35/36 Weeks update at 36 weeks....

How many weeks today: 36 weeks today. I am combining 35 and 36 weeks because I was lazy at my 35 week mark and didn’t get around to skipping my nap to update the blog. Also, after 30-something weeks, I have sort of stopped caring….. what is one more week? 35 and 36 have basically been the same symptoms, same attitudes, but everything is getting slightly worse. Wooooohoo!
Baby is the size of: Some melon… Crenshaw melon?
Total weight gain/loss: As of yesterday, I was 14 pounds over my starting weight, which means I have not gained any weight the last few weeks…. Well, not weight that is sticking. Weight from holidays maybe, but if I did, it is already gone. Overall, I am extremely pleased!
Maternity clothes: I cleaned our closet out and got rid of so many clothes and washed ALL laundry and really got organized…. Which made me realize how many maternity outfits I have, and I love my options!
Cravings: UGH! I have discovered a new low of mine… I am now a picky eater. It just started this last week, and I don’t mean I’m actually picky….certain foods just don’t sound good to me at all. Actually, most foods do not sound good. If Conner asks what I am in the mood for for dinner, I have to really think about it, and it’s usually Mexican food or Italian food. Last night, I only wanted fruit. I swear my hormones are back in the first trimester. I ended up eating a small container of mixed fruit from the produce department, then some leftover pasta with lots of veggies and chicken in it (we shared), and then pizza (we shared). I still love breakfast, still love spicy stuff but am trying not to eat anything heavy or acidic before bed, and I have been loving sweets…. Chocolate, ice cream, donut, cinnamon roll. I literally cried over a cinnamon roll on New Year’s Day. Not cried tears of happiness- cried because I wanted one and I wanted Conner to go to the store and get me one, because way too many people on Instagram were posting pictures of THEIR cinnamon roll breakfast and I thought it was so unfair. I didn’t just cry for one. I actually folded my arms like a two-year-old and said, “I haven’t asked you to go get me ANYTHING this entire pregnancy so far, all I want is a f***ing cinnamon roll!” and I laid the guilt on. He knew what to do…. As bitchy as that was of me, he went to the store and bought me a tube of bake-at-home cinnamon rolls (I specified that I wanted to cook my own so that I could smell them, I did NOT want a pre-made one from the bakery) and even two chocolate donut options. What a guy, right? I did apologize for my bratty and demanding attitude.  
Aversions: None really.

Mood: I am leaving this blank for now. At least until my mood improves. The end just sucks, emotionally and physically. I am sure anyone reading this can tell exactly what my mood is like. Skip ahead to “Labor signs”. Go ahead!

Physical symptoms: I think this sums it up perfectly….. Kelly was feeling my belly, waiting for movement, and I was telling him how to push down a little, and he pushed down, and I yelled out, “Don’t push hard! It hurts my butt!” Yes, I feel him EVERYWHERE. My ribs and lungs are quite content for the most part. My hips and pelvic bone have seen better days. Really though, the pelvic bone separation is so excruciating and so unbearable sometimes… walking is painful, sitting is more painful. Climbing in and out of an Astro van is downright ridiculous! I have some days when I experience what many women refer to as “lightening crotch” haha. Fast, jabbing, stabbing sharp pains in my cervix when Corbin is just torturing me and head-butting me, or wiggling a fist in there to punch me. It’s sort of evil! My lower back is now in constant aches and cramps. My Braxton Hicks, though no longer regular or painful, have started up again. Menstrual-like cramps are pretty regular for me now. There is so much pressure and pain in my lower nether-region that I sometimes don’t know if I have to poop, pee, or get ready to catch a baby. It all feels the same. (For some reason, a common occurrence for many women at this point is accidentally peeing themselves. I am proud to say that I haven’t lost control of anything… yet.) It’s pretty crazy how gross and miserable the third trimester gets in the end, compared to how pleasant and wonderful the second trimester was! There are so many symptoms that people don’t tell you about. Ahhh another new one for me this week…. Upset stomach, swollen fingers, and my throat has been swollen for three days. It isn’t sore, just swollen like I am having a slow allergic reaction to something. And it’s not continuing to swell, not struggling to breathe, I don’t feel the urge to rush to the ER for them to clear my airway or anything…. It’s just swollen. My ankles are slightly swollen, fingers are only slightly swollen and I notice it when I make a fist. I go back to my doctor on Friday, but in the meantime, Dr. Conner is going to take my blood pressure tonight.

Miss anything: While I do not miss it YET, I have started to get a little sad that my pregnancy will soon be over. Feeling Corbin move will be over…. Pushing on his protruding knees and elbows and having him elbow or knee me back will no longer be a game of ours. OTHER people will get to hold him and will want to hold him and I will be left with an empty belly. :( I have been wanting to share exactly what I have been feeling with Conner for awhile now, but not with the rest of the world, haha. I want him to be OUR baby. I want him to stay safe n warm and cozy inside me. I want to continue to get a nice big round belly and lose weight in my face and legs. I want strangers to ask me how much longer, or if I know the gender, or if this is my first baby, and then congratulate me. I want sympathetic smiles when I go to the grocery store and waddle around trying to balance a basket of groceries when I should have just grabbed a cart in the first place. I want strangers to hold doors open for me and not hesitate to let me cross the street before they continue driving….. But on the other end, I can’t wait until he is out! I can’t wait to hug him and kiss him and love all over him and share him and show him off and dress him in tiny little boy outfits and feed him and read books to him and bathe him and rock him to sleep and pat his butt and back the way I have done ALL of those things with all of the kids I have ever babysat for since they were tiny infants. Except it will be different… Corbin will live with us, Corbin will grow with us, we get to raise him and discipline him and pay for his expenses and take him on vacations and when he cries or hurts himself or isn’t feeling well, he will cry for us. We are Mommy and Daddy, and there is no replacing Mommy and Daddy. And I am so happy about that!
Showing yet: Of course! And I am even bigger! Wow!
Labor signs: OMG yes…. So many! I am done looking stuff up online because it is only frustrating me. And you read the disclaimer in the beginning about how detailed I am going to get with my symptoms…. Well here goes…. I think it’s easiest to just list them, and then I will explain my thoughts on each one. I have tried so hard to play the middle and not get overly excited but also not ignore my symptoms. All along, I have learned to trust my body, and listen to my body. After all, it was my body that originally told me I was pregnant when many were doubting. It was my body who said, “Nope, it’s a boy” even though I so badly THOUGHT I wanted a girl and was thinking he was a girl. The human body is an amazing thing…. And there are actually symptoms that many women experience before the onset of labor. NOW HEAR ME OUT…. I did not say that I’m in labor. True, it can be called “early labor”, but early labor can last for weeks. Symptoms of labor can last for weeks. I am so sick and tired of people asking me how I am feeling and then when I start talking about it, they quickly jump on the idea that “OH WOW LABOR IS SOON! You are definitely going to have him before ________” (insert any date). Or even worse, “Ah I was that way…. You could still have him at 42 weeks.” To those people, I just want to scream at them, “PLEASE SHUT THE HELL UP! Nobody knows when I am having this baby. NOBODY. You can guess all you want, make all the bets you want, write your guess on a calendar, fine…. But nobody KNOWS. Not even my doctor, and he has delivered many many many babies. Probably more than you have.” And on that note, I should also mention that I am tired of talking to men about anything pregnancy-related. The next MALE who tries describing contractions to me or tells me, “oh you will know when it happens”, is going to get a swift kick to the junk, because that is what they have…. Not a uterus, not ovaries, not fallopian tubes, definitely not a baby, and not the sensations that I am feeling. I know that this is what I signed up for…. I know that once you even mention the word “pregnant”, everyone becomes an expert and everyone has their stories to share, and while it can be extreeeeemely helpful and I do welcome it, I am now at the end…. The bittersweet end that is mostly bitter and not-so-sweet (at least until he is in my arms), the bitter and painful and uncomfortable and impatient end. I have heard everyone’s opinion on my early symptoms of pregnancy and how weird I must be for having a happy and healthy grand ol’ time, I have heard opinions on the end result and when he might arrive and how gigantic he must be, and I have also heard opinions on HOW he will arrive. “Just get the epidural!” “Just ask for a c-section!” “I don’t understand why you have to hold him the first hour…”

