I’ve either woken myself up with the sound of my snoring, or he’s woken me up to tell me about how loud it is. Most nights I don’t even bother trying, and I just wait til he’s asleep and slink (okay, waddle) off with my pillows. The two of us are missing sharing a bed very very much. I just hope the snoring subsides when the baby is here, otherwise I’ll be keeping ALL of us awake.

Only two weeks left to go now…or four if you’re being negative about it.

I feel like I’m jinxing things by saying it so much, but I really do think he’s going to come early. All day today I have been having period pain-type aches, the odd twinge across my bump and a LOT of cervical pain. Walking has been quite a challenge because of the sudden, sharp stabs (a woman on my birthing forum calls them ‘Fanny Daggers’, which is not only a very good way of describing them, but also makes me laugh like an idiot)…and (AND) as the evening is wearing on I’m starting to get those hot, pulsating back pains again. They’re AGES apart though so are probably indicative of nothing.

I think I’d like him to hang on in there a while longer, but I can’t deny that it’d be good to have the waiting over. The control freak in me does not enjoy the not-knowing part of birth.

 
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Posted by on August 24, 2015 in Baby, Life, Pregnancy

 

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35 Weeks…

I’m 35 weeks pregnant today…five weeks from my due date…two weeks from being full term…

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I’m feeling much better than I was, but…

I still have a massively swollen leg. They’re both puffy compared to usual (and I can feel them wobble as I walk, which is gross), but the wasp-stung one has now become the wasp-stung-insect-bitten one and it’s kind of reminding me of Professor Klump’s foot in the Nutty Professor. I hate it.

I’m having a lot of trouble getting to sleep, and when I do I usually wake myself up snoring (and covered in drool, which is also gross) or have horrible repetitive dreams that leave me feeling exhausted i the morning.

I’m generally exhausted and really breathless…and I’m still having panics, but I’ve made a few massive steps in the “being organised” stakes that have left me feeling a bit more in control (more about that in the upcoming posts!) and I’m definitely more positive than I was when I posted on here a few days ago.

My sister and I (with Luke’s help) are planning a not-a-baby-shower for the 15th August. Last year on August 16th we held a mini wedding festival in our back garden (think massive marquee, massive sound system, massive BBQ, massive amounts of alcohol…and afternoon tea because I like that kind of thing). We’d planned a BIG wedding festival to make up for a) getting married in the winter, and b) only inviting a few people, but plans for that fell through so instead of being “MOSSFEST” (as we are the Mosses) it became “MINI MOSSFEST”…I’ll blog about it one day I’m sure…

…so, with the not-a-baby-shower falling on the anniversary (ish) of our party we’re going to recreate it but it’s called “MINI MOSSFEST v2.0…baby edition”…think smaller marquee, smaller amounts of alcohol, less people (because we’ve left ourselves with literally NO TIME to plan properly)…but we’re still going to have the big sound system (because that’s what I want) and there will be more of an emphasis on the tea and cake (because if I can’t drink tonnes of gin when everyone else is I WILL eat lots of cake).

It originally started out as a proper girls only shower, but our local village hall was booked up and what with having to do it at home, and with the date of it, and with Luke being there, it was only fair to have all of our friends there with us…not just the ladies. I’ll be almost 37 weeks by then and it’ll probably be hot…and all the dog kennels are full already so we’ll have two barking dogs to contend with, but I’m really looking forward to getting together with some friends and enjoying ourselves as a couple before the little one joins us.

 
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Posted by on August 3, 2015 in Baby, Life, Plans, Pregnancy

 

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33 Weeks – Braxton Hicks Abound!…

I’m 33 weeks pregnant and about 7 weeks from meeting our little boy…or, if we’re going to be realistic about this, at least 4 weeks away from meeting him.

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…in years to come I’m going to look back at these bump pictures and think “I wish I’d cleaned my mirror”…

FOUR WEEKS UNTIL I’M FULL TERM.

I hope he doesn’t come early, but I am starting to think that he might…

I’ve been getting lots (and I mean LOTS) of Braxton Hicks contractions (I’ve actually been getting them every so often for months but hadn’t realised what they were)…so I’ve started to pay attention to them.

I’d always thought that they were painful, I don’t know why. Thinking back many years to when one of my close friends was pregnant, she told me that she was getting them and that they were known as ‘practice contractions’. I can’t recall her ever saying that they were painful, but I somehow managed to get into my head that they were and that’s stuck with me. As it turns out they’re pretty much painless, although I do sometimes feel the pressure of my uterus on my ribs and a bit of a stitch-like feeling that’s sort of like mild round-ligament pain.

