39 weeks: Anti-social but happy
My phone stays on silent most of the time right now. I love that everyone is so excited for bambino’s arrival, but what I need most right now is distraction. I’m following the lead of some of my new mom friends and have made a fun plan for every day of the week. Since it takes me 3 times as long to do anything right now, I simply pick one small thing each day. Yesterday I baked chocolate chip cookies. It was really fun.
I’m also really feeling anti-social in general. I want to cocoon myself at home with just PhillyBoy and savor these last few minutes/hours/days as a family of two. So that’s what we’ve been doing. Since I began cocooning with PB and avoiding my phone, I’ve been much more patient about it all. One way or another we will meet our baby within two weeks (I’m writing this at 39.5 weeks by the later EDD). He will come when he is ready.
We had a false alarm this weekend (long story) and the doctor on call estimated bambino’s size. It was really cool to have her feel my belly and then give us an estimate. The trip to the hospital was worth it just for that. She said that these estimates are not very accurate, but they are usually within a lb or so. Right now she estimates him to be 6-7 lbs. Knowing he isn’t a giant baby yet made me feel more patient about him hanging out a bit longer.
He looks giant though, doesn’t he?
The advice to SLEEP WHILE WE CAN because it’s the last chance we’ll have for good sleep for a long time is starting to get to me. We get it. Parenthood is exhausting and the first few months we will not sleep. Can we not still be really excited and anxious to meet our son? I much prefer the advice to just soak up these last few days and feel free to turn inward. It’s like training for a half marathon. You build everything up to this day you picture in your mind. You practice, you research, your whole life is consumed by it. Every moment waiting for the day of the final race is torture.
Physically I feel great. I felt much worse weeks 27-32 and am even sleeping better now too. I have no clue why, but I am enjoying it. My symptoms are pretty typical at this point and nothing I can’t handle.
39 week belly pic:
*Previous belly pics here
Here’s what Babycenter says about 39 weeks:
Your baby’s waiting to greet the world! He continues to build a layer of fat to help control his body temperature after birth, but it’s likely he already measures about 20 inches and weighs a bit over 7 pounds, a mini watermelon. (Boys tend to be slightly heavier than girls.) The outer layers of his skin are sloughing off as new skin forms underneath.
I am HUGE and I think it is hilarious. It makes me laugh and smile all at once. Even if I try hard now, I can’t avoid the waddle. I still silently say “waddle, waddle, waddle” to myself as I, well, waddle around. I also yell “opla!” when I propel myself off the couch. Trig thinks it is the funniest thing ever.
Speaking of Trig, he is such a sweet husband. This weekend he got up from the couch dozens of times to bring me water, an extra pillow, a snack, etc. Getting off and on the couch is a bit of a challenge for me, and I appreciated so much that I could just stay snuggled up while he answered my every need. He also loves talking to my belly right now and talking about what he is going to do with bambino once he is here. I can’t wait to see him as a dad.
We went over to a friend’s house for dinner, and every woman there was pregnant. It was fun to have a night to chat about all things pregnancy-related.
I tried some natural labor inducing tricks over the weekend. I know the baby will come when he is ready, but I like feeling like I am doing something to help. I shared my ridiculous methods to induce labor over on Babycenter today.
Random facts of the week:
Weight gained: I just realized I haven’t stepped on the scale once this week. I’m guessing I’m still hovering around a 37-39 lb weight gain.
Clothes that fit: 2 new short sleeve tops from Target ($6 each), a new hoodie (size XL), old giant gray PJ pants, and my black capri leggings. I can still fit in my ribbed tanks and long dresses, but I am really sick of them.
Missed phone calls and text messages this weekend from people who assumed we were in labor: 18. Just on my phone.
New members of the family: 1! A relative in Jordan had a baby girl this weekend. They were due 2 weeks after us. The baby is beautiful and healthy and I am so happy for them.
Current symptoms: heartburn sometimes (but not as often as before), lower back pain when I stand or walk for too long, Braxton Hicks contractions, leg pain when I lay on one side for too long, frequent trips to the bagno, nesting like crazy, tired a lot
Current cravings: um, none? I literally am not craving anything. Very weird. I do think that the third trimester mimics the first in a lot of ways.
Excitement that we have less than 2 weeks before we meet our son: Through the roof!
**Belly pics here