New response: Because I want to, dammit. Or, because I don’t want to. Because it’s MY decision. True, it’s OUR decision, but ultimately even Conner understands and respects that it’s MY decision and we have agreed on many things, we are open to many things, and we are against many things because of extensive research. Moving on…..

Symptoms that started within the last week and a half, or have worsened in the last week and a half:

-Corbin dropped at about 31 weeks we think. It happened before, but was confirmed at a 31-week appointment, and then he dropped even lower about two weeks ago. I don’t know this by the many people who look at me and say, “he dropped!” I know this because he is physically LOWER. I have more room to breathe, I can put my hand between my chest and the top of my bump, and because an ultrasound showed his low bigass head.

-Stomach issues: picky and particular about foods in the last week, plus on/off upset stomach (translate that out of whatever end you want), sudden waves of nausea that occur randomly at midday or make me shoot straight up in bed in the middle of the night. There is no predicting them. And it lasts only for a brief amount of time.

-Cramps in the last week and a half, but BAD cramps since Friday (1/4/13). Cramps that feel like my period is coming any second. Cramps that have me wanting to take hot baths and lay down with a heating pad and drink more Diet Coke and eat hot comfort foods. On Friday, and all weekend long, and still today, they are mostly on my right side. I feel them in my hips and lower back as well. They are usually constant, but I have had some short periods of time when they come in waves. So of course, after learning about back labor and hearing how contractions started off like menstrual cramps, I got the idea in my head that I was soooo close to labor. Turns out cramps can last for a couple of weeks.

-Lower backache. It’s not a backache like I pulled a muscle or like bones are hurting really…. It’s a deep, radiating ACHE that nothing seems to help. Laying down makes me feel so much worse! And accompanied by menstrual cramps really made me think back to learning about back labor in our childbirth class. Again, a symptom that can last for a couple of weeks. As it gets worse, yes, contractions usually follow…. But not always right away. I am still in pain today.

-Sinus pressure and congestion…. But then again, I work underground in a big room where EVERYONE has been sick. And we have had some windy days lately, and I get really bad outdoor allergies. So I blame it on my allergies. I still take Zyrtec regularly, but it has not helped me in the past week.

-Hips and thighs aching… probably linked to Corbin being so low and also to the cramps and pressure in my lower back. Sometimes I amaze myself when I sit at my computer at work and waddle up and down the halls, and yes, even when I take the stairs. I feel like I am constantly in pain, but it’s tolerable. I would much rather be in bed or at least home on our couch, or sitting in a hot tub…. Ooooooh a hot tub….

-Increased Braxton Hicks…. BH’s have become a regular routine now. At about 32 weeks I had a few days where they were coming every five minutes, lasting for a minute, and peaking. They never got painful really, just uncomfortable, and they never WORSENED. Now that I am an old pro at the BH’s being regular (every day all day now) and they usually come consistently, I know to just watch for them to worsen in intensity and become painful before I worry that it might be the real deal.

-Increased pressure on cervix, tailbone, sciatic nerve, hips, butt, etc…. it’s all feelin’ it! My pelvic bone still screams at me, but is one pain that seems to have lessened a little. Maybe it’s done separating. Maybe not.

-Overall feeling of achiness and sniffly flu-like symptoms. ‘Nuff said.

-Irritability…. Maybe that’s just what happens at the end. Maybe the aches and pains are enough to send me into a screaming, bitching, moaning, whining hurricane. Quick story about a security guard at work that I now dislike and go out of my way to avoid: This man is very very friendly! He’s polite and fun and talkative to every employee who walks through the back entrance, and he’s great at chit-chat. Always always always positive. So when he first started asking me about my pregnancy, I didn’t mind so much. I think that was not too long after I started working at the location I’m at now in Simi Valley. His questions started getting more and more intimate. Not intimate as in they are inappropriate really, but it’s like he suddenly found the courage to ask a new question, and soon “Is this your first baby?” turned into him asking if I was hurting in certain areas. Haha I really did not mind! But I swear, he has asked me at least once a week if I know the baby’s gender. He first asked sometime in late October and I told him I am having a boy and he congratulated me. He has asked almost every week since then. I really wonder how many pregnant women this location employs… but fine. The man sees a ton of people every day and I can understand losing track of who’s got what going on in their life. From walking around though, I am pretty sure I’m the only big heavy duty prego who is waddling the halls. I saw one woman who looks like she might be slightly behind me, but then again, she could be ready to go into labor any moment. Okay so two of us are pregnant heffers. It doesn’t even bother me when people ask me for the Nth time what my baby’s gender is. It’s when I tell them that I am having a boy, and their next questions or statements refer to HIM as “IT”. This man calls our baby “IT”. Does It move? Do you think you will give birth to It early? You think It is going to be a big baby or a small baby or average? Why bother asking the gender then? And I know this is pregnancy irritability…. I think. I don’t know if I would normally be as annoyed by something so small when IT stops to ask me questions about HIM.

