Monday, March 5, 2012

Twenty-Eight Weeks.

Dear Little One,

No matter who you ask, we are now officially in the third trimester. You're moving a TON, but I think you know when it's the weekend and you like to relax, too, you don't move as much on the weekends. It's amazing that I can pick up little habits of your already, well, I think I can. You like to sleep in, you're more of a night owl, and you are stubborn. But with us as your parents, the stubbornness doesn't surprise me, we're both pretty stubborn. 

You're about 14-15 inches, and weigh about 2 1/2 pounds or so. You're developing eye color and putting on fat! Your hair is continuing to grow, including your eyelashes and eyebrows. I wonder what color hair you'll have? Your brain is also rapidly developing, as well as your lungs! Grow baby, grow!
It's amazing to see my body change each day. There are still some days where I think I don't look pregnant, but then I look at our weekly pictures, and I can't believe how much my body's changed - and we still have about 12 weeks to go! I get more and more "how are you feeling" questions, which are always welcomed, but I'm always curious to see how people would react if I started indulging them in any complaints I have that particular day. Your Uncle Quentin told me I'm really big and I just laughed and told him we have 3 more months to go and I'm probably going to get a lot bigger!

Week 20
Week 23
Week 28
Since starting to track calories on and off, I think I've steadied my weight gain. I gained 0.9 this week, which puts me up +22 since I got pregnant. I'm pretty comfortable with that number and I know that I'm really trying to focus on healthier foods in my last trimester, with some desserts thrown in, of course! My exercise has been majorly slacking though, I'm not entirely uncomfortable yet, but it's definitely hard to keep exercising with it just doesn't feel like a good idea. Switching sides in bed seems like an Olympic task now, and mix that in with pulling my body pillow with me, I feel like I should get a medal when I actually make it to the other side.


With thoughts of labor and delivery getting closer and closer, I realize that I don't have any fear about it. Between my two life mottos - "everything happens for a reason" and "prepare for the worst and hope for the best" - I'm pretty much covered. Mix those and my strong faith in God, and I'm not scared at all. I know it's going to be painful, I'm not naive, but I'm excited to see what my body can do. I know that every person on this planet is here because someone gave birth to them, and if so many women can do it for billions of years, there's no darn reason why I can't! I love hearing stories from your Grammy about my birth and your Uncle Billy's birth, and your Grandma's about their kids' births. Daddy and I talk about it a lot, and we do have a plan that we'd really like to follow, we're doing our research and figuring out what we're comfortable with and how we want to handle certain situations, I get excited not only to meet you, but to see how amazing my body is.


Speaking of amazing, I have one exciting update, and a few complaints this week.

Side note: Pregnancy can be filled with TMIs, and I want to be honest about how I'm feeling and any complaints that I have. I know I am incredibly blessed to have the opportunity to carry a child, but I want my child to know how I felt, and I want to remember at what point in my pregnancy X started happening, so I'm going to honest, and hopefully everyone is okay with that.

I started leaking! I know that it's sort of silly for me to be so excited about it, but being a visual learner, I loved actually seeing proof that my body is prepared to feed a human being. I feel like superwoman because my body knows how to produce this food. I know that I can see my belly growing and a baby kicking, but I don't think it's really going to hit me until you're born that I actually grew and housed you for 9ish months. I think it also hit that it's real, and that there's not that much time until you actually join us!


Now for the complaints. I'm getting uncomfortable, you are chilling up in my ribs little one, and I would prefer if you would move a bit. I feel like I'm poking you with my ribs each time I bend over or slouch my back while I'm sitting. I love the moving and the kicking, and I can usually tell where you are because my stomach is hard there. On Saturday, my belly was lopsided, you really like to hang out on my right side.

Yesterday, I got heartburn and indigestion, but that was a little my own fault for laying down right after I ate. My last complaint - constipation. I feel like the past few days all the pregnancy symptoms that I thought I evaded have hit full force. Pregnancy made me, um, regular but this past week was terrible, and I'll just leave it at that. I think you're trying to tell me to eat my veggies and fruits and lay off the cheese and crackers and not-so-healthy stuff. Thanks for the reminder.

We're still working on getting the room finished. Daddy said that hopefully we'll have 3 of the 4 walls painted by this weekend, and then we just have to get the last color and paint the last wall, then hopefully we can get the room all ready for you! Your Daddy is working so hard to get the room done, even though he doesn't like painting, he's doing it all for you. He's going to be a wonderful Daddy and he already loves you so much! I can't wait to see him hold you!

One last exciting update - our childbirth classes start tonight! I'm really excited to have a ton of my questions answered about hospital procedures and how everything's going to go. Hopefully, I'll write an update of our class on Wednesday. Our classes go on for 4 weeks, each Monday night in the month of March. I also have a doctor's appointment on Wednesday, I get to meet the 4th of 13 doctors that might deliver you - fun, fun.

Keep growing and moving little one!

I love you!

Momma

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