Week 25 ~ August 26, 2002
~ Sworn to Secrecy
I finally got my sonogram on Monday! Dr. P's office scheduled it so I could have my friend as the tech, which was a lot of fun. She was on maternity leave when I had my sonogram at 12 weeks (to determine the due date) but she gave me one early in the pregnancy (at about 5 or 6 weeks) just to confirm that all was working well in light of the previous miscarriage. So I think it was fun for her to get to see this baby so far along, as well as it was fun for me just to get to chat with her throughout the procedure. She said that all the measurements are normal for a baby at 25 or 26 weeks (I guess the measurements are more precise and indicative of an actual due date earlier on), but that was great to hear. My baby is growing just fine! We saw some thumb-sucking (always so sweet to see and hopefully that will mean a great nurser from the beginning!) And the baby was not shy to stretch out those legs so we could clearly see the gender. I want to tell everyone what the baby is, but my husband wants to be surprised, so I'm sworn to secrecy. The funny thing is that since the tech is my friend (and her husband is my husband's good friend) that she has to be careful too. We've never run into that possibility before. But she's a professional and I'm sure she'll remember to keep it hush-hush just fine.
I will tell you though that as fun as it is for me to get a sneak peak at the gender, it was also sort of a shock to me for a few days, not that I'm disappointed in the least. But before knowing, it was almost like it could be either/or and I could imagine either one, pick out names in my mind for either sex. But now it's so final -- this is what sex your baby is -- so I had to get used to only thinking in that direction. And I had to almost mourn the fact that I'd never have another of the other gender. Am I making any sense by being so vague? It's just that for years and years (over 12 to be almost exact) I've saved clothes from each of my children at different sizes and stages, knowing that I could use them again down the road when I have another baby. That likelihood was always there since I knew that I wanted to have six children. But now that this is the end of my pregnancy road (which is just fine -- no regrets there), I am sad to know that I won't be opening some of those boxes to dress my baby any more. I will save a few choice things for my children's children, but not too much. And as the days have passed, I've gotten more used to the idea and will be glad to clear out some space in our storage room. But still . . . (oh the emotionally fickle mind of a pregnant woman, huh?)
I've was able to continue with my video workouts all week long. I modify moves as my middle grows, but it sure is nice to keep up my energy and to keep my muscles challenged. I am finding though that many exercises (like lunges, dips, even simple kickboxing moves) are working my abdominals like I didn't realize before -- not to the point of hurting, but to the point of recognition. Those poor muscles must be on overtime!
I'm happy to say that my lower back pain has improved immensely. Working on my posture and pelvic tucks made a big difference. I have to keep constant with it, but it's much more natural to do now and I'm not so worn out at the end of the day. My only weird side effect now (that I always get and never have found much information about) is foot twitchiness at night. Sometimes it even affects my hands. I think I read once that this has to do with circulation changes. But my feet just can't relax and feel like they either need to get up and move around (as tired as the rest of my body may be) or are in need of a heavy duty massage. Dr. P gave me his approval in my last pregnancy to take a little ibuprofen before I go to bed and that seems to help. But last night, I woke up at 3:00 and it took me about a half hour to realize that that was keeping me from going back to sleep. So I got up, took some more ibuprofen, ate a bowl of cereal (once I get up in the middle of the night and walk around beyond a regular bathroom break, I have to get something to eat or I get too hungry to relax), then fell back asleep about 20 minutes later. I'm almost into my third trimester and I remember from past pregnancies, having some middle-of-the-night insomnia, in which I'd get up and pay bills or fold clothes. And I'd always think that perhaps it was my body prepping for middle-of-the-night feedings. So who knows? But the more I think about it, I can hardly believe I'm almost into my third trimester. Wow!!!