-Nesting….. I have nested almost all that I can nest. I spent any spare time I had last week and this past weekend fighting the urge to wash ALL laundry, pack hospital bags, clean out everything from our bedroom that I don’t want anymore (I was trash-happy and throwing so many things away, it felt amazing!) and reorganizing our closet and scrubbing the bathroom and even assigning chores to Conner. I tried to fight those urges, and I lost. But I am ready to move into our condo (we have been boxing things up, slowly but surely) and I am almost ready to welcome Corbin into our tiny little home.

-Decreased fetal movement… yes, he’s a big guy (we assume) and yes I am 36 weeks and yes the skin and muscles and all that encompass him are making things very tight in there, BUT Corbin is still pretty active most days and he is great about responding to my pokes, especially when I lay on my back. Saturday and Sunday, he wanted nothing to do with it. He slept. He slept lots. He slept so much that I thought for sure I was being a bad mom by ignoring his lack of movement and something MUST be wrong with him, so without being too panicked, we did go to L&D on Sunday night (after two days of giving him a chance to be active again). All I really wanted was for them to monitor his heart rate, and they did. It has dropped a little but isn’t low at all…. It dropped even lower when I had a contraction, but I was not in active labor and he was doing just fine. Just resting! And now today he is back to his crazy self, dragging his limbs across my belly and adjusting to get more comfortable. He’s doin’ juuuuust fine. And so am I, emotionally, and that is what those quick trips should be about. Peace of mind. I hope to keep it at ONE quick trip total for our pregnancy.

Other than those…. Not much else going on. We are both on standby, but trying to not be overly excited or overly negative or overly anything. We both understand that Corbin COULD come any day. We also understand that he could come five weeks from now. If he waits that long though, I don’t know what I will do!

Baby movement: See above.
Wedding rings on or off: They are on my chain that I love so much!
Items purchased for baby this week: I bought a couple of options for his going-home outfit, and for hospital outfits so he doesn’t have to be wrapped up in hospital gear. Not much else. Ooooh I did buy 12 oz of a leafy herbal mixture that looks more like a bag of weed, but does very different things for a postpartum body…. It has Comfrey leaf, Uva Ursi, German Chamomile, Shepherd’s Purse, Lavender, sea salt, St. John’s Wort, Echinacea Purpurea, Yarrow, Sage… all have different healing powers, minimize swelling and inflammation and bleeding and what not. Since right before getting pregnant, I have sort of embraced my inner herbalist. I am not way into it yet, but I can appreciate the power of herbs for medicinal purposes, and I am NOT talking about smoking anything. I love teas and bath soaks, and I was recently researching natural ways to care for the baby’s umbilical cord stump. (No, not with rubbing alcohol!) and the latest suggested way is to wash/rinse with warm water and let it dry naturally…. But in my search, I also found some midwives’ websites that sell or provide the recipe for various postpartum herbal sitz baths. The recipes seem simple enough, but I won’t need a ton of it unless I plan on selling it or something (I’m sure there is a market out there…) so instead of buying herbs in bulk, I ordered a 12 oz. bag to try it out for a few baths. The herbal baths are safe for mom and baby to both enjoy (yay bonding in the bathtub!) and many midwives and moms claim that the infants benefited from the baths by relaxing, some even smiled haha! And it helps their cord stump fall off in as little as three days with the healing powers of those crazy herbs. Definitely worth the purchase….okay, I am hoping. I can’t wait for mine and Corbin’s first bath!  
How is Daddy doing: Right now, Daddy is very happy with how Sunday went. His Seahawks won, I didn’t go into labor, Corbin continues to bake, we were reassured that he is doing alright, and we are very excited about his arrival, whenever it may be. Up until yesterday, I didn’t think Conner was really thinking about Corbin possibly being born soon. Then before we decided to go to the hospital, I was sitting on my birthing ball trying to alleviate some back cramps and I noticed he was checking his pulse in between cleaning the kitchen, washing dishes, giving the dogs fresh water, and hurrying to get a load of his laundry done. He had not even packed a hospital bag but then decided to yesterday “just in case”. Once we were at the hospital, he was fine, calm, and making jokes while I was hooked up to monitors. When we came home, he put his best Daddy Face on and continued to clean, organize, made me dinner, stayed on top of telling me to SIT DOWN and put my feet up and refilled my ice water many times. He’s nesting now. :)
Favorite moment this week: Probably this morning…. I am 36 weeks, I look like I have a nice big healthy round belly, and Corbin started moving around while I was sitting at my desk. That makes me pretty happy.
Looking forward to: The next five weeks, whatever they will be like. :) And looking forward to my baby shower this coming weekend, and a visit from Betty Ann and Laura! And also looking forward to reaching “full term”, which I don’t define as when a baby is ready or not, but it is a textbook milestone so we will go ahead and celebrate it.

34 1/2 weeks

 

The photo on the left was 12/24. Photo on the right was 12/27. Corbin got a SMIDGE lower.

 

 

How many weeks today: 34 weeks, plus 3 days. When strangers ask me how far along I am though, I say “almost 35 weeks!”… because dammit, I am.
Baby is the size of: I don’t know anymore. An average cantaloupe or honeydew or something? I have given up on the fruits and veggies size comparisons. Corbin is what Corbin wants to be, and this week, that is a big chunky pain in my cervix. I still love him dearly though!
Total weight gain/loss: I have purposely not weighed myself since last week, and I will continue to avoid our bathroom scale since I baked banana bread and dove into chocolates and truffles and mashed potatoes and pork with gravy and did I mentioned the PIZZA Conner and I shared? I don’t think I have eaten anything healthy in the last week. Oh wait, yogurt. I had yogurt. And lots and lots of water.
Maternity clothes: Still rockin’ the maternity clothes, and my makeup has dwindled down to just bronzer/blush combo and some mascara. “Ain’t NOBODY got time for that!”
Cravings: I have been wanting a baked potato…. Haven’t fixed myself one or purchased one. I am still enjoying breakfast foods and been sort of “blah” about lunch, and easy-to-please with dinners. What’s that? Cereal for dinner? Woohoo! 
Aversions: I really loathe my toothbrush. LOATHE IT.

