Total Weight Gained: 19.6 Pounds. And feeling every ounce of it.
Cravings: I’m still liking my Edy’s Rocky Road Ice Cream. Which could explain the sudden increase in my hip size. Apparently Noah isn’t sucking up all the
fat nutrients from it that he should be.
Contractions: I’ve been having contractions since very early on (15 weeks or so), but they’re getting more intense and often. Not really painful as much as suffocating. But hey – whatever helps him get here BEFORE December 20th, I’m good with.
Birth Plan: Speaking of which, I’m really hoping more and more for a VBAC, or at least an attempted VBAC. Not that I’m opposed to another C-Section at all – I found it much less invasive than I’d thought it would be – but I REALLY don’t want to have a baby the week of Christmas. Both for this Christmas’ sake, and for Noah’s Birthday’s sake for the rest of his life.
Or maybe for my sake. Planning a birthday party the week of Christmas just doesn’t sound very fun.
Plus, I’m feeling huger and huger these days, so the earlier (as long as it’s safe), the better.
Movements: He must be filling up his allotted space these days, because his movements have gotten a lot less kicky and a lot more stretchy. Thankfully, though, he’s much lower than Ali was, so his stretches don’t reach into my rib cage and yank on my lungs and heart.
My bladder, however, may not feel that this is quite as fortunate.