This picture surprises me. I think the bellies look pretty similar and I do not remember feeling this big with Kylie. Maybe because I wasn’t taking care of a 2 year old then. She’s also dropped, which you can’t tell in the pictures. Josh could tell, and I knew because my ribs stopped hurting and I felt more pressure. The nurse had a hard time getting a good heartbeat this week because she’s so low. (it was my normal nurse who never has had an issue)
I also think it’s funny that I started with the same hair length and grew it out both pregnancies. I love my hair when I’m pregnant! There have actually been a few days that I didn’t wash it because it was getting too dry. What is that craziness!
My weight gain is the same – around 30 lbs both times. Which I am very thankful for, because the credit goes to good genes and stomach issues – not to discipline on my part!
My reflux is making me crazy. I’ve been up since 4 because I ate too much too late last night. Because of my recent weight and something in my urine, my doc asked if I’d been throwing up and said I’m not eating enough. I’m really not sure what to do about that since my stomach seems determined to eject the small amount I’m eating now! (I can’t even talk about the great mistake that was Thanksgiving)
My pelvic pain has gotten worse, but I’m less of a wimp about that. Sitting on the bathroom floor because you’re sick at 1am is never funny; walking around like you’ve been riding a horse kind of is. It does keep me from being active with Kylie since it is very much affected by my activity.
Last week after she dropped I had a lot more Braxton Hicks and I kept getting my hopes up. But at this point we need to start thinking about the reality of induction. I’m not as scared of the Pitocin as I was with Kylie, but it’s just never ideal. My doc has not set a date, but he’s said around 40.5 weeks. So it’s exciting to know I don’t have more than a week left!
I’m very excited to see what she looks like and just to get her here and know for sure that she’s healthy.
You all can pray about my attitude towards nursing, because as we are getting closer I’m dreading it more and more. I keep trying to reminisce about Kylie’s first few weeks and my head immediately goes to pain and frustration. I really don’t want it to be all consuming like that again. It was terrible for my bonding with Kylie and I have zero concept of what it’s like to enjoy it. Just the hope that I will someday because most mothers seem to.
This is probably my last update, but there will most likely be a due date belly picture. This evening would be ideal for me to go into labor because Josh’s paternity leave wouldn’t have to start until Monday and we could get the weekend for free. But I’m not counting on it :)