Mood: I’m losing my mind, slowly but oh-so-surely. I think the proper term is “stir-crazy”. I am very anxious to get Corbin outta there and hold him and kiss him and inspect his facial features and count all of his long toes and fingers and nurse him and change him and take endless photos of him (oh just you WAIT). I have finally felt what third trimester moms-to-be feel… that anxious and impatient urge to induce, whether medically or naturally. I wonder if other moms also try to justify it the way I have been though…… I have so many pre-labor symptoms (please see next section), this baby boy has been measuring 1-3 weeks ahead at EVERY ULTRASOUND. Not just lately, not just in the beginning…. But every single ultrasound. 40 weeks is the average length of time for a baby’s gestational development, but some mature and grow at faster rates, some slower. Every little milestone we have experienced with this pregnancy has been “early”. I saw his heart beating super teeny tiny at an early week when I was told I would be lucky if we even saw a speck. We found out his gender early-ish. I felt him kick for the first time at 13 weeks when everyone around me doubted me because it was “too early” to feel him. I even felt pregnant early. I felt everything. Maybe he was further along than we calculated? Maybe my LMP of April 30^th, which was at the wrong time and wayyyy too brief, was not a real period. It was the week of our wedding, five days before our wedding, and I only remember the date because I woke up that Monday morning and said, “SHIT! Of all days. SHIT SHIT SHIT why did it start TODAY? It has to be gone by Saturday.” And it was gone less than three days later. What WAS that? Stress can do a million things to the human body, and apparently, so can being ALMOST 35 weeks pregnant. Corbin, how old are you, little fetus? Are you just over 34 weeks, or maybe closer to 37? Mommy is going nutso!

Physical symptoms: I think this sums it up perfectly….. Kelly was feeling my belly, waiting for movement, and I was telling him how to push down a little, and he pushed down, and I yelled out, “Don’t push hard! It hurts my butt!” Yes, I feel him EVERYWHERE. My ribs and lungs are quite content for the most part. My hips and pelvic bone have seen better days. Really though, the pelvic bone separation is so excruciating and so unbearable sometimes… walking is painful, sitting is more painful. Climbing in and out of an Astro van is downright ridiculous! I have some days when I experience what many women refer to as “lightening crotch” haha. Fast, jabbing, stabbing sharp pains in my cervix when Corbin is just torturing me and head-butting me, or wiggling a fist in there to punch me. It’s sort of evil! My lower back is now in constant aches and cramps. My Braxton Hicks, though no longer regular or painful, have started up again. Menstrual-like cramps are pretty regular for me now. There is so much pressure and pain in my lower nether-region that I sometimes don’t know if I have to poop, pee, or get ready to catch a baby. It all feels the same. (For some reason, a common occurrence for many women at this point is accidentally peeing themselves. I am proud to say that I haven’t lost control of anything… yet.) It’s pretty crazy how gross and miserable the third trimester gets in the end, compared to how pleasant and wonderful the second trimester was! There are so many symptoms that people don’t tell you about. Ahhh another new one for me this week…. Upset stomach, swollen fingers, and my throat has been swollen for three days. It isn’t sore, just swollen like I am having a slow allergic reaction to something. And it’s not continuing to swell, not struggling to breathe, I don’t feel the urge to rush to the ER for them to clear my airway or anything…. It’s just swollen. My ankles are slightly swollen, fingers are only slightly swollen and I notice it when I make a fist. I go back to my doctor on Friday, but in the meantime, Dr. Conner is going to take my blood pressure tonight.

Miss anything: I miss sleep…. I miss sleeping comfortably through the night, without any bathroom breaks or uncomfortable backaches or belly readjustments or BH’s.
Showing yet: Oh yes.
Labor signs: Just the usual BH cramps, upset stomach that I have had for a few days, and lots of pressure.
Baby movement: Lots of regular movements! The movements are slow, and I know it’s his knees and bony little legs I am feeling adjust once in awhile. He’s folded up like a turkey, waiting for his big launch.
Wedding rings on or off: My wedding rings CAN go on, but not comfortably. I am swollen. Conner bought me a beautiful white gold chain for Christmas that I am wearing my wedding band and engagement ring on… bling on my neck!
Items purchased for baby this week: Nada, but he got some wonderful Christmas presents from family who all love him! Some outfits, swaddling blankets, socks, pajamas, a mobile, his STROLLER AND CAR SEAT, gift cards to get the rest of his furniture, and Mommy got a really sweeeeeet glider that my mom painted grey and is in the process of re-covering (cushions) to match his nursery. It’s sooo comfy! I spent most of Christmas day and night sitting in it, gliding with my feet up on the ottoman. Oh oh oh I did find a potential going-home-from-the-hospital outfit for him.

How is Daddy doing: Daddy is doing great! He is starting to understand that the phrase “due date” doesn’t mean February 4^th for sure, and saying things like, “We have plenty of time!” is becoming less and less of a part of our conversations. Last night, he sort of helped me pack one of our hospital bags…. It’s the Mommy’s-clothes-and-our-toiletries bag for AFTER we are moved into our room and are resting and healing and getting to know Corbin. The other bag we will pack is Conner’s, and it’s more of a labor-and-delivery bag with his clothes, swim trunks to get in the shower with me during labor, tennis balls, gum and mints, massage oil, etc. All that fun stuff that we will probably not even use during labor. Conner is very much on board with our plan to NEST all weekend, starting with putting Christmas decorations away and hopefully ending with some solid rest after we put more of Corbin’s clothes away and move our furniture around to accommodate a pack-n-play. He is very much aware of my increasing symptoms, my aches and pains, and the red flag labor-related symptoms that seem to come and go and intensify one minute and disappear the next day. He’s watching me, and he’s ready! Yesterday after I got home from work, I napped for almost four hours, woke up at almost 8pm, and Conner had been checking on me…we ate dinner, we hung out for just a little while, and then I was ready for bed. (Did I mention I am EXHAUSTED these days??) Conner was all pumped to put his music on and keep his earbuds in and fall asleep to his music, so he got set up and I got in bed, with two pillows under my head, one pillow between my knees, one pillow under my belly as I laid on my side trying to breathe the aches and pains away. Corbin was moving quite a bit! (“What do you mean by ‘bedtime’, Mom? I’m ready to play!”) And then, my dear sweet loving husband that I adore so much started to rub my back, and my legs, and massage me all over, and even Corbin got a massage that he actually responded to…. And Conner spent a good hour just making me feel better, and laying his head on my belly to kiss Corbin and feel him stretch and roll over and readjust his knees and elbows, and I fell asleep feeling soooo much better. I also told Conner, “It’s almost over…. I am almost done complaining about being in pain.” And he reminded me that it’s just beginning! Not the pain, but everything else… it’s all just now beginning. I told him soon we can both complain about lack of sleep. :-)
Favorite moment this week: Christmas was fun… last night’s massage was fun and very relaxing… my favorite moment might have to be a tie though. Conner really enjoyed the gift that I got him (pictures below): a toolbox that he has been wanting, plus I filled it with “tools” for our labor day- gummy candy, granola bars, Vitamin Waters, a roll of quarters for the vending machine, a custom Daddy t-shirt with Yoda on it and a phrase about starting training with his new young Padawan (thanks, Mom!!!), some new pajama pants because the hospital specifically requested that new dads NOT sleep in the nude if they are to room in, some batteries for the camera, etc… and not in the toolbox was another small gift: a photo frame that holds a 4x6 photo, but to the left is another big space that has the words “Daddy & Me”, and in the photo slot I put a cardstock card that says “Reserved for the first photo of Corbin with his D.A.D.D.Y.!!” Conner LOVED the whole gift, and said it was very creative and he looooves personal gifts like the photo frame. Seeing him open it all was a favorite moment of mine, tied with seeing Kendall open her gift (I will explain in a minute), and tied with all of the wonderful new things that Corbin received as Christmas gifts this year…the glider, his new stroller and car seat travel system, gift cards to get his dresser and nightstand from Ikea, outfits, pajamas, swaddling blankets, thermal blankets, toys, mobile, etc… it’s all so much fun to open and know that it’s for HIM! He will get to enjoy it so soon! :-) Every year since we were young, my family has done a Secret Santa system for the five of us kids. Our group has grown to five “kids” and their significant others now, and this year, I drew Kendall’s name. I was pretty excited about her gift…. I couldn’t stop thinking in terms of wedding stuff, bride-related, bride-to-bride, Catalina, beach, ocean, etc. so I made a mini relaxation gift box of fuzzy socks, chocolate covered pretzels, and sea-or-ocean scented skincare (lotion, hand treatment, etc.), and a diamond cleaner stick for her new shiny engagement ring. Also in the box was a beachy ornament….clear glass bulb with sand and small shells, and all wrapped up in a brown “fish net”. I painted “TOBIN 2013” on it. Her other gift was a framed black and white photo of the two of us on my wedding day, each with a drink in hand, smiling huge and having a good time… it’s a very nice photo of the both of us, in my opinion, and Kendall loves stuff like that. She was very happy with her gift! :-)

