Week 21
~ Are We Here Already?
I cannot believe that we are already to week 22! This pregnancy is going by so fast! With Logan it seemed like I was pregnant for at least a year and with Gavin, I swear I just found out that I was pregnant 2 months ago. In reality it was four months ago. Well hopefully it will continue to fly by.
I went to the doctor yesterday. Actually I went to my high risk doctor and my regular OBGYN. We got another 3D ultrasound of Gavin to check his heart, which is perfect by the way. The technician gave us another peak of his little boy parts (Daddy still didn’t quite believe that he was a boy) and we tried to see his face, but he is a bit stubborn and keeps covering his face with his hands. I guess he wants us to be surprised when he comes out. I was a little worried about his size at the beginning because a month ago he was right on schedule. I know that sounds incredibly stupid, but you have to understand that with my first son he was three weeks bigger than he was supposed to be and ended up weighing over 9 pounds. To me, since he is my only pregnancy to go by, this is normal. I think that if I had a 6 or 7 pound baby I think that I would feel like I did something wrong, like I didn’t take care of him enough. Thankfully though, at this check up, when he was supposed to weigh about 12 ounces, he weighed 18 and he is registering at a week bigger then he is supposed to. I am very happy about this. And for the record, no, I do not have gestational diabetes; the doctor says that we just make big babies (I get that question a lot).
I went to my OB after that ultrasound and got my checkup there. He says that everything is going great and he went ahead and did a vaginal exam to make sure that I wasn’t effacing or dilating (due to the Braxton hicks contractions) and thankfully I am exactly where I need to be, so Gavin is safe. We went through the measuring of the belly and listening to the heart beat (which is always a beautiful sound). I am very happy and oh so relieved to be able to say that I am “cooking” a very healthy, slightly chunky little boy. I love little fat babies! I always say that my son Logan was a sausage when he was born so of course I need another one. The nurses in the delivery room when Logan was born informed me that I didn’t give birth to a newborn, I gave birth to a one month old. I can’t wait to see how Gavin turns out!
A couple of weird things keep happening though . . . well only one weird thing. I am already lactating, and I don’t mean leaking. Every once in awhile my boobs will start hurting and the only way to make them stop is (and this may be a little too much info) but the only way to make them stop is to squeeze them and release some of the milk. It’s getting crazy, I swear to you, I could feed a newborn at this point. Also the indigestion is starting to come out. YAY! I hate indigestion and especially heart urn! It is the bane of my existence. It’s starting to get to the point where when I lay on my back I get a little out of breath, I wake up more throughout the night when I have to turn over and OH MY GOODNESS is this kid active! He is to the point now that when he kicks you can see it in my stomach and feel it on the outside now! He still hasn’t let anyone but me feel it yet, but I am hopeful! Pretty soon he won’t be able to keep his kicks a secret from Daddy. I can’t wait!
Well I have to go now, Logan is in bed and my husband and I cherish every bit of Husband and Wife time that we can possibly get so we are going to cuddle and watch T.V. I hope all of you have a great week. Stay safe and healthy and nourish those little babies!
~ Christy
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