34 Weeks Pregnant and a Trip to L&D

I’m still amazed that I’m 34 weeks pregnant.  On one hand, this pregnancy seems to have flown by.  At the same time, though, it feels like it’s dragging on.  I suppose that’s because I already have a busy little boy to keep me busy, and it’s starting to drag now because being 34 weeks pregnant is hugely uncomfortable for me and I just want the kid out.  Or something.

Yesterday, I had a first for this pregnancy.  Well, a first for any of my pregnancies, really.  I ended up in labor and delivery for lack of fetal movement.  Last week, I wrote about how Eudora’s brand of fetal movement is fairly violent.  I actually suggested that it might be nice if she’d beat me just a bit less.  Well, yesterday she did just that.  The moral of the story: be careful what you wish for because you just might get it.  It was nerve wracking when she wasn’t doing much more than feebly swatting me away when I’d poked.  I called my doctor’s office, and my doctor’s office told me to call the hospital for guidance.

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33 Weeks Pregnant – Fetal Movement Gets Violent

At 33 weeks pregnant, I’ve moved into that part of pregnancy that I refer to as the “get it out!” phase.  You know, you’re miserably uncomfortable, things ache, and parts of pregnancy that were adorable a month or two before are now getting as miserable as the rest.  I find it funny that at nineteen weeks pregnant, I was thrilled to finally feel a bit of fetal movement… and at 33 weeks pregnant, I just want her to stop hurting me.

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Nineteen Weeks Pregnant – A Disappointing Ultrasound

When I turned nineteen weeks pregnant, I was ecstatic.  I was only days away from my anatomy ultrasound.   I was eager, impatient, and looking forward to seeing my baby.  And kind of annoyed that I’d had to wait until nineteen weeks pregnant to do it.  With Norton, I had a doctor who had an ultrasound machine in his office and