How many weeks?
30 weeks pregnant now (though I’m writing this at 31 weeks today, as my blog has been having some technical issues and I’ve been very busy). The final countdown is on!
When is baby due?
19th April 2016.
How’s baby doing?
If you read my last post then you’ll know that I’d tried my best to talk about the syndrome that I was born with. It wasn’t a post I’ve ever really touched on before publicly. Not on purpose as such, but more because – I don’t feel any different from what you do, I expect. I feel ‘normal’. Though the beginning of my life was a lot different to the one I’m living now. I was a very poorly baby.
As you can imagine, knowing I have a 50% chance of passing on my syndrome, I was extremely nervous about the growth scan we had scheduled spot-on at 30 weeks. It would be the final check to see how baby girl is doing and to see if she displayed any unusual measurements or signs that would indicate my syndrome, a cleft palate, or any other kind of issues.
We went to the scan and I was extremely nervous. I was snappy with Mark (the poor thing) and very tense. The waiting room filled up quickly and I was expecting a long wait, but we were called in first and I nervously pulled down my maternity leggings to my waist and settled myself, holding my breath.
I’m really relieved to say that baby girl looks perfectly fine. She’d be perfect to me, whatever the outcome, but that relief was so real. My whole body relaxed and I had to wipe the few tears away that had sneaked down my cheeks. We also got to find out her estimated weight, and she surprised us by weighing in around 3lb 6oz, which is a considerable amount more than the 2lb 8oz babies are expected to be at 30 weeks!
She’s doing really well and looked ‘absolutely normal’ according to the sonographer, who was just lovely. We paid for a little token to take some scan photos back with us, but we were told to get a refund as they don’t do them in the third trimester! They did with Bill, so I was a bit disappointed. I can’t believe that’s the last time we’ll see her now until she’s here.
She’s currently head down and, while I know she could keep moving, she still seems to be head down a week on. I can tell mainly when she has hiccups, as they are in the exact place I expect them to be. She tends to lie with her spine on my right side, and her head towards my left side, facing left if that makes sense. I’m pretty sure that changes, but it seems to be the spot she returns too. But we’ll see at my next appointment at 34 weeks.
Heartburn would definitely be a problem still, if my consultant, after my scan, hadn’t prescribed me Omeprazole. Which is a GOD-SEND. It has completely gotten rid of my heartburn and I feel so much better for it. Heartburn was making me feel quite unwell and sick again, and now I feel so relieved to be without it.
At my consultant appointment, I also had my Whooping Cough jab, which was so painful. The jab itself was just a bit of stinger, but the aftermath resulted in a lump on my arm which was incredibly sore. I found sleeping uncomfortable (more than normal) as I couldn’t put any weight on it. And raising my arm hurt too! I had it done in my right hand, and wish I’d gone for my left, as I’m right-handed. One to think about if you are about to have it done!
After that, I also had my fundal height measured, and surprisingly, I was measuring 32cm, which puts me two weeks ahead. I was a little bit nervous about that, especially considering she was measuring big too. But my consultant wasn’t concerned at all. I was actually signed-off consultant care, and I’m now on community care, which means I need less monitoring and appointments and it’s just a relief to know that my consultant (who is just lovely) isn’t worried about me. She remember’s Bill’s name and always asks after him, and I’ll be sad not to see her again.
The only other symptom I have is tiredness. I have around seven weeks left in work now (at the time of writing this at 31 weeks) as I’ll be finishing at 38+3 on 8th April. I know I’ll find it hard, I finished later on with Bill at 39+4, but I didn’t have this journey to work, which is really taking it out of me.
How I feel?
I’m relatively good you know. There’s something hopeful about the bursts of sunshine that we’ve been having. I know I’m having a daughter in the Spring, so now that Spring is trying to break through, that makes me feel excited.
I love the build-up to Christmas, but I am over this frost and rain. Something about the sun and the excitement has vastly improved my mood. And I feel like we might reach her due date with everything on our list complete.
We’re still saving (wish me luck for meeting the £5,000 target I need to have 9 months off work) and it’s getting there. Plus, we’ve finished Bill’s bedroom, bar fitting some new blinds, and that’s made me feel so happy as he has his own sanctuary to go to and have some me-time when his baby sister is being noisy. Plus, I wanted him to know how special is to me. I wanted him to lie in bed at night after we’ve kissed him goodnight, and look around him and think: “My Mama and Mark really love me.” He’s three, so he’s probably going to wonder: “I wonder what it would be like to be a cow.” But that thought makes me feel glad anyway.
Next up, for this weekend, is the nursery. We have a cot to build, and a chest of drawers and a wardrobe, along with a mountain of clothes, nappies, wipes, toiletries, maternity pads, you name it to put away. But I’m excited. I’m looking forward to doing what I used to do when I was pregnant with Bill – just going to the nursery and day-dreaming about my baby. In Bill’s old nursery, in my old house, there was always a patch of sunlight I could sit in (it was May and so lovely and warm) and I’d just dose with a smile on my face, cradling my swollen belly. I want to do that again.
I want to be excited now. Not stressed. Or panicked. Or worried. Or tired (thought that’s inevitable). I just want to be excited.