I'm almost 31 weeks and haven't updated
my stuff in way way too long, mostly because I haven't felt like
there was much to update. I'm still struggling with all day nausea
though I've found a combination of medication that keeps me
functional. I've been exhausted. Baby boy is moving ALL.THE.TIME.
One night I woke up in a panic because he kicked me so hard I thought
I'd rolled over on the baby.
I now see the OB every two weeks. I
declined the glucose tolerance test knowing I'd fail it – so I'm
off to the endocrinologist. I've been monitoring my blood sugars for
months and in the past week they have seriously deteriorated.
Insulin ahoy! I'm not happy about it at all.
Back to the exhaustion. At my 28 week
appointment I asked the nurse to check my iron levels. I've felt so
lethargic and have had some dizzy spells. Sure enough, my iron level
was at 11.0 - with 12.5 being the low-normal level. I've been
supplementing and it seems to be helping.
We are slowly getting things together
for baby. He has a crib up in what will be his room. We pulled all
of our pack 'n' plays, swings, bedding, etc out of the attic. I have
a lot of washing to do and I'm tackling it slowly. We don't have
much in the way of clothing – I gave away most of our baby clothes
more than a year ago, thinking we were done having kids. Fortunately
the husband didn't want me to give away the big items – so we have
all of the big stuff. Clothes are easy to buy – and fun. I've
been ordering some and will hit consignment sales when they start up
next month. I need to get pacifiers, diapers, those sort of things.
I have this weird thing though that if I start buying them I'll be
jinxing myself or something.
This little guy still doesn't have a
name. We have some finalists... and I'm pretty sure we have a middle
name but we just haven't been able to settle on a first name. We
keep the name private until the baby is born, but that doesn't stop
anyone from questioning us which gets old. The name questions
usually come right after the “oh, too bad you aren't having a girl”
comments so, yea, you can imagine how those questions are received.
We will schedule my c-section at my
next appointment. The date really means nothing – he'll come
whenever he wants. What it does do is give me a finish line. As I
head into the daily injections and finger sticks, the ever growing
physical discomfort and all of the other “fun” parts of the third
trimester it helps me to have that mental finish line.
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