Gwen and I had our 36 week check-up today! We’re both doing well- her heartbeat was 144bpm, we found out she’s head down (good girl!) and I’m 1cm dilated! She hasn’t dropped yet and I’m not at all effaced so we still have some time (doesn’t look like she’ll come TOO early, if early at all). I’ve also gained another 7 lbs since my last appointment and my doctor said my face is starting to look puffy. Meh.
We got to see her on the ultrasound which was fun- but not nearly as fun as when we first saw her at 18 weeks- because she’s so big now we could only see parts of her at one time, and she kept moving around making it difficult to get any good pictures lol. We saw her little heart beating, her bladder, her tailbone, her lady parts (as best we could anyway), and finally- this little face:
It’s kinda fuzzy and ghostly and the one looks like she has eye shadow and lipstick on lol. At this point, I am no longer satisfied with ultrasound images, I want to see that face in person!
As mentioned earlier, she’s still pretty active- squirming, elbowing, kicking, sticking her butt out, etc. She gets the hiccups about once a day, sometimes twice a day. I’m told that’s a good, healthy sign but for some reason it kind of annoys me (the feeling, that is). It’s like a steady tapping pulse- not like her usual movements/kicks. It’s more subtle but more annoying for some reason lol. Anyway- it’s still better than a kick in the ribs so I shouldn’t complain. It’s just a really weird feeling.
So here’s to month 9 of being with child!
Oh, and I turned 28 today. It was a good day
Quick update on our recent childbirth class:
It was a long day, filled with lots of information- but overall very useful and helpful! We watched videos, practiced different breathing techniques and patterns and also learned/practiced a few different laboring positions. Our instructor was great- emphasizing that labor and delivery is a positive experience. You’re not going into the hospital because you’re sick. You’re going to have a baby! The pain of labor is not a negative, lasting, unnatural pain, it’s a “positive pain”. It’s productive. It’s temporary, normal and natural. I can’t tell you how much hearing that helped with my fear and anxiety! I’m not sure how “positive” it will feel when the time comes, but at least going into it with that attitude gives me more confidence and I’m not as anxious as I was before the class.
Ivor and I both feel more prepared now, with many different things in mind to try when the time comes. Going into the class I planned on definitely getting an epidural (I’m a big pansy when it comes to pain)- and while I’m still keeping it in the back of my mind, and certainly won’t be disappointed in myself if I end up with one, I do kinda think I might be able to handle the majority of labor without any pain medication. Which is something I’ve never thought possible. Even Ivor, who prior to the class thought I would need an epidural as soon as humanly possible, told me that he thinks I can do it without an epidural (and he’s actually serious) lol. We’ll see. I’m keeping an open mind. Like I said, I am not anti-epidural. But as of right now, I plan to see how much I can handle on my own (with my amazing coach and husband by my side!….and lots of prayer), but if I can’t take it any longer, bring on the big needle, I say!
Update on nesting progress:
They finally finished the renovations in our apartment. We now have a washer and dryer in unit (with a load of Gwen’s clothes in there as I type). We also made a lot of progress cleaning out her room and now have space to actually set up a crib! Ivor assembled her swing and bouncy seat, and I recently put in her closet organizer.
We’re getting there.
7 weeks to go!
Here’s another fun handout we received at class (I love handouts!):
On the way to work this morning the song “California Girls” by Katy Perry came on the radio. It then dawned on me that my daughter is going to be born in California. You’d think I would’ve realized this by now. I have of course….but it really sunk in this time. Someday when someone asks “Hey Gwen Griffiths, where are you from?” “California!”, she’ll answer. WHAT. She’s from California?? Yes. I’ll have to stop myself from saying “No, silly girl…you’re from Pennsylvania”. Ivor and and I were born and raised in the middle of nowhere PA. Who would’ve thought our kid would be born 3000 miles away in the sunny, palm tree land of CA?! Not me. She’s going to be a California Girl. Not like the one Katy Perry describes in her song though. There will be no daisy dukes with bikinis on top. Ivor will not allow it. She can love the beach though. That’s okay. The nice thing about our location is that we also have mountains. Mountains on one side, ocean on the other. This girl better love the outdoors. I’m not sure I could handle a super girly girl that wants to stay inside and play with dolls all day. She will be introduced to the great outdoors as early as possible Anyway…I digress.
In other news- renovations have officially started inside our apartment. They started Monday morning. They didn’t tell us they were starting (it kept getting pushed back every week), so we didn’t have anything prepared (we’re losing a bunch of closet space for the washer/dryer unit). So when we walked into our apartment on Monday after work, guess where all the contents of our closets were? Thrown all over the apartment. The place is a disaster area. They also took stuff off our walls and put that wherever they felt like. It’s taken everything inside of me to hold myself together and not release my pregnancy rage. Yesterday when I got home the couch was in the middle of the living room (they had to remove the base board heater that was behind the couch b/c the AC unit they’re installing will also be a heater). I forgot how much I hate living in chaos and construction. One week. That’s what they told us. “They’ll be finished on Friday” they say. *Deep breath* I can make it. I’m just not looking forward to having to deal with the mess this weekend. Good thing we have our childbirth preparation class on Saturday. I can immediately practice breathing and relaxation techniques when we get home before we tackle the mess.
It will be worth it, right?
My husband and I recently joined this program called Eating With The Seasons. We signed up online for their smallest package (for $18/week, we get 6 items of produce of our choice, every week). That was the recommended package for a 2-person household. So each week we go online to see what items are available, which vary depending on the season, and make our selection. Then every Tuesday, get this…they deliver our items to Google (where my husband works). It’s just one of many drop-off locations in the Bay Area. Could it BE anymore convenient? But the absolute BEST part, is the quality of the produce. It’s all organic, fresh from the local farms (still has dirt on it!). We could not be happier with this program and cannot recommend it enough! We’re trying things we never tried before, stocking up on the things we love (blood oranges? seriously. we make margaritas and sorbet. it doesn’t get better). If you live in the Bay Area, you must check out www.eatwiththeseasons.com
Usually I have to settle for the available dim lighting in our apartment to take photos of our dinner. But thanks to Daylight Savings Time, we had natural light available during dinner tonight- woohoo! Check out the difference…
Oh, natural light- I love thee.
FYI: the 1st dinner is a pan roasted salmon w/a bourbon citrus sauce, brown rice and grilled asparagus. The 2nd dinner is tilapia florentine w/alfredo sauce and freshly baked bread- yummy.