How many weeks?
33 weeks pregnant now – the first time I think I can remember ever doing one of these posts on time actually. Hurrah for planning and lunch breaks!
When is baby due?
19th April 2016. I am really starting to wonder if this will really be the day. Or what day she might arrive.
How’s baby doing?
She’s really good. She’s been brilliant at reminding me that she’s okay. I know she’s not in there thinking: “Must have a wiggle and let Mum know how I’m doing.” But after my fall last week, it’s been a huge comfort to have a wiggly little baby like her.
Her movements have probably reached a plateau now, as you can expect them to in the third trimester. She seems very much like a breakfast, lunch and tea kind of girl. I can always guarantee she’ll be awake when I eat, and even in between. She seems quite good at settling down at night, after a good old pre-bedtime wiggle, unlike Bill who would sometimes keep me up.
As for size, she’s now roughly the same size as a honeydew melon, which, well, blows my mind to be honest. I’ve eaten enough of the stuff to be familiar with that big ball of fruit, and imagine it as a big ball of baby instead. Weight wise, on average, a 33 week baby is around 4lbs 3oz, and measuring at 43.7cm long. I’d be tempted to add a bit extra on for her, given the way she’s been measuring, both from her growth scan and my fundal height. But we shall see!
I have been honestly doing quite well really. I’m still taking Omeprazole for heartburn, and I take that every other day as I don’t find I need it daily. And that was my biggest bother a few weeks back as I was unable to eat or drink comfortably, and it was making me feel sick and keeping me up at night. I really recommend it if you’re suffering like I was.
I’ve been getting a lot of lightning crotch in the past few weeks. I don’t know what she is doing down there in all honesty, as it really hurts! But I’m coping. It does make me jump sometimes though – and hiding my ‘electric vagina face’ at work is proving difficult sometimes. And I wish I was joking.
Other symptoms, have mainly been cravings. Which I’ve found quite strange as I didn’t really have this urge with Bill. But my goodness do I like the sweet stuff at the moment. Especially fruit, cakes, pastries and biscuits. I’ve obviously been limiting myself to things like that (aside from the fruit), but I do have to have my ‘treat’ every night, once Bill has gone to bed. It’s terrible.
Luckily, weight gain-wise, I don’t seem to have put on much at all. And I’m expecting to have gained around two stone by the time she is here. It’s been strange seeing my body grow, after all the weight I lost over the past two years, but I don’t see it as a set-back. I see it as a head-start from where I would have been, had I of not lost weight, if that makes sense? I’m still wearing size 14 maternity clothes, and I’m really pleased about that. I can even wear some of my normal clothes, if the cut is right too.
Otherwise, I’m just tired. But that goes without saying these days.
How I feel?
I am good. I won’t lie – when I fell, and I was on my way to hospital, I was a complete mess and so worried. I felt angry and frustrated at myself for continually pushing myself to be Super Preggy. And I’m just not.
Since then, I’ve made a huge effort to step back from things that don’t need doing. Or accept that some things will have to slide. Like this blog – I used to write every day. It was a huge passion. But I can’t do that now. Or at least, I can’t do it every week like I used to. I’ve been trying my best to keep things going, but I know that this can’t come first. Not right now.
And that’s been a big help. I already feel calmer and it’s doing me the world of good.
Another thing I realised, as a result of my fall, is that I’ve got some really great people around me. And how, when I have a bit more time on my side, I’d like to work more on friendships that I have. I’ve really decided to stop wasting time on other people and stop worrying about what people think too. That sounds cryptic, but it’s not! If you’ve been pregnant, you might know what I mean. You become a bit lioness-like and less tolerant. And I think it’s a good thing – the usual me is a right old house cat.
Other than that, I’m feeling positive. Baby girl’s nursery is on the way now. We’ve got a cotbed – we went for the Izziwotnot Bailey Sleigh Cotbed, with a Cot Top Changer and Under Drawer*. I love it and it made me cry when it was all built. We just need to build a wardrobe now, and then work on finding homes for all of her things. I’ve made a start, but there’s a lot of things we need to sort out. If you want to see how the nursery looks at the moment (you won’t be impressed) there’s a little preview in my latest weekend vlog.