Looking forward to: I am looking forward to my doctor appointment tomorrow, but I have no idea why. It’s nothing exciting, I have probably gained weight, there is no ultrasound planned, and even if I do get checked, I probably haven’t dilated or effaced even a little bit….. and if I so much as hint at a baby coming early, my doctor is quick to burst the bubble so that moms don’t get their hopes up. He doesn’t even like to tell me how big my belly is measuring because he says it can be off, baby could still come past my due date, etc. BUT I am still excited.

33 Weeks...with a new love/hate for pregnancy!

How many weeks today:  Today, I am 33 weeks, plus 2 days. I am skipping the questions for 32 weeks because I am a lazy person these days.  
Baby is the size of: a pineapple! I don’t know why I bother with this question, when they are just averages, and Corbin ain’t no average baby! (So we think.)
Total weight gain/loss: It still depends on the day, but I am staying about the same at +13 pounds…and so proud of that!
Maternity clothes: I am so comfortable in my maternity clothes, and they make me feel good about my appearance, and I proudly strut my stuff, belly out… until this last week. I suddenly care less about my clothes, I barely bother with makeup anymore, my hair ends up in a ponytail almost every day, and I have more of a waddle than a strut.
Cravings: My mind and my hormones and my tastebuds all think they are back in the first trimester, I guess. I am back to needing fruit, bagels, avocados, spicy foods, and LOTS of milk. Also, cereal is now perfectly acceptable for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
Aversions: Did I mention I hate brushing my teeth?
Mood: Panic has set in. Ehhh sort of. I am excited as usual, happy as usual, and enjoying being in the midst of the holidays…. Lots of great food, visiting with family and friends, holiday movies, decorating our apartment and my desk at work… but then I am brought back to reality when I think of how soon January will be here, and how I will be considered full term mid-January, and how crazy close our due date is. When people ask me when I’m due, and I say, “February 4^th”, they immediately say, “Oh February…you’ve got time!” And I want to grab them by the shoulders and shake them and scream, “I SAID THE 4^th!!! THAT IS BASICALLY END OF JANUARY! I AM DUE IN A LITTLE OVER A MONTH! THAT’S ONLY IF THIS BABY DECIDES TO STAY IN THERE THAT LONG!” I think I am feeling unprepared more than anything else. We cannot WAIT for Corbin’s arrival, but my empty stash of diapers and wipes and inability to know where to even begin with breastfeeding all make me feel unprepared. Corbin has some clothes, and some toys, but I don’t think he will want those right away. He might want a place to sleep. And my nesting instincts have kicked in big time, in full force, and I want nothing more than to have a spare room right now that is set up for Corbin to come home to. I like to plan things, and it is setting in that I can’t plan what day he will arrive exactly, and I can’t plan what day we will be moving into the condo just yet, and I don’t like that the only thing I can control at this time is what to pack in my hospital bag. So I have started on that, and am trusting that everything else will fall into place when it should and just like it always does.
Physical symptoms: The end sucks. It straight up sucks. Just when I thought I was feeling amazing and had escaped certain symptoms that all of the books talk about, 32 weeks hit, baby fully dropped, and I am in pregnancy hell. I now see why many women get impatient in the end and start inducing and opt for medical inductions. I also see why women take maternity leave BEFORE the baby comes. Duh. Why didn’t I think of that?? Okay so my symptoms these days…. Exhaustion. Absolute exhaustion. I blame that partly on my work schedule and inability to sleep through the night, so for being 33 weeks and carrying a little heffer baby around, I’d say my energy level is pretty great. I wake up every single night, sometimes multiple times, sometimes only once…. It’s usually for a bathroom break, except last night it was for a bathroom break AND then because Corbin’s hiccups kept me awake. My sciatic nerve is hit and miss with pain, as is my general lower back area. My hips still ache, as Corbin invades them, and my pubic bone…or pelvic bone… or whatever it is… hurts more than anything else! Sitting for too long usually irritates my pelvic bone, and then any separation of my legs causes wincing and flinching in pain. You should see me climb in and out of the Astro van! Sitting for too long causes pain, walking or standing causes lower back pain. I’m perfectly happy lying down, but I still sit at work, and still walk a little bit. At night, I have to eat dinner fairly early and I have become a fan of milk and Tums. If I eat late, I wake up choking on acid. Lovely, right? It is by far my least favorite symptom throughout my entire pregnancy so far. It has happened a few times, and then went away, and now it’s back in full force, so I do everything I can to avoid it. My skin is back to itching, especially my belly, chest, and legs…. There might be no reason for that. I am no longer cursed with headaches and I find that funny, because I recently noticed that I don’t really drink coffee anymore. I have had it once in awhile, but I don’t like the coffee at work and have been so focused on drinking my pregnancy tea that I didn’t even notice I had cut my major source of caffeine out. *High five to myself!* As far as pains in the baby-maker area…. I get cramps every day, and Braxton Hicks contractions have suddenly become a major part of every day. Since last week’s crazy amount of back-to-back BH’s though, I have felt pretty good and had minimal contractions.
**Just to clarify, I still LOVE being pregnant, I am still very very lucky, Conner and I are extremely fortunate to be in the position we are in, my pregnancy has been very healthy, and I wouldn't trade this for anything in the world. That doesn't mean I don't get to bitch and moan about it once in awhile. ;-)

