36 Week Pregnancy Update

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Well, this week was MUCH more humane on the work front. Thanks to Memorial Day and some full and partial vacation days, I basically only worked two full days this week. It was a much-needed break, wherein I continued to get shit done. I did LOTS of laundry (cloth diapers need to be washed multiple times before first use in order to achieve maximum absorbency), made more chicken stock to go in the freezer for future use, shopped for curtains for baby’s room, and generally continued “nesting.”

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It’s funny, nesting is startlingly similar to “If You Give a Mouse a Cookie.” For instance, on Tuesday I went to start a batch of chicken stock, but noticed that the stove top was dirty. I figured I could just give it a quick wipe down, but realized that in order to really get it clean, I needed to take up the burner elements and drip pans. And then I realized that the drip pans were filthy, so I put them in the sink to soak in vinegar and water so I could scrub them. And then I realized that the areasĀ underneath the drip pans were also dirty, so I pulled up the entire stove top to clean underneath. An hour later I had a sparkling clean stove but hadn’t even started my chicken stock yet. *facepalm*

We had our final childbirth education class on Monday, which included a hospital tour. I am SO GLAD to have gotten this done, as it was the final piece in the “What the heck do we do when I go into labor” puzzle. Knowing where to park, where to check in, and what the L&D and recovery rooms look like is such a relief for this Type-A lady. There are so many unknowns going into childbirth that every scrap of information I get makes me feel more confident and less anxious.

Even though I am now pretty much full term and Baby Girl could conceivably come any time, I feel very little anxiety or fear. If anything, each passing week just makes me more and more excited to meet this little person. We’ve prepared ourselves as well as we can and now we just want to start being parents. Plus, this whole pregnancy thing is getting old. Especially with the epic acid reflux I developed at the end of this week. I’m definitely not thinking “Dear god, get this baby outta me,” but it would be nice to be able to feel my fingertips again, or to get up from sitting without grunting.

Mamas/fellow pregnant ladies–did you have bad acid reflux? What did you do for it?

35 Week Pregnancy Update

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As is perhaps evidenced by this week’s bump shot (pajamas, messy bun, and Crocs), I am nearing the “I am so effing done being pregnant get this baby outta me!” stage. I’m not QUITE there, but I’m approaching it.

We had a bit of a scare this week. Recently Baby Girl’s movements have been nearly constant and super vigorous, but on Thursday, things were just… different. She wasn’t moving nearly as often, or as strongly, and all of the movements I felt were in a totally different place than usual. I made it through Thursday day without freaking out, but sent myself into a paranoid tailspin overnight, hardly sleeping and striving to feel the tiniest movements in my belly for reassurance. I finally called the triage nurses at my practice on Friday morning, and they suggested I come in for a non-stress test just to set my mind at ease. While I was feeling movement by then, it still wasn’t what I had come to consider “normal.”

A non-stress test basically just means they hook you up to a fetal heart rate monitor for 20 minutes or so and keep an eye on baby’s heart rate. And of course, I felt more movement in the 30 minutes I was at the hospital than I had the previous 24 hours. And she resumed “normal” movement the rest of the day. Nurse Mickey assured me that they do these kinds of “just in case” tests all the time, and it’s always better to be safe than sorry. I couldn’t agree more! I just kept imagining all the what-if scenarios, and how awful it would be if something truly were wrong and I chose not to get checked out just because I didn’t want to feel silly. The reassurance of hearing her steady little heartbeat for 30 minutes was well worth any embarrassment I might have felt. And I was able to sleep soundly on Friday night because of it!

On the good news front, I took Thursday morning off and used the time to do lots of tasks that have been on my to-do list for a while. It felt AMAZING. I believe this is probably the early stages of the nesting phase I’ve heard so much about. I made a gigantic list of everything I/we need to do before baby comes and just went to town. We now have a lactation consultant and pediatrician, we’re pre-registered with Labor & Delivery at the hospital, I bought a new camera, and made an appointment to get the AC in our Honda fixed. It’s been broken for at least three years, but with a summer baby on the way, it couldn’t wait anymore.

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New toy!

I also finished packing my hospital bag, so I’m basically ready any time. While I’dĀ prefer that Baby Girl stays in until at least 38 weeks, if she came tomorrow, I certainly wouldn’t be upset about it. Especially because it would clear up this f*cking carpal tunnel. And get me out of work.