It’s crazy to realize that if Pudgy the whale decides to come now he will be fine. He’s done, just packing on some lard before making his entrance into the world.
It’s been quite a journey so far. There’s been worry, since we were on our honeymoon in a Zika country (The Maldives), a disease I hadn’t heard of before but that gave me many sleepless nights and even more blood lost to tests. Luckily it all came back negative and we could rest easier for a while. Later on yet Pudgy decided to turn around and I couldn’t feel his kicks, I was worried sick but that too turned out to be okay – he was just being his douchy self… No big deal.
I’ve had a lot of trouble getting any sleep but overall I must say that this pregnancy has so far been a very good experience. The hormones have been running wild and the stress has at times been overwhelming (during pregnancy we got stuck on the icy freeway, had the engine fail, found a perfect apartment but got screwed over by the current tenant and found yet another apartment to which we moved).
I have learned one thing very well so far: moving is not for women who are 8 and 9 months pregnant. While possible (obviously) it is not recommended.
But all in all I have had a smooth pregnancy with my very sweet husband by my side. He tries and fails, but he tries again and I appreciate all the effort. I’ve been nothing but a handful because I don’t want to realize that I can’t do all things like I used to. It puts stress on him watching me overdo things. But we’re nearing the end of this journey and a new one can start.
As far as weight goes, I’ve gained about 20 kgs/44 lbs and am feeling very heavy and have a hard time breathing like a normal human being. But I was warned about that earlier on and was, to some extent, prepared. However, I couldn’t know just how bad it would get because sometimes it’s like someone is sitting on my chest and it get so heavy to even get a breath in. It’s often accompanied by contractions which really isn’t very pleasant. Especially if we’re about town, and I have to stop every 10 minutes or so.
Still I feel extremely privileged to not have some of the issues other ladies seem to experience. The throwing up, the constant hip and/or back pains, the pregnancy diabetes and all else that is common. I do have some minor issues with my back and hip region, but that comes and goes and I do get to rest from it. My blood work is looking spectacular and the heart rate has been at a steady 120/70. One minor deviation of 120/80 one of the weeks but that went back to it former self at the next check up. Pudgy has grown consistently and the blood sugar levels have been between 4.0 and 4.1. With an exception when I ate two jam sandwiches before the check up and it jumped to 7.0 🙂
I did a glucose tolerance test that showed 4.0 before eating and 4.4 after 2 hours of rest after that sugar drink. My midwife was surprised and wondered how I’m even standing up. I’m a sugar fiend, that’s how 🙂
But yeah, all is well that ends well – and now we’re on the homestretch. Let’s see how it all goes. I’m equal parts excited and terrified.