Behind The Bump 22
Well here we are, at the (near) end of the pregnancy. Hasn’t it flown by? Hahahahaha, no, no it hasn’t. As with all life events, at times it takes forever and at times it flies by. And when you get to the due date, you’ll think “already?!” on one side of the brain and on the other you’ll think “good gravy just get it over with”… To be honest that’s where I am right now.
29-31 weeks – My mom is in town for the 29th week, she usually seems to do a visit at the beginning of April each year. We didn’t really do too too many things, I’m not sure why. I did get the kids’ nearly-matching thrifted side tables sanded and painted and we went to a Hometown Hockey festival that was in town. Overall I’m feeling rather large Marge but mostly ok. My sinuses have calmed down substantially, thank goodness, and I’m sleeping decently.
32 weeks – My 32 week midwife appointment determined that the baby is still breech – most have turned into the head down position by this point. If you missed my exciting breech experience last pregnancy, you’ll certainly want to catch up. Last time they didn’t catch it until 36 weeks though and 32 is MUCH earlier to start thinking about things I can do to help the baby turn. Lots of time…. right? We moved Harrison out of the nursery and into his big boy bed after taking the front off his crib and letting him get used to that for two weeks. So far so good! He loves his new room which I’m so happy about as I put a lot of time and energy into it (time, I have. Energy, not so much).
33-35 weeks – 34 week ultrasound to confirm positioning confirms that I have another Frank Breech on my hands (bum down, head and feet up). I’ve started going to a waterfit class twice a week and it’s pretty amazing. Even if it doesn’t help the baby turn, it’s so nice to get into the pool and stretch my hips and my shoulders. I’ve mentioned it before but water workouts when you’re pregnant are the absolute best. I’ve also started going to a chiropractor pretty aggressively (at the very beginning of my 33 week) to try and get some head-down movement from this child. Still keeping up with chiropractic and waterfit regularly. My inlaws visit for a while and we do *all the projects* that need doing in the house – big and small. Some nesting things like freezer meals and hanging a mobile, some repair things, it was super productive and a big relief.
36-38 weeks – Oh boy. The almighty ECV. For those unfamiliar with an ECV (which is most), it’s an External Cephalic Version and it’s an attempt to turn a baby head down from the outside using a little bit of pressure (or lots of pressure but who’s counting). Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t, and it really can’t be predicted. I had it done with Harrison at 37 weeks and it worked on the third turn attempt. I wasn’t so lucky this time as the baby was positioned with its back to my back which makes it very hard to turn. Three tries with no luck and they called it a day. I was devastated and cried for a few days while I laid upside down on the ironing board (propped on the couch) and tried to encourage the baby to turn on its own. A follow-up appointment led to me asking if we could try it again. The doctor was very reluctant, but didn’t say no, and I knew if there was a chance, then I had to go for it. And lo and behold, they had a spot the next day and THE BABY TURNED WITH NO RESISTANCE! I couldn’t even believe it. So then I cried again, for like half an hour while they monitored the baby’s heartbeat and then we got to go home. So back to Plan A! Phew, that was stressful, and I know that people give birth differently every day but it was taking me a while to come to terms with what the new options could have been.
And now we wait for baby!
Oh, glorious second trimester, how I love you. This is the best time of pregnancy (other than when you meet the baby of course). You start to show (and look super cute), you tell everyone about your pregnancy and you have more energy and motivation than in recent memory. It’s also the fastest-passing period of the pregnancy.
My second trimester for me started right before Christmas, and we went on a decently long road trip down to Nashville and Louisville (from Ontario) to visit family and friends. I was adamant that we needed to break the drive into two days (could be done in one) because pregnancy, yo. Also, we were traveling with a toddler and had no idea how it would go. Anyway, I’m glad I had a bit more energy for that trip!
Until week 17, I was still working full time, although at a relatively non-demanding job, and have been home with my toddler ever since. I started feeling the baby move earlier this time, probably about 16 weeks (vs 19 weeks during pregnancy round one).
Haven’t really gained a ton, not particularly troublesome but I started this pregnancy ten lbs lighter (not really a good thing in my case) than my previous pregnancy so I’m kind of hoping for more weight gain this time around. I’d like to end up the same (or close) net weight as with my first. Can you say net weight when referring to humans? My son has to have very minor day surgery (on his ears) halfway through this week that my husband was going to be the go-to parent on and then my husband got the flu at the last minute. In my pregnancy app I’ve marked these days as “crying: severe.” Nothing quite like springing it on a pregnant woman that she has to take her precious toddler in for surgery alone.