Miss anything: I plan on buying ingredients for a mean margarita to keep on hand for the day we come home from the hospital.  
Showing yet: Oh yes.
Labor signs: Braxton Hicks last week that were actually painful (although bearable), lasting about a minute long, and were five minutes apart…. For THREE DAYS! On the first full day, I went to my doctor and he checked everything out and assured me that I was just having some painful BH’s, that I am NOT dilated, and not even a little bit effaced (darn!). I was happy to not be dilated, but not happy to hear “high, firm, and thick” for effacement. Then again, as more preemies from our birth month group are announced, I am thankful that Corbin is deciding to stay put for now.  
Baby movement: I am positive that the regular Braxton Hicks contractions wore Corbin out, because he seemed to be sleeping more than usual by Friday and it continued into Monday. He would move once in awhile, but we both felt exhausted, I’m sure. Monday night, he woke up and threw me some knees and bony little body parts and twisted and stretched and readjusted like he enjoys doing. Yesterday was something new…..I came home from work, ate a bowl of cereal, sat down on the couch, and started watching a show. A few minutes later, Corbin started hiccupping. Cute, as always. But 15 minutes later, he was still hiccupping. He finally stopped a little while before Conner came home, and I told Conner about it, and we both admired and “aww”d and went on with our evening. I fell asleep around 7:30 or 8 (it was an accident, but I did happen to be lying down in bed), and woke up at 2:30 for a bathroom break. Back in bed, little man started hiccupping again, and this time, he didn’t stop! I couldn’t go back to sleep for a long time… hiccups are cute, but very distracting. More distracting than kicks or elbows, because they are rhythmic and sometimes constant… like a nagging annoying tick. I wasn’t annoyed though, because they are from our baby boy, and because I know (from books and Google) that hiccups are a wonderful sign of maturing lungs. Today at work, Corbin had MORE hiccup spells that lasted for way too long. I love it! I love that his body is doing what it’s supposed to in preparation for breathing air outside of his current home. You know who else loves it? Ellie and Dwight. They want to be near my belly and on my belly and cuddling my belly all the time now, and the biggest jumping movements that come from Corbin don’t seem to bother either of them. Dwight has picked his head up, looked at my belly, and then laid back down… then ignored the bony knee that followed. They are ready for their brother!
Wedding rings on or off: I’m still not swelling anywhere (except my huge belly now), but have not worn my rings in about a week… my skin has been sensitive again. But they DO fit!
Items purchased for baby this week: Nothing this week yet, but I did browse online for some going-home-from-hospital options and am thinking about going to Babies R Us to pick one up…. You know, because I have to pack a hospital bag ASAP in my mind.
How is Daddy doing: Excited as always! He is ready, and very interested in the “signs” and symptoms of whatever has been going on. He was scared last week when I was having regular BH’s, and he even panicked about me needing to leave work and go to the doctor right away. When the real labor comes, he will be ready. ;-)
Favorite moment this week: When I came home from my doctor’s office and Conner had made me soup and decorated our apartment with Christmas lights…. Our MINI tree is up, our stockings are up, and it finally feels like Christmas.
Looking forward to: I will take it one week at a time… looking forward to tomorrow (seeing Grandma & Grandpa), this weekend (Ramstead holiday party), and then Christmas Eve and Christmas (our usual group, and Kelly & Vanessa are in town all weekend!).

32 Weeks...Scary Braxton Hicks

For our 32 week entry, I am skipping the Q&A and just going to update whoever is reading this on what happened this week….

I wouldn’t say anything HAPPENED really, and everyone is okay. I am perfectly fine, Corbin is perfectly fine, and Conner is perfectly fine (although he is now on watch).

This last week, on Wednesday night, I started feeling LOUSY. I felt sick, like I was not quite over my cold, and my stomach was really bothering me. I was eating fine, normal appetite, but had more aches and pains than usual. My lower back was hurting pretty badly, and my belly ached with round ligament pains and frequent tightening (Braxton Hicks contractions). I wouldn’t say I was in extreme pain, but definitely uncomfortable. Corbin was moving like crazy though, so all was well! I continued to drink plenty of water, and I even got around to washing and drying a couple of loads of baby laundry…. Yayyyy nesting! Hooray for tiny shorts and baby socks and the smell of clean onesies!

I woke up quite a bit on Wednesday night, with some round ligament pains, some Braxton Hicks, and some bathroom breaks. On Thursday, I got up and went to work as usual, but this day was a little different. My back was in SO MUCH PAIN, still very low, and was coming in a throbbing, wrap-around kind of way. By late morning, pain was coming in waves and reaching my front, and soon, I was having noticeable contractions. They weren’t just a quick tightening feeling, or even a constant tightening in my uterus…. These were a wave of tightening, peaking to a few seconds of pain, and then fading out. I was talking fine, walking fine, and going about my workload just fine. It occurred to me late morning that I might be having true contractions. After all, we have heard all about Braxton Hicks, read all about labor pains and personal experiences with true labor contractions, and I could very well be in the range of “baby might be coming soon” time.

So I timed my contractions. And I continued to work, I continued to get up, take breaks, walk frequently, adjust my positions, take bathroom breaks… nothing interrupted a contraction. Without fail, they came every five minutes, peaked, and then faded away. They were painful, but not unbearable, and they never really worsened. I called my doctor’s office and informed them of what I was feeling and asked if I could come in that day instead of the following Tuesday evening for my routine appointment. I explained my symptoms, and that the contractions were NOT getting stronger or closer together, but they were consistent and they did hurt a little. The nurse said it was up to me… I could come in now, or I could come in later that day. I was very hesitant to leave work early, as I was feeling pretty decent overall, didn’t feel the urgency to rush in, and I am still in my probational period with my new job. Meanwhile, my boss was monitoring me, talking to me about her own personal experiences with false labor, kept asking me how I was doing, etc. She has been SUCH an amazing boss to me since I started my new job. She is a mother of four, and she’s a professional and very cool woman to work for, but also a sweet and compassionate person to have in the workplace. She has been supportive of my pregnancy and often asks about Corbin. I can’t say enough nice things about her! Oh and her name is Julie.