Over the past week or so I have been getting them more and more, so last night I decided that I’d use the contraction tracker on my pregnancy+ app to get an idea of how long they were lasting and the intervals between them so I can tell the midwife on Thursday. I got several an hour (upwards of six per hour on occasion) and they can often last for 5-7 minutes, but can be as short as a minute. Sometimes there’s an hour between them, sometimes just a minute.

This isn’t necessarily the norm…although “normal” is a very shaky term to use. Most women at this point only get a few a day at irregular intervals, and they usually only last for around a minute. Some people say they’re brought on by dehydration, or a full bladder, or by being too active, and that lying down or getting in the bath can ease them.

I find that mine come mostly in the evening (although I do get the odd one or two during the day) and that I’m having one EVERY time I get up for a pee in the middle of the night/early morning. I get them whether I’m walking around, sitting or lying down, and changing what I’m doing (i.e. getting up and walking or sitting/lying down for a bit) does nothing to make them go away.

Sometimes the start of bout of my BH can be heralded by a bit of period pain (it doesn’t last long and goes away after the first contraction) or sometimes by a bit of warm, stretchy pain in my lower back, though I’ve had that same lower back pain a few times over the past fortnight without the contractions starting too.

According to women on the forum threads (some of whom have the same experience as me), midwives can advise about my BH in several ways…

  1. this is not normal…call delivery suite if you’re getting more than four an hour, or if you have back/period pain, or if they last for longer than a minute.
  2. this is normal FOR YOU…don’t worry

Some people are also saying that having Braxton Hicks that last this long and happen this frequently can (maybe) be a portent of an early delivery date. I don’t mind if our Little decides to come early as I’m already bloody massive and will probably be VERY uncomfortable if I make it to 40 weeks, but I could really do without him arriving before week 37…

…I’m just not ready…

…and I really REALLY want to use that birth centre…

I’m not overly concerned about any of it though so I’m not panicking, but I am looking forward to talking to my midwife about it all on Thursday and getting her opinion. It’s all becoming very real…

 
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Posted by on July 21, 2015 in Life, Pregnancy

 

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31 Weeks!…

Monday was the start of my 31st week of pregnancy.

I’m not sure if I’ve posted any bump photos up until now (it’s late as I’m writing this and I’m tiiiired) so here is a picture of me in my nightie on Monday…

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Our baby boy could be with us any time really, but hopefully he’ll wait until he’s full term, so anywhere from 6-11 weeks from now…not that we’re ready yet! This is a quick round up of us so far…

We’ve got our car seat and quite a lot of baby clothes (more about that in another post) but we’re got a lot more stuff that we need to amass yet.

I’m no longer wearing any of my rings. I took off my engagement ring (which I wear on my right hand) and my thumb ring as I got larger (read: fatter), but my wedding ring only came off when the hot weather started to cause my hands to swell.

The small one has been head down for WEEKS, but he decided to get a change of scenery over the weekend. I was sat in an awkward position for one of the breathing exercises (my own fault entirely) and I felt his bottom slide round to my side. Despite my best efforts to massage him back he slipped into a transverse position and then went head up as the evening wore on. His movements have changed now that feet are down in my pelvis and his hands are above my belly button…it’s very odd. I am now doing lots of inversions (mostly downward dog) and sitting on my swiss ball to try and get him back in an optimal position.

Sleep is getting harder and harder to maintain. I wake up at LEAST six time every night, desperate for the loo/to lie on my back/stomach, or because I’m snoring so loud I wake myself up (or because I’m snoring so loud that Luke is begging me to roll onto a different side…or because my SPD is biting me in the ass.

My stretch marks are getting worse, despite the oil, but I’m caring less about them, especially after watching this…(I love this woman)…

“I’m a factory. I’m like a real, legit FACTORY.”

…but besides all of that, everything is great. I’m really enjoying pregnancy (all apart from the lack of sleep and the pelvic pain and the stretch marks).

It’s weird but most of the time I can’t even tell that my bump is there unless I put my hands on it or look at it. I forgot to make allowances for it when trying to squeeze past things, and some nights I’ll cuddle up to Luke and be surprised by the fact that my stomach touches him before I’m expecting it to.

Another weird thing is that before I was pregnant I would often look down on my belly and think “THAT’S HUGE!”, but a glance in the mirror would tell me that it was nowhere near as big as I thought it was. Now I look down at my bump and think that it’s quite small really…and then I look in the mirror and think “BLAAAADY HELL MY BELLY IS MASSIVE!”….it’s very strange.

 
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Posted by on July 8, 2015 in Life, Pregnancy

 

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