Blood pressure is still on the high side, not dangerous high but high (141/88) thank goodness!
So no work for me... I have two weeks off, then I have maternity leave until September and then my husband takes over.
Just in time for Christmas... when life is never relaxing anyway. I'm just glad I'm not on bed rest or drugs.
The non-stress tests for Travolta have been perfect... on the outside we're all worried, but on the inside his main concern is trying to find a way to stretch his feet or butt as far out of my stomach as possible. Thanks kid. I've read that he's about 18 or 19 tall by now, and I think he's more like 30... cuz he's a stretcher! :)
I had an ultrasound on Thursday and they said he was about 5lbs 11oz, and my doctor says that means he'll be about 7 or 8 lbs when he's born. What a relief! I was a bit concerned in the past, especially since Dave weighed over 10 pounds when he was born.
And of course certain people have to remind you about gestational diabetes and everything else that can go wrong in pregnancy at every turn... but I can just ignore that.
My little man was also given a 8/8 rating on health and all that crap... so he's doing fine... it's just his mama! I wish I had an ultrasound picture to post, but the technician said he's too big.
It's getting harder to get around... especially when he's awake.
I think he's getting frustrated because the stretching is getting more and more uncomfortable.
One of my sisters is thinking/hoping this kid will be born between Christmas and New Years.
Which wouldn't be too bad, since he's a good size and his organs are just about finishing up their development, but it still scares me... although this whole motherhood think is kind of scary anyway... what that hell did I get myself into?!
Not that I'm complaining because I've wanted this since I was a little girl, and it's been a long 4 1/2 years that I've been waiting for my little man to come into my life.
But it's such a change... when he arrives, he changes who I am! I'm a mother and I'm responsible for another human being!
I can't just fill the food dish and go grocery shopping... or get reminded à la Lassie to fill the water bowl (you get the point REAL quick when you're being stalked by three cats that there's something you forgot to do).
But just knowing what to do... for example, yesterday my niece had a high temperature... my sister took her to the hospital. Dave and I were thinking that we would have waited until morning and monitored her.
WRONG! GUESS AGAIN!
The nurse told my sister that Abby should have gone in earlier because had her temp been any higher she could have had a seizure.
Great... so what about all the other crap that Dave and I don't know? All the what ifs?
I'm trying to make all these good choices for him... breastfeeding, cloth diapers, baby sling, more organic foods and all that crap. Hell, I might even start wearing patchouli to complete my hippy mom image! But what if they're crappy choices?
What if I screw this kid up and he ends up bombing stuff and spouting hateful propaganda?
Not that Dave and I would teach him that, cuz that's our polar opposite... but kids grow up and do stuff.
*sigh*
Part of my brain says "everything will be fine and you won't end up on the Dr. Phil show with your son" and that he'll be fine and grow up to be an amazing man like his daddy.
And I guess I just have to cling to that.
Thanks for reading, if you're still here! :)
1 comment:
Doing anything the first time, you are going to make mistakes. But I don't think you will scar your kid for life. Just remember that the kid's not going to come with an instruction book. You and hubby will make awesome parents! Have fun on your leave!
(PS please remind me what I just told you when it's my turn and I'm the one freaking out =D)
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