How many weeks?
34 weeks pregnant. Well, 34+1 if we’re being accurate.
When is baby due?
19th April 2016. I’m expecting an overdue baby, but hopefully not as much as her brother who was 13 days late.
How’s baby doing?
She’s huge! I know I go on about how big she feels all the time, but I’m starting to wonder how much bigger I can physically get. I feel stretched beyond belief at the moment. And I know I’ve got at least six weeks of growing to come.
She’s a very active little thing. And very punctual. I can rely on her to start dancing at the exact same times of day now, and it’s a great comfort to have such an active baby who likes to make herself known. She also has hiccups more and more there days and I love watching my belly jump and seeing how frustrated she gets. That makes me sound evil – but it’s so cute!
She’s expect to weigh around 4lbs 13oz at this stage and 45cm long from top to toe, but I’m willing to bet money on her being a bit bigger than that!
The end of this week actually had me wondering if I was in early labour. On Monday night, I couldn’t sleep because I had strong back and stomach cramps. I had no idea what it was and slept very badly. I had begun to think it might be contractions, but I wasn’t sure. So I decided to stay at home and work there, rather than drag myself in and around Manchester.
Thankfully, it did begin to wear off. And my midwife said it’s likely due to her becoming engaged and slipping in and out of my pelvis as she pleases, which is common with second babies. I definitely feel like she’s lower, and that I’m getting a lot of pressure down there. Lightning crotch is now something that seems to come with the turf too. I’m forever wincing – it’s surprisingly painful!
Of course I’m getting more and more tired now. I usually end up lying in bed by 8:30pm or 9:00pm. It’s a miracle if I last any longer. And I do miss having that one-on-one time with Mark. I’m hoping that, when I finish work in three weeks, I’ll be able to save my energy up to enjoy my family a bit more.
How I feel?
I’m quite good! I don’t feel too emotional for once, and I actually feel like, with every week, we are getting closer and closer to feeling ‘ready’. We almost completed the nursery at the weekend – I’ve just got to wait for some little decorations to arrive, and to do a few last bits and pieces myself. And that’s been such a huge relief.
I love going in there, just to imagine her being there really. And imagine pulling little sleep suits out of a drawer. And changing nappies. I used to sit in the sunshine on the floor of Bill’s old nursery and almost fall asleep, just daydreaming. I need to get to maternity leave now so I can do more of this, this time around!
The one hope I have for the next few weeks is more time together as a family. I can’t make more time, as I don’t have those powers. But I do have the choice to choose between family and chores and last-minute jobs. I just want to enjoy Bill’s smile. And read him lots of books. Or go to the park as a family. Or to the library. Or for lunches and meals out. Or watch films with Mark at night, and savour these last nights just us. I love my family so much. And I’m so excited to meet our daughter. But I feel like this is something I need to do. To look back on. And savour. When we, were just three.