37 Weeks: Status Update

So, 37 weeks in, 3ish to go.

Or, 38 weeks in, 2ish to go.

Or…TOMORROW?! Why not. A girl can dream. And that girl is me.

Yesterday, just to get out of the house, I headed to TJ Maxx. I was looking for nothing in particular, just shopping. I stopped to flit through the little girls clothes and this woman says to me “You’re having a girl?” and I say ‘Yes’ and she says ‘You must be really close to having her, you’re carrying her low.”

Hallelujah.

I told this stranger that I loved her.

And I was serious.

I would love to be carrying her lower…at least for something different to talk about and to think about in my day.

Then, I went to Art Van. As we all know, Art Van is NOT the place to go if you don’t want to be bothered by annoying salespeople. I walked in on the phone with my Mom and sat down in a chair near to the entrance to finish my conversation before I began my enjoyable browsing. Again, for nothing in particular. And all of a sudden, this sales clerk in a cheap suit stood in front of me and talked to me as though she could not fathom what the small, electronic device next to my ear was.

“No, I’m just shopping.” I say to get her to go away.

So, I browse a bit, end the conversation with my Mom and go in search of the clearance center to see if there’s any good deals. There wasn’t. But, there, in the clearance center, the damn sales clerk is RIGHT THERE on top of me again. How did she track me down?! Ah, I was wearing red yesterday. Not a good color to wear in Art Van. Need to wear camoflage I think, to blend in with the surroundings.

She walks up to me and asks if I’m shopping for anything in particular.

NO. I state emphatically. STOP BOTHERING ME. I JUST WANT TO BROWSE IN PEACE.

As I walk out of the Clearance Center and back into the showroom, another woman says ‘How much longer do you have?’ to which I respond “Oh, just a few weeks.” This woman responds, “And you’re having a girl?” and I say ‘Yes” though I must have seemed confused. She says “I’ve had six kids — you’re carrying that baby too high to be having a boy,”.

Ok.

Art Van, we are DONE. Your sales clerk just burst my bubble that I was floating in from TJ Maxx and the other woman’s comment. Even if I am carrying high…and then, all of a sudden, the original cheap suited sales clerk is there again and says “How long did you say you have?” and I say “Two weeks or so.” and she says “What are you even doing out of the house?”

Ok lady – we’re really done. I’m pregnant, not an invalid. I’m pregnant, not in danger of convulsing on your showroom floor. What am I doing out of the house? Trying to entertain myself with things that take my mind off the fact that this baby girl is still very high, that I’m just about done being pregnant, etc. and that I’m working at home all day and then sit home all night as Jon works on the other side of the state.
Needless to say, I’m entering the “I’m DONE being pregnant stage of this journey.” Without further ado, here’s an update!


Due Date:
October 20, 2011. (Keep in mind, 10/13/11 was the last ultrasound due date and 10/27/11 is the last possible day that she will arrive, one way or another).

Baby Developments: She’s just adding more fat. She should weigh between 6-7 pounds and be about 18 inches long. I know that I can feel her parts inside of my body and they are hard and there’s not a lot of room left, seemingly.

Weight Gain: Hovering at 25 pounds total gained for the pregnancy. I had been not doing very well with my eating lately, but have really focused on eating fresh fruits and veggies and limiting the crap. I feel like I’m doing better. Except for Twizzlers. I’m still totally digging Twizzlers. They’re low fat…just not low calorie.

Cravings: Still loving yogurt parfaits with granola, Twizzlers, and cereal. Specifically, Mini Wheats.

Aversions: Nothing in particular.

Symptoms: Not sleeping very well. Which has been a bit of a trend, but last night was the worst thus far. I went to bed at 10:20 p.m. I woke up and hit the button on my iPad to determine the time. Thought for sure it’d be abut 5:45 a.m. It was 12:41 a.m. I proceeded to wake up every hour and a half or two for the next seven hours and have this same thing happen. “Oh, it’s only 3 a.m.? Only 4:45 a.m.? Only 6:21 a.m.?” and still be exhausted.

I am loving: the time I have at home. Despite my pissing and moaning, I really do enjoy being at home. I wish Jon were here. I miss just knowing that he’s here. Not that we do anything revolutionary when he’s home and not that it’s totally different…but I just like the knowledge and security of having him close.

Sleep: As mentioned, sleep is coming…in two hour increments. This is my body preparing for Minnie.

I miss: my full closet of choices and not having to wonder if I am stretching out a non-preggo shirt that will make it so I can’t wear it when I am unpregnant in a few weeks.

I am looking forward to: having a baby!

I am spazzing about: nothing, really. Except getting my house back to a clean feeling this week.

Best moment of the week: The walks I’ve been taking in the early mornings. I’m determined to walk this baby right out of me. And, meeting Nolan, Bob and Molly’s baby. And taking photos of him. He’s so sweet!

