Written on July 18, 2016
I took a long time to find a doctor and finally settled on one who had a promising midwife working for him. At my first appointment, they were running behind so I ended up seeing the other midwife (who I didn't know worked there). I didn't click with her, but my next appointment was with her as well because they just reschedule you with the same person you saw. I still felt somewhat uncomfortable, so I got my next appointment lined up to be with the midwife I intended to see. I'm so glad I made the effort because I loved her. Based on my previous questions about how comfortable they were with people who used hypnobirthing, or other means for unmedicated birth, and reading the doctor's handbook, I wasn't feeling great about staying with this practice, BUT she calmed my nerves so well. She seemed way more on board and said that even though the OB doesn't "get" unmedicated birth, he doesn't get in the way of it. I can work with that. She also said the hospital I'm delivering at is great about matching people up with the right nurses for their birth preferences. It's gonna be great!
I have excellent news! The nausea is finally gone. It's probably been gone for a while now but it lingered forever and disappeared soo sloowly that I didn't notice the specific day that it was suddenly gone. What a relief though! As long as I don't stop exercising for too many days, I feel pretty great. My back hurts a lot more than it did with my other pregnancies, and I think it might be a combination of taking care of two toddlers every day and that this baby seems to be super low all the time. Andrew can't feel as many kicks because they are mostly down lower or towards my back this time. They feel so weird.
Even though I had my ultrasound a month and a half or so back, I decided not to find out whether we're having a boy or girl. We have all the clothes either way, and there's no nursery to get ready, so why not? I wasn't bothered at all by my decision to not find out...until someone else knew (the ultrasound tech). Then it started driving me crazy. I've gotten used to it again, for the most part, and I'm excited to be surprised. With Matthew, I was positive he was a boy, but this time I'm not having any thoughts either way. If I absolutely had to guess, I'd say boy. Some days I want a girl more because Matthew was such a difficult baby and is so rough, but other days I want a boy so that Matthew will have someone to be rough and crazy with. Adaline, of course, is begging for a girl and she wants to name her either Ariel or Cinderella depending on the day. She's also said that if it's a boy, his name can be Prince Eric. She's hilarious and these are much better than her earlier name suggestions which included things like "sour creamy" and "pit pit". The only reason I wish I knew whether it was a boy or girl is so that I could tell Adaline and get her prepared for whatever is coming (particularly a boy). Both kids are still so excited and continue to pat/kiss/hug my belly all the time. Thank goodness it's less than 3 months away because their patience won't last forever.
I'll be 28 weeks in two days. Hello third trimester! It's good to be here. Between the two toddlers, church callings, busy summer time, and waiting so long to tell people, this pregnancy is flying by! I've realized that I could use more summer maternity clothes. With Adaline, I was pregnant in the winter, and while I did a summer pregnancy with Matthew, we spent most of our days at the pool or hanging out in our air conditioned apartment in basketball shorts and T-shirts. As long as no one else minds that I wear the same cycle of clothes every week, then I guess we're good.
I took a long time to find a doctor and finally settled on one who had a promising midwife working for him. At my first appointment, they were running behind so I ended up seeing the other midwife (who I didn't know worked there). I didn't click with her, but my next appointment was with her as well because they just reschedule you with the same person you saw. I still felt somewhat uncomfortable, so I got my next appointment lined up to be with the midwife I intended to see. I'm so glad I made the effort because I loved her. Based on my previous questions about how comfortable they were with people who used hypnobirthing, or other means for unmedicated birth, and reading the doctor's handbook, I wasn't feeling great about staying with this practice, BUT she calmed my nerves so well. She seemed way more on board and said that even though the OB doesn't "get" unmedicated birth, he doesn't get in the way of it. I can work with that. She also said the hospital I'm delivering at is great about matching people up with the right nurses for their birth preferences. It's gonna be great!
I have excellent news! The nausea is finally gone. It's probably been gone for a while now but it lingered forever and disappeared soo sloowly that I didn't notice the specific day that it was suddenly gone. What a relief though! As long as I don't stop exercising for too many days, I feel pretty great. My back hurts a lot more than it did with my other pregnancies, and I think it might be a combination of taking care of two toddlers every day and that this baby seems to be super low all the time. Andrew can't feel as many kicks because they are mostly down lower or towards my back this time. They feel so weird.
Even though I had my ultrasound a month and a half or so back, I decided not to find out whether we're having a boy or girl. We have all the clothes either way, and there's no nursery to get ready, so why not? I wasn't bothered at all by my decision to not find out...until someone else knew (the ultrasound tech). Then it started driving me crazy. I've gotten used to it again, for the most part, and I'm excited to be surprised. With Matthew, I was positive he was a boy, but this time I'm not having any thoughts either way. If I absolutely had to guess, I'd say boy. Some days I want a girl more because Matthew was such a difficult baby and is so rough, but other days I want a boy so that Matthew will have someone to be rough and crazy with. Adaline, of course, is begging for a girl and she wants to name her either Ariel or Cinderella depending on the day. She's also said that if it's a boy, his name can be Prince Eric. She's hilarious and these are much better than her earlier name suggestions which included things like "sour creamy" and "pit pit". The only reason I wish I knew whether it was a boy or girl is so that I could tell Adaline and get her prepared for whatever is coming (particularly a boy). Both kids are still so excited and continue to pat/kiss/hug my belly all the time. Thank goodness it's less than 3 months away because their patience won't last forever.
I'll be 28 weeks in two days. Hello third trimester! It's good to be here. Between the two toddlers, church callings, busy summer time, and waiting so long to tell people, this pregnancy is flying by! I've realized that I could use more summer maternity clothes. With Adaline, I was pregnant in the winter, and while I did a summer pregnancy with Matthew, we spent most of our days at the pool or hanging out in our air conditioned apartment in basketball shorts and T-shirts. As long as no one else minds that I wear the same cycle of clothes every week, then I guess we're good.
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| 29 weeks and 6 days (can we just call this 30 weeks, please?) |
Each pregnancy I have gotten worse about taking regular pictures and as the pregnancy goes on, I continue to get worse. At least there's something!
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