19 – 20 weeks
Feeling a bit of anxiety, over everything. We flew home to Calgary these weeks and then drove four hours and attended a wedding. It was extremely snowy but all around pretty good. I didn’t faint at my father in law’s office this time, and any time that doesn’t happen, I call it a win.
20 – 23 weeks
Feeling my first (of both pregnancies) sustained bout of rage, directed always at the nearest human. It passes in about 10 days, but is coupled with a post-vacation, post-grandparent, slight time-change toddler hangover that really compounds the matter. I’m really starting to feel more sore than the first pregnancy which I’m aware is because my muscles have already done this and I also didn’t work too hard in the last two years to get them back in shape (read: not at all). 20 week ultrasound showed everything in order. I’m still more tired than my first pregnancy, a LOT more tired, and I nap when my toddler naps regardless of what needs to be done around the house. Also the weight gain has picked up substantially – 9 lbs in 5 weeks, much better than the measly 1lb I gained from 13-17 weeks.
I don’t want to wish this pregnancy away as it may very well be my last but I’m getting sore and tired (so much talk about being tired!). My sinuses have gotten soooo bad and I’m trying to do everything possible to help them! I have re-created the pillow fort I used to sleep on and that has really started to help but then it hurts my back, hahahaha! There is no winning sometimes! I’m finally making progress on the guest room and on Harrison’s new room which means soon I will be making progress on the baby’s room. The only thing that is changing in there is the wall decor, but with being tired, chasing a toddler, trying to move the guest room, sell everything from the old guest room and the office and set up a toddler room from scratch its somehow made it’s way to the bottom of the list.
Overall, in one word I would describe this pregnancy as “tired,” if you hadn’t ascertained that just yet. I’m trying to do a push (ha!) to get all things on the list done before I’m too far into my third trimester because I’m already familiar with the increasing fatigue and would hate to lose momentum before doing crucial things like packing my hospital bag!
Hello, nice to see you! Since I last wrote, I’ve grown a little more, the baby has grown a little more and I’ve started eating far more than the “recommended” increase in calories. Which, by the way, is totally not actually enough calories to sustain a growing baby. It’s ok, though, because my scale is broken so I only know once a month how much I’ve gained.
Every pregnancy and every child is different. I know this because I’m full swing (third trimester ahhhh!) in a second pregnancy and have friends with multiple kids who have remarked on how they can do everything as similarly as possible with each kid and they still are different – because people are different, obviously.
My first pregnancy, with Harrison, was business as usual – tiring first trimester, a little more energy in the second and into the third, and then uncomfortable and ready for it to be done near the end. Aside from that small breech incident, there weren’t any hiccups to be found. Similarly, my second pregnancy has been just as business as usual – but they’re still different! How are they different? Well, for starters I have a toddler at home that I’m parenting – for the first 16 weeks I was working full-time but have been home with him since. Perhaps using that as a contributing factor, this time around I’m WAY more tired. Everyone tells me it’s because I’m expending energy into BOTH OF MY OFFSPRING simultaneously (a trend I expect continues until I die). Some symptoms I experienced last time that I haven’t this time include seriously stuffed sinuses (I asked the Snuggle Bugz community last time and got some amazing answers that really helped), gastric reflux and constant nosebleeds. This pregnancy I’ve only experienced one nosebleed (obviously at 5am after tending to a sweaty, panicked toddler who was awake for whatever reason). It helps that you know 1) these things are coming and 2) anything goes in pregnancy. I mean, not that you shouldn’t bring up an issue to your doctor or midwife if it’s new but there are so many hidden/unknown side effects of pregnancy that nothing would surprise me anymore. This time around my limbs fall asleep like whoa. It sets in so fast I’m surprised it hasn’t happened while I’m walking.
My thoughts around labour have definitely changed, not that I’m particularly looking forward to it, but I’m aware now that 1) pain relief really is a relief and is (most likely) available, 2) it will probably be shorter than last time, and 3) I can do it. When I got to the point in my first pregnancy that we were actually discussing the birth I remember feeling lightheaded in my appointment. Welp, I managed to get through it and here I am waiting to do it again.
In a surprising turn of events, I was actually more anxious during the first trimester with this baby than with Harrison. I chalk that up to two main things: 1) I’m a mom now, so I spend my time in bed thinking of horrendous and extremely unlikely things that could happen to my child, increasing my all-around level of anxiety (ie. What if I was driving along a road beside some water and some kids threw a pumpkin at my car and I swerved into the lake and had to get my kids out of their car seats before the car sank? WHAT IF? This drives my husband crazy, by the way). That previous scenario actually did happen to someone but he didn’t have a child in the car. And 2) this baby was planned and I am glad it worked out when we wanted it to, but planned means expected, and expected means anxiously awaited. Harrison was a big surprise and so much of my first trimester was spent grappling with that idea rather than this time just watching the days tick by and hoping everything was ok.
