5 weeks to 35 weeks
Well, whadya know, I’m 8 months pregnant and Beet’s on her way here in 4 weeks! OR LESS!
I had the intent to document my pregnancy on the blog this entire time, complete with symptoms, thoughts, and cute pregnant belly photos, but in reality, I didn’t have the motivation to put together cute outfits or interesting blog posts. I’d see all these cute pregnant ladies on Instagram and I’d be like, maybe I should wear a dress tomorrow! Inevitably, I’d end up wearing black leggings, a black slouchy tshirt, and black ankle boots. Sometimes a grey slouchy shirt.
So here’s a nice documentation of my bump progress! Everyone likes grids of photos, right? As of today, I’ve gained about 40 pounds. 40 POUNDS. At the beginning of my pregnancy, my doctor told me she’d like to see me gain about 30 pounds, sooooo…… *shrug* I’m eating pretty healthy (minimal junk/processed food, fresh fruits and vegetables everyday, only water) and actually not eating significantly more than what I usually eat, so despite my initial horror at climbing scale numbers, I’m trying to remind myself that it’s just my body doing what it needs to do to grow a tiny human inside of it.
2nd trimester was pretty great, as was the better part of 3rd trimester. I had energy, a cute-sized bump, clear skin, and generally good moods. I still could only sleep about 6 hours a night, but I was sleeping the whole way through and not waking up every couple of hours, which was an improvement. The only minor hiccup was that during my anatomy ultrasound at 20 weeks, they found that I had a shortened cervix. As your pregnancy progresses, the length of your cervix shortens until the time you give birth, at which time your cervix becomes paper thin. At 20 weeks, your cervix should be about 4.0-4.5 cm long. At 20 weeks, mine was measuring 2.5 cm., which put me at risk of going into preterm labor. SCARY because at 20 weeks, the fetus wouldn’t be viable outside the womb yet if I were to go into labor that early. Usually, most women are prescribed to be on bedrest at this point, but my doctor just told me to “take it easy” and prescribed progesterone to stabilize the shortening. Luckily, subsequent monitoring didn’t show any further shortening and my pregnancy continued on without bedrest or early appearances by Beet.
3rd trimester has really flown by! It started off pretty great, but now that I’m finishing up my last month, it’s starting to get pretty uncomfortable! Carrying around this extra weight really puts a strain on your back and I can’t be out and about or on my feet for more than a couple hours without my back starting to hurt – which is pretty annoying. I’ve never had heartburn before, but now, I find myself waking up in the middle of the night coughing and choking on stomach acid. It tastes like your threw up in your mouth with hot, burning barf. So you know, really delicious. Turning and changing positions while sleeping is now a pretty big ordeal, which means waking up several times a night. One major development this trimester was the onset of Braxton Hicks contractions, or as Husband like to call them, “Toni Braxtons.” They call these “practice contractions” where your uterus sporadically contracts and tightens in preparation for the real thing. Unlike what happened on FRIENDS when Rachel got Braxton Hicks and went to the hospital because they hurt so much, mine haven’t hurt and are mostly just uncomfortable since your belly basically gets rock hard for about a minute at a time. It’s not uncommon to get them randomly, but pretty much since my 3rd trimester started, I’ve been getting Braxton Hicks all day, everyday. I get them more frequently when I’m on my feet and walking a lot, when I go from sitting to standing and vice versa, if I carry stuff, and at night when I’m just sitting on the couch. Not painful, but as Beet gets bigger and bigger, every once in a while, she feels like she’s going to fall out of me.
So I’m now at the point where I’m excited for Beet to come out, but at the same time, I want to keep her with me where she’s nice and safe for as long as possible. BECAUSE ONCE SHE’S OUT, THERE’S NO GOING BACK.