Anyways…. Julie was keeping an eye on me and was very much okay with me rushing out if I needed to. When I finally DID decide to leave work in the afternoon, she asked that I text her later with an update. So I left.

And did I go straight to my doctor? Nope. I went home. I packed a bag SUPER quickly (JUST IN CASE), and I showered (JUST IN CASE). I kept thinking “just in case” all day. Googling pictures of babies born at 32 ½ weeks “just in case”. Telling Conner every little update, “just in case”….and he responded with some anxiety and nervousness, “just in case” this was the real thing. He was panicking, and urgently asking me to leave work and go in.

My mom (and Conner) decided that driving myself was not a good idea, so she picked me up from our apartment, overnight bag in hand, and we went to my doctor’s office. I knew there was no rush. Even THEY didn’t rush me once I was there….. I waited about an hour to be seen (which is standard at the end of the day for his office, but ALWAYS worth the wait). The front desk nurses and staff were watching me and talking to me, and everything was fine. Still having contractions every five minutes, still lasting a minute long, still not super painful.

Dr. Poliakin had me in one of his standard rooms, asked me what was going on, then without batting an eye, without seeming surprised in any way, he set me up in the ultrasound room and calmly explained what happens next….

They did a fetal fibronectin test, which basically is a quick swab to send over to the lab, who tests it for some type of fetal cells to be present. To sum up, if the results are positive, there is a 60% chance I could go into labor in the next two weeks. If it is negative, then there is a 90% chance that I will NOT go into labor in the next two weeks. We didn’t know results at the time, but it eventually came back the following morning with a big fat negative. (*Woohoo!*) After they did that test, he did an ultrasound to check my cervix. The best way to describe what I saw is to write down what I told my mom when I came out. I laid my hand out flat, and said, “Here is my cervix.” Then with my other hand, made a fist and punched it onto my outstretched palm and said, “Here is his head.” If Corbin’s head was any closer to my cervix, it would be through it. He has dropped even more, and he’s still ready to go. Great news! And the better news…. My cervix was closed, and thick, and firm. Gross right? But thin, soft, mushy, or open would be bad at this point. Well, not bad, but it is definitely a good sign that I am 0% effaced and 0cm dilated, and it proved that these contractions that I am feeling are just practice labor… false labor… Braxton Hicks… whatever I want to call them (try, “annoying”!). They are nothing to be alarmed about. So I asked Dr. Poliakin, “Then what am I watching for? Your Bacardi 151 rule does not apply now…” He told me a few appointments ago to watch for contractions that last a minute or longer, are five minutes apart, and that frequency for at least one hour…. THEN I can call him, go to his office, or go to the hospital, depending on what time of the day it is. He smiled at me and simply said, “Just come in when your water breaks then.” He dubbed me as one of the lucky ones who gets painful BH’s. Awesome.

Many positives came from this though…. No early baby (great!), the exit door is looking like it’s almost locked closed (awesome!), Corbin is still head-down and engaged (yay!), and I do not have anything weird going on that would require me to be on bed rest (thank you!!!!). Also, I have lost one pound since my last appointment. I was surprised that I hadn’t gained, as this is supposedly the last big weight gain for Corbin.

The Braxton Hicks continued every five minutes, for a minute long each time, until Saturday night.

31 weeks... Weekly update

How many weeks today:  Today, I am 31 weeks +5 days.
Baby is the size of: FOUR navel oranges! We had an ultrasound at 31 weeks exactly, and Corbin's estimated weight is about 4 pounds 6 ounces, and he is a long baby, with no guess on his length. Only a couple of short months until we find out! :-)
Total weight gain/loss: I gained a few pounds after our trip up north, but I am back down a little... I think. I might be about +12-15 pounds total?
Maternity clothes: Still in love with them, still embracing my big baby bump.
Cravings: Sweets this last week. I want chocolate and ice cream. And I got it. Aversions: Still not enjoying brushing my teeth. My stomach seems so squished and in the wrong spot, so my appetite is not AS great as it used to be, but nothing grosses me out.
Mood: Super happy and excited for February, as always. I feel very much at peace with the way our lives are going. I know this is going to sound awful and probably sound like I am bragging or think very highly of myself, but here goes. Yep, I'm going to write it anyway: I feel super lucky! WE are lucky. We are so loved and so fortunate for everything that has happened so far, and so so so lucky and loved by the people in our lives. I can't stress enough how EASY this pregnancy has been, how healthy it has been, how afraid we were before each milestone (and still are for his birth), how great it is that we are both employed with good benefits, how nice it is to get in to one of the best OBGYNs in the area and after that, how great it is that Corbin is in the system for the top pediatrician. How LOVED we feel when my family or Conner's family talk about "when Corbin comes", or buy him an outfit or baby gift. How great it feels to hear people talk about life with a baby.... a wedding next year, but with a baby there. A trip to Vegas, but bringing the baby. Corbin getting to know his cousins via Skype accounts. Baby shower plans, gifts being purchased for a little boy that we don't even know yet.... it's amazing! Feeling so much safer and confident driving a big Astro van instead of my Focus, knowing that the car has been taken care of and will be reliable for us as a family and have plenty of room for baby gear. We are lucky. We are surrounded by so much love, and I love it.
Physical symptoms: 31 weeks, just like 29 and 30 weeks, is still rough. Still easy enough, still healthy, but holy cow is this kid getting big! The pressure in all of those wonderful "lower parts" is insane sometimes. I'll just come out and say it. My hoo-hoo hurts. My hips hurt, my lower back hurts sometimes, my sciatic nerve sometimes hurts, my cervix hurts, the front low-end of my uterus feels heavy and painful sometimes. I say "sometimes" because it is rare that all of these are hurting at the same time. Up high, Corbin has learned to stretch out..... it's almost cute, because he doesn't KICK.... he just extends a leg, nestles it into my rib cage, and then I feel a slight burn. Like heartburn or something, or....I dunno... it just burns a little right at the bottom of my rib cage. If I rub it downward, he usually curls back up and gets his giant feet out of there. The only time this is NOT cute is when I'm asleep... I lay flat, and almost always end up on my back, and I have woken up many times gasping for air. I shoot out of bed gasping for air. GASPING. When Corbin stretches out, I get this claustrophobic feeling that I am suffocating. Other symptoms have seemed to disappear.... no major issues, just symptoms related to carrying the weight of our child. :-) Oh yes, and I have to pee every hour, it seems like. Maybe every two hours is more accurate. Depending on Corbin's position, sometimes I don't even know if I have to pee or do something more. Too much info? Hey, it's pregnancy.
Miss anything: I miss sleeping through the night.
Showing yet: Oh yes.
Labor signs: Pressure, cramping... nothing alarming yet. All pretty normal.
Baby movement: He had about a week of minimal movement, just tiny wiggles from what I am assuming are his hands down low, and now he is quite the mover again. In the middle, we get to see all kinds of crazy limbs poking out... most likely his knees. They feel like knees, and a little booty. I can almost tell how he is laying at any given time. He responds when I push on my belly, and he is VERY active when I lay down. I'm thinking of getting it on video in the near future.
Wedding rings on or off: No swelling here... at least not yet. Rings are on, and they spin a little.
Items purchased for baby this week: I was at Home Goods, and on one of their display tables were a bunch of gift baskets, all Christmas themed, and right in the middle were a few ROBOT cookie jars, that were packaged with jelly beans in them. How perfect.... we are working on a robot-themed nursery, and Corbin's dad happens to LOVE jelly beans.
How is Daddy doing: He gets a little freaked out by my belly movements now, and that cracks me up. It freaks both of us out, actually.... but it's still awesome and fun for us. Daddy has been sick this last week, and then I caught the cold, but we are both on the mend, and we are both looking forward to a quick-but-fun Christmas and New Year, and then a short countdown until Corbin arrives. Every week, it's as though Conner gets a little bit more into the idea of "holy cow, I'm going to be a dad!" He comes home from work telling me about a guy at work who was talking to him about how great it is to be a father. He gets so excited after a long weekend with our nephews and how happy he is to be adding to the brood.. it's mind-blowing to see old pictures of the boys and how much they have grown up and how much fun they are to play with, converse with.... Conner is stoked!
Favorite moment this week: For 31 weeks, I will say my favorite time was the entire time we were in Washington. It was so so so much fun and we did a lot, and it was a little exhausting, but I wouldn't change any of that. We saw so many loved ones and the next time we will be up there, we will be taking our baby boy.... what a trip!
Looking forward to: Christmas.... New Year's Eve.....counting down the weeks!