Milestones: Getting closer…

Movement: Less and less movement. I wake up every morning and lay there until I feel her move because I get freaked out if I get out of bed without feeling her move. Molly mentioned yesterday how weird it is to not have that feeling in your body anymore of a baby moving around. It will be weird and I’ll miss it in a totally not-really-missing it way. I miss all the movement of about 3-4 weeks ago. This type of movement, I won’t miss.

It’s a….: GIRL!

Exercise: Have been going for two-mile walks the last few mornings, and that has felt phenomenal. Have added in some bicep workouts on Exercise TV on Demand.

Diet: Pretty darn good.

Boobs & Belly Button: Need to go purchase a few nursing bras in a 40D and my belly button remains an innie, though a big, dark hole in the middle of my shirts. It’s bizarre, but it’s still an innie, just a stretched one.

Goals for the upcoming week: Not dwell so much on being pregnant still, don’t try to plan the entire birthing process like I did on this morning’s walk. I suggested to Minnie that she could begin the labor process for me on Sunday, I’d sleep Sunday night and we’d go in and she could be born on Monday. October 3 seemed like a fine day to be born. Only that I would like to stay pregnant until October 10 so that I can be off work through the first of the year. So, I nixed our October 3 plans. See, I’m trying to plan. Which I laugh at myself about…but, a girl can dream.

The Weekly Visits

Well, had another weekly visit this morning, first thing.

Saw Dr. Neubeck – which is always a treat. I find him funny and engaging. I’m glad he’s been my primary doctor throughout this, it’s definitely made the pregnancy something that is not a worry on my mind in any way.

Next week, on Monday, I’ll see Dr. Ahmad. Who I like as well. I like all of the doctors in the practice – all for different reasons.

Anyway, my blood pressure was up again. I mentioned again that I see these black ‘floaters’ like bugs/flies from time to time, so Dr. Neubeck did a little checking and said that there was no constriction in my blood vessels in my eyes or anything, so he wasn’t TOO concerned about it. I had gained another couple of pounds (WTF!?) so I think that the quick weight gain here at the end is contributing more to the hike in blood pressure than anything else. Need to make a concerted effort to lead a less sedentary lifestyle.

Jon is home today. It’s his one day off from work each week. I made a point to work yesterday so that I was ahead of the game today so I could spend some time with him.

Oh, back to the appointment…(hello A.D.D.)…

So, they did the beta strep test, which will take two days to determine if I have beta strep. It’s no big deal either way, it’s just an antibiotic they’ll give to me prior to delivery so that it doesn’t get passed on to the baby. So, we’ll know next week if that was positive or negative. He also did a pelvic exam and quite literally pushed our Minnie up into my rib cage. I said “Um, you’re pushing her up — I’m going to push her back down if you keep doing that!”. He explained that it’s because she’s not engaged yet, so she hasn’t fully committed to her head in my pelvic region (while I don’t blame her, she could hurry up and decide to do that ANY time now). He called it something that started with a b…it sounded like bobbling, but it wasn’t that. And I’m too lazy to Google it. So, she’s bobbling around in there. He had me push on my stomach to feel her butt (‘she’s got a big ass’ he says…just like her mom, I respond) and then had me feel down in my pelvis where her head is. It’s definitely weird to know where her body parts are for sure. I mean, I knew where they were before, but to actually FEEL them and have a doctor make it ok to press on them (Jon doesn’t like it when I do this, but whatever).

I also commented to Dr. Neubeck that for all the things that he and his doctor friends know, they should really know a good way to get these babies to come out. His response? “Sex.”

Fine and well.

Only, did I mention that Jon is home ONE DAY A WEEK? For approximately an 18 hour stretch? Yeah, ok. Good advice. I’m going to opt for walking a lot now that I’m not on the road and I’m also going to blow up my exercise ball and sit on it all day long. Why not, can’t hurt (if all else fails it will engage my ab muscles and if it works, we’ll have a baby girl sooner rather than later!). I’m starting my campaign for her arrival now because I just am over this back pain and weighing as much as a cow.

Speaking of back pain, I am on a Tylenol regimen daily and I think it is contributing to my ability to sleep the last two nights. I’m going to keep taking it because it really seems to be providing some good back pain relief for me.

Beyond that, I’m just trying to not be too ‘nesty’ — I have the linen closets organized, under the bathroom sinks cleaned and organized. I’ve got bottles washed and dried and put up in the cupboard. I’ve got all the receiving blankets and fluffy blankets washed. Washed all the crib sheets and changing pad covers. Packed her hospital bag, my hospital bag, made a list of Jon’s hospital bag stuff and the last minute stuff that I can’t pack. We’re ready to go. Now, just need to convince this Minnie girl to get on the bandwagon.

As Neubeck said, “Women want to be in labor, want to be in labor, then they go into labor and really DO NOT want to be in labor,”.

Touche, Neubeck.