29 weeks! Third trimester! The end is in sight!
The good news: our little man is doing well. All of my sonograms have been normal. I passed my glucose test—how I can drink so many vanilla Dr. Peppers and eat so many holiday sweets and not end up with gestational diabetes is beyond me, but I’m thankful nonetheless. I’ve found a new OB here in North Carolina. I’ve hired a doula—basically a pregnancy BFF! More on that later.
And here is what baby boy and I look like now:
Pregnancy is definitely taking a huge toll on me, though. The 24/7 nausea lasted into November, though it has now eased up to be night-time only. This week brought on a new challenge: hip pain! Somehow putting on a pair of pajama pants resulted in a complete misalignment of my hip joint, leaving me with excruciating pain while walking. Sigh.
My husband has been awesome, taking on many of my household responsibilities while starting school. He fell asleep last night talking about taking care of breakfast plans while I went to the doctor.
God’s provision was incredible today, as I was able to see the campus doctor, an orthopedist, and a physical therapist all within two hours after starting the morning with no appointments. I now get to wear a super-sexy compression belt to hold my hips in place, but I should be on the road to recovery very soon.
In spite all the pain and inconvenience, I already love our little guy more than I ever thought possible. I am eagerly awaiting his arrival when I get to snuggle his sweet self (and not be pregnant anymore!).
The kids are also excited, although Emma told me adamantly yesterday that she didn’t want the baby to eat her snack. She identified that the baby was in my tummy, but she was also concerned for her snack’s safety. And rightly so, as I sat down and shared it with her until she told me, “this is your last carrot, Mommy.”
The nursery nook is set up in our (very small!) apartment. I have a full year of baby clothes, thanks to my sister-in-law. All we need now is our boy, who I’m praying will come the very second he can be delivered healthily. And now, I’m off to search for the “glowing skin” a pregnancy book told me I should be enjoying. :-)