30 weeks - MATERNITY PHOTOS!

 

 

 

Because I failed to do a 30-week update, and I am too lazy to fill out the usual questions for each weekly countdown, our 30 week mark is going to be about our maternity photos! We hit the 30 week mark on Monday, November 26th. The day before, on Sunday, we took the dogs and Cameron (for extra help) to meet my best friend Beasty at a trailhead in Oak Park (near Westlake, on the way to the beach). Most of the people who read our blog know who Beasty is.... she's my wonderful and amazingly talented friend who also doubles as a photographer. She has photographed so many events for us, including our wedding, and soon..... Corbin's birth! Yes, she is one of the few who will be in the labor and delivery room, and she will be taking pictures. Tasteful pictures. :-)


The photos included below are a small handful of what she was able to capture that day.. we love them! There was a lot of belly-holding, lots of kissing, gazing into each others' eyes... you know the drill.

Enjoy..... AND THANK YOU, BEASTY!

Quick update at 31 weeks......Corbin's measurements tonight!

I know, I know.... I failed to do a 30-week update. I will, I promise. We are at 31 weeks today, and I am not doing a full update right now either, because I am just...too...tired. Ugh! So exhausted! I have plenty to update our readers with, but to sum it up, we just got back from our Clancy Christmas in Seattle. It was sooooo much fun, and while I didn't ever feel like I was overdoing anything, or constantly going, I did have some long days and restless nights, and traveling between states and cities to get to the next place and event...... All in all, it was a ton of fun, and we loved every moment of being with our family, but holy cow does it feel amazing to be home and sitting in my spot, wearing pajamas way too early, drinking a tall glass of ice water, and looking forward to sleeping on my pillow in our bed. There is nothing like home. Even when we are home at my mom and dad's, or home at Conner's mom and dad's. Home is many places, but HOME is positioned just right, with just the way we set things up, with our a/c temperature set, with our doggies napping in our laps... it's just Home.

We flew home today, rushed to get the car, then rushed to get the other car (from the train station), we were greeted with a flat tire (the Focus has had a slow air leak that we need to get fixed, and it sat for an extended weekend), rushed to an ultrasound appointment (but were called beforehand, our doctor wanted to let us know he was running very late), we sat for an hour waiting for him, and then had a quick ultrasound......

If you tilt your head to the right, you can see Corbin's profile.

 

 

 

Dr. Poliakin only took a few measurements, but my uterus is a big size, and he gave us a nice, loud, "WOW" when he measured Corbin's head and femur and some other spot. We were informed that Corbin's weight is approximately 4.6 pounds. The average size for this week is about 3.3 pounds. I have heard a million times that doctors are never accurate, their guesses can be off by a couple of pounds. But I have also heard from many people that they have never seen an ultrasound with so much detail. And look at Corbin's mommy and daddy. Better yet, look at Corbin's grandparents and aunts and uncles. Of course he is going to be big! I am choosing to believe that Corbin is at least 4 pounds, if not a little bit more. Our doctor jokingly said, "His head is 2 of those pounds though." He asked which one of us has the big head, we both said, "I do." But we both really do have big heads, and both come from a family line of big heads. As Betty Ann put it, "our big heads hold our big brains." It's all good! A big healthy baby, who was moving a little bit during the ultrasound.

 

 

Another bit of news that I am very happy about is his position.... Corbin is head down, ready to rock, and according to Dr. P., it is very unlikely that he will get out of that position. He seems to be settled in, and low, and that would explain all of the pressure and pain that I have been feeling in my hips, on my cervix, in my separating pelvic bone, on my sciatic nerve, in my tailbone area, and just in the EXIT in general. The teeny tiny wiggly movement I have been feeling very low and in the center could possibly be his hands, but are certainly not feet (which is what I was worried about). Corbin has indeed found the exit, and now it's just a matter of time, and more weight gain, before he decides he is ready.

 

 

The countdown continues!

 

 

 

 

 

Conner has slowly been feeling crummy and lousy and now has a raspy voice, sore throat, and a cough tonight. He's been in bed since 7:30pm. I am on my way there now. Goodnight!