I anticipate it being different in the hospital and raising the baby, not just because there’s another, slightly bigger but still very dependent, human who also needs our attention, but because I know it will be ok, and that it may feel like an eternity but it passes in the blink of an eye. Of all the things we went through with Harrison – the sleepless nights, wondering if it was ok if he cried, the 5 week hospital stay, I know now that as long as they’re safe, fed, and loved, it’s all going to be ok.
Hello, it’s me, Sarah! I am so thrilled to be back on the blog and sharing updates of another pregnancy with you, not just because hey I’m pregnant again and that means new life, but because I like these updates! If you’re just joining us on the blog or have joined the parenting world in the last two years, you’ll have missed my previous series, “Behind the Bump,” which chronicled the weekly journey of my pregnancy with my son, Harrison. If you have a few minutes and you haven’t checked it out, I encourage you to do so. Consider yourself warned though: it’s a bit of a rabbit hole and it’s easy to start reading at The First Trimester and suddenly find yourself at 38 weeks and wondering why it’s getting dark outside and if you’ve fed your kids today. You can enjoy stories about how we found out about our surprise baby, when I fainted in my father in law’s office, and the panic that ensued when I learned he was in the Frank Breech position.
Now that we have that out of the way, HI! I’m pregnant again! This little rugrat is due out to the world at the summer solstice which obviously invoked a joke about how it’s going to be a long day (for me) from my husband. Pregnant women love jokes like that. Let’s take a trip back in time to my first trimester, which I chronicled a bit in my own digital diary and will share with you below!
13 days post ovulation (day 26 of cycle). Well there it is, the faintest FAINTEST positive I’ve ever seen (I mean, how many have I seen, really?), but it’s definitely a positive. Here’s a picture of a thing I peed on that you never knew you needed –
That’s also bath water surrounding the test, just in case you were particularly horrified. We have a wedding today so I’m glad I know this but now it’s all I can think about. I test again in a few days (2 weeks + 1 day, day 29) and it’s slightly darker. Definitely pregnant. I become more conscious of my prenatal vitamins and obviously continue to rule out the wine and other like beverages but other than that it’s business as usual. I call my midwife to schedule an 8 week appointment.
Waiting. The first trimester, man. The longest 12 weeks ever, I swear.
Riddle me this.
8pm: Drink 500mL glass of water
10pm: Pee out glass of water and go to bed
4am: Pee out seven glasses of water that I have no clue when I may have drank. Don’t drink any more, go back to sleep
6:45am: Pee out two more glasses of water that I’ve produced whilst asleep. I know it’s the kidneys and all but really. I MEAN REALLY.
We still don’t have batteries in the scale so have no clue where I’m starting from here.
So tired, omg so tired. I’m approximately 60x more tired than I was in the first trimester of my first pregnancy. Back then I went on a vacation to NYC which obviously involves a ton of walking and I didn’t die. Now I can barely walk upstairs to my bed. You can see below that I was exploring a submarine in Connecticut last time and this time, well, trying to sleep.
This week I did have to go home from work, using my overtime hours, and sleep for 2 hours before resuming my evening and then going to bed at the regular time and sleeping all night. Not feeling great but just continuing to eat and drink protein drinks to get the calories. Lots of gagging but I’m still functional for the most part (define “functional”….). I find if I let myself get actually hungry then it’s pretty much game over for the remainder of the day. Luckily it’s Halloween so I have tons of small bags of snackable foods nearby. Not the healthiest options (actually the least healthiest), but certainly saving me from doom and/or gloom. I’m feeling more nervous and anxious about this pregnancy than previously, I’m not sure why.
Oh hey, maternity clothing. I forgot how limited my selection was. And have the styles really changed so much in three years? Half this stuff is completely hideous! First midwife appointment and ultrasound this week (because I told her I was a bit anxious), they moved the due date back two days so I thought I was exactly 9 weeks and it turns out I’m still 8 weeks 5 days. Heartbeat looks good, and everything else looks good from what they can see, phew! I’m so glad I won’t have to drink the water again before another ultrasound because I drank half of what they suggested and it was ALMOST A DISASTER!
Because I thought 8+5 was actually 9, and then it was moved back, THIS HAS BEEN THE LONGEST WEEK EVER! We told my in-laws about the baby. They didn’t really get it when they saw the shirt on my toddler but it eventually clicked.
Phew. Why is this first trimester taking FOREVER?! I’m only 32 (but turning 33 right away here) but think I might die of old age before this trimester is over, let alone the baby is born! I’m so definitely showing (particularly near the end of the day) but trying to keep it under wraps for a while so that makes getting dressed a bit stressful each morning – a struggle I remember acutely from my first pregnancy. I’m just rotating the same four tops and two pairs of pants. I’m starting to feel the first trimester fog lifting a bit and actually took some time to plan lunches for the week. THAT WAS A GOOD IDEA! Making sure I’m always fed is the best strategy.
Trimester 2, here we go! If you have any good stories from your first trimester, please post them in the comments below! If you were around for the first Behind the Bump, please let me know!
Sweet goodness I hope this is my last update. For your sake, dear reader, I hope you don’t have to read next week’s because it’s going to be super complainy. Ugh and I’m not even at 40 weeks yet! I will say, if you are someone who has had a hard pregnancy, A ROUND OF APPLAUSE FOR YOU! Mine has been pretty much peachy and this last 4 weeks is hammering me into the ground. I don’t know how I could have done THIS for 40 weeks.
ANYWAY, this week was the almighty ECV at the hospital. If you’re just joining us or don’t know what that is, first welcome, and second it is a procedure where they try to turn the baby from breech to head down by manhandling you on the outside. External Cephalic Version.
So we arrive at the hospital at 8am, me not having eaten since midnight. The labour and delivery ward was much quieter and calmer than I thought it was going to be. We run into one of our midwives there who was just finishing a FIFTEEN MINUTE LABOUR. Good times. They take us into a labour room and she asks me to put on the gown. But doesn’t instruct if I can leave my undergarments on, and I’m also confused as to which way to put it on. Generally the opening goes at the back, but they need to access my belly, so I’m confused. So I get that all sorted out and she comes in, straps a baby heart rate monitor on me, takes a few vitals and leaves for 30 minutes. In that time my husband and I chat, and he makes me laugh and the monitor slips a bit so I instruct him to not make me laugh, which doesn’t help.
Then a team of people parade in. The doctor doing the Version, a nurse, an ultrasound technician and a resident. It doesn’t take them long to setup, they check baby’s position on the ultrasound, the doctor makes it clear to everyone what she’s going to do and then they start. She’s told us she’s going to turn the baby forward, which means rotating it to my left side. Step one is for her to get underneath the baby at my pelvis and then start turning the rest with her other hand. It was uncomfortable, definitely. Definitely very uncomfortable, especially because I could feel the changing points of pressure inside my belly which meant they were turning it. There were a few moments of pain, and I had to grip the nurse once or twice. Then there was a request to stop from the ultrasound technician because the baby’s heart rate had dropped. I can’t even imagine how this all feels on the baby. I mean seriously. So she asked if we wanted to try again, with the knowledge that if the heart rate drops and stays dropped, I’ll have to have a c-section and we’ll have a baby TODAY. I asked for a couple minutes to think about it and they all left the room. I wanted to give baby a few minutes to rest as well. In the meantime, the baby is sideways and I’m not terribly comfortable. We decide to go for it, and a c-section that day wouldn’t be the end of the world.
15 minutes later they try again and the baby stalls at the same point (but with a strong heart beat), and again and same thing. It’s starting to look like maybe this wasn’t going to happen. Then the ultrasound technician suggests a backwards roll, turning it towards my right side. A bit more discomfort and manhandling and then… it turned! The pressure was gone and the medical staff were SUPER EXCITED. I nearly cried I was so happy to have it positioned properly! Then they monitor it for a full hour to make sure the baby is happy in its new position, which it appeared to be, and then we could go home! Rather, we went to get food because I was weak with hunger.
All in all, if I had to do it again with another pregnancy, I totally would. And I wouldn’t even really dread it that much. If someone is reading this who is booked in for one, it’s going to be ok.
And that is what dominated my week! I am now 39 weeks as I write these blog posts at the end of the week, which means I’m seriously in the home stretch. We had our re-shoot of our maternity photos last night and that was good,even though I’m a tank. I’m done work now, which is also good as I’m quite tired and distracted these days.
Hey also have you seen the Baby Pool on the Snuggle Bugz Facebook Page? Go there and guess what you think I’m having/when/how big and you could win a JJ Cole Satchel FULL of goodies. I packed it myself 😉
Of all the moms who had their baby turn at the hospital, was your experience similar to mine? Leave me a comment!
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