Ok, now that we're all caught up with the bump, let's talk other stuff. I had a doctor's appointment a couple of weeks ago. Everything looked and sounded great. I've gained about 20 pounds so far and my fundal measurement has finally caught up. While we were there, Drew asked them about doing a 3D ultrasound and they were going to get us right in, but the tech had an appointment, so we scheduled the ultrasound for the next week.
So, we went back the next week (which was last week) and had the 3D ultrasound done. Unfortunately, the little lady is quite stubborn and feisty, just like her mama. She refused to get into a good position for pictures. The tech even sent us out to get lunch and come back with the hopes that she would move into a good position. No such luck. We did get a couple of pictures that were decent. We go for our growth scan ultrasound next week, and the tech said that she would try to get some better pictures then. Fingers crossed!
Our childbirth class has been so informative. Last week, we learned all about the different stages of labor. This week, we learned about pain meds. I think that I'm slightly more terrified now that I have all of that knowledge. We discussed narcotics, epidurals, and Cesarean sections. She also showed us some different tools that the doctor may have to use such as the vacuum and the forceps. I think that I may be scarred for life after seeing those forceps. ::Shiver::
Physically, I'm starting to feel very big. It takes me a little bit to get up from a sitting or laying position, and I usually have some groans that go along with me getting up. I'm sure that I'll look back on this week when I'm further along and think that I was hardly big at all. Ha! I mentioned earlier that I've gained about 20 pounds, and I can feel it. I think that the fact that my body has packed on so much weight in such a short amount of time is shocking it. It's starting to be difficult to walk for any length of time because I'm not used to all the extra weight. I can tell that Drew gets a little irritated when I have to sit down, but he's really understanding because he can tell that it's a lot for me to adjust to.
It's so adorable to catch him looking at my belly. He really wasn't too attached to the pregnancy in the beginning, but since I've sprouted this lump in the front, he's really opened up to it. He still gets freaked out when he feels her move. I'll lay in bed at night and point to a spot where she has a body part sticking out and he'll push there a little bit and then get freaked out when she moves it away. It's so funny!
Speaking of those body parts, I swear that she is trying to bust out of my belly sometimes. I'm constantly putting my hands on my belly and telling her to keep her arms and legs inside the ride at all times. Her movements have gotten strong! I find myself wincing or gasping sometimes because it hurts. I still love feeling her move, but I'm convinced that my insides are black and blue from her movements.
The heartburn! Oh the heartburn! This started with a vengeance a couple of weeks ago. Milk didn't touch it and it made me extremely nauseous. I actually called up Drew, crying, and begged him to come home. I don't know why; it's not like there was anything he could have done to help me. The next night, I made a trip to go get some Tums after I got heartburn, but it must have been too late because the Tums did nothing for it. It's been better lately, and I know to take some Tums if I feel like I'm starting to get heartburn. Maybe this means our little lady will be born with some hair after all?
I feel like I may be having some Braxton Hicks, but I'm not certain. The nurse said that my belly would get rock hard, and while it definitely feels hard, I don't know if it's rock hard. I feel like my belly gets tight, but it's never really painful, just uncomfortable. It's hard to tell if it's a contraction or if it's little body parts. I really wish I knew.
According to the app on my phone, the little lady is about 16 inches in length and weighs about 3.3 pounds. I'm curious to see about what she actually is when we go for our ultrasound next week.
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Hello~ I've been following your blog for awhile, although i never comment. With my 4th baby , I had really bad heartburn and when i had him he was born with so much hair and everyone would say to me. I bet you had bad heartburn, didnt you. So i guess they say the more the hair the more you have heartburn. Weird huh?
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