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I took three naps today. The first one was particularly good and I didn’t want to get up, but I had to test my damn blood sugar (I’m out of patience with this stupid GDM thing). Then, of course, I couldn’t get back to sleep.
My last nap started somewhere in the evening and ended at about 10:30 when J.R. got in bed. Now I can’t get back to sleep, but I’m tired.
I’ve found in the last couple of weeks that sleeping at night is really tough for me, but naps seem to work out alright. I’m ranging anywhere from tired to exhausted, so my experiment today has just been to nap all the time because I know my sleep overnight will be spotty at best.
I’m still a grouch monster.
I feel like life will be better when I can sleep on my back again.
Oh boy. I guess “oh girl” is more appropriate.
I went to the doctor today and the good old measuring tape has me measuring at 38 weeks. Tomorrow, I will be 35 weeks pregnant. So yeah.
I should mention that this does not mean that the due date has been miscalculated – I know pretty much exactly when I got pregnant because we were trying.
My main question (which came up, of course, after we left the doctor’s office) was this: have her lungs developed at the same rate – meaning that it would be safe to give birth at any time – or is it just her body that’s three weeks ahead of schedule? I had trouble getting anything definitive, but a little googling has be believing that her lung maturity probably isn’t quite there yet. No big deal. I have no reason to believe that I’m in any danger of going to labor in the next couple of weeks, but I honestly wish it was ok for her to come out now. I’m anxious to meet her, and I’m so, so over being pregnant.
The good news is that in two weeks, I really will be at full term, and then it will be ok for her to show up any time.
I saw my regular OB today, and she said I wouldn’t necessarily have to have a C-section, especially if I went into labor before 40 weeks. A lot of it will just depend on how big the baby is, and that’s something that I have no control over. Well, I mean, I could let my blood sugar go to hell and she’d probably get really huge, but I certainly don’t want that. Man, I hate shit I can’t control.
Cesarean or not, I’ll get an epidural, so that’s a positive.
I also asked about the accuracy of the weight estimates – she said they were typically accurate plus or minus a pound. This means that the baby could be anywhere from 4.14 pounds (about right for this stage) to 6.14 pounds at the highest (way too big this early in the game). So that’s potentially encouraging – or not at all, depending on my level of optimism at any given moment.
This all brings me to a solicitation of advice. Because I want to avoid a C-section if at all possible, and because the whole being pregnant thing has gotten really old, when I hit 37 weeks (full term), I want to try as many of the unproven labor-inducers as possible – as long as they’re safe. By that I mean the things you hear about like eating pineapple, exercising, indulging in spicy foods, etc.
So if you know of something that seemed to work for you or someone you know, leave it in the comments. Ultimately, I’ll clear anything I do with my doctor before I do it. I’m sure she won’t attest to the effectiveness of it, but she can tell me if it’s safe.
I’ve been moody this week. Everyone is on my nerves – even people I like. Today was no better.
We went to my appointment with the gestational diabetes doctor, and that’s going just fine. I’ve kept my blood sugar totally under control with diet alone (and bitched about it the whole time).
Then they did an ultrasound to see how the baby was doing and take measurements. That was all fine. She had hiccups and then she yawned for us, and that was cute. But she is big. Too big.
I’m at 32 weeks and 5 days today, and they estimated her weight at 5 pounds 14 ounces. The doctor came in to talk to us after the scan and stressed that I shouldn’t get my heart set on a vaginal delivery.
That was incredibly disappointing. He said that it is probably a genetic thing (J.R. and I were both over 8 pounds when we were born). He told us that babies who are large because of GDM usually are oversized in the stomach area, whereas our baby is just proportionally big all over. So I guess I don’t have to blame myself for eating those Girl Scout cookies.
We have our first childbirth class in less than an hour. I was excited about it, but now I think it’s just going to depress me even more, since I’m guessing C-sections will just be a footnote.
I have an appointment with the OB tomorrow. Maybe she will have something to say that will make me more optimistic.
Surely if I was able to quit smoking I have the willpower to make it through the transitional phase of this shampoo-free thing, right?
I’m not so sure.
My hair feels coated and gross. I’ve read and read and read about it, and there seems to be no solution other than patience. Not a strong suit for me.