Pregnant Pause – Week 28
Last Thursday I left town for a family reunion in South Padre Island. Thanks to the magic of autopost, you never knew I was gone! Very very sneaky. We had a great time hanging out at the beach. Although I think I stepped wrong in the sand because now my back is all wacked out and it’s pure torture to sleep on my side. That sort of presents a problem since I’m not allowed to sleep on my back.
Woe is me.
I had a doctor’s appointment last Thursday. It was just my regular 4 week checkup. She weighed me, measured my uterus, and listened to the heartbeat. I gained another 6 pounds which puts my total at 27. Some women are telling me that I’m right on track, others drop their jaws. I’m choosing to not care about weight gain. The common response when people see me is, “If it weren’t for the ball under your shirt, we’d never know you’re pregnant.” To me, that’s a good sign so I’m choosing to ignore my weight gain. Plus, there are too many other things to worry about.
If I could be so bold as to ask you to add Stephen, Jansen, and I to your prayer list. Let me start by saying IT IS PROBABLY NOTHING. My doctor measured my uterus on Thursday and said I’m measuring big. (I have felt like this for several months, but apparently most women feel big.) I’m scheduled for an ultrasound in 3 weeks to make sure everything is okay. There are two possibilities. The first is that Jansen is just a big baby. The second is that I have too much fluid in my uterus. Too much fluid is not a good thing and I’m not sure how the problem is fixed. I didn’t ask many questions when I was there, mostly because it just scares me to know possibilities.
My mom and several others think that there is a third possibility… a hidden twin. I refuse to accept this as a possibility. There is just no way that an entire human being is hiding in my uterus and has remained hidden during three ultrasounds and several heartbeat checks. Plus, I feel like I’d notice an extra set of legs and arms beating up my insides. The most logical explanation is that Jansen is big. My dad is 6’4 and Stephen’s dad is 6’7. We have large genes.
So this is the deal, I’d like you to be specific with your prayers. Pray that Jansen is a big boy, but also pray that he slows down a tad so that I don’t have to deliver a toddler. And pray that if he continues to grow at a rapid pace, he comes on his own a bit early. My doctor will not induce based on the size of the baby so he’s going to have to make the first move.
I’m even more convinced that he’s huge because of how much I see and feel him move. Sometimes I think he spreads both arms and legs and pushes as hard as he can on all sides of my uterus. I can now see how women would say that the baby kicks hurt. I’ve had several painful kicks over the past weekend. I’ve also been able to feel body parts pressed up against my stomach. It’s pretty neat but also sort of freaky.
This is my week 28 photo. I’m hoping to edit those tabs there at the top and make one that includes all the pictures. I think there’s been growth over the past week.
And that’s all folks!
(ToT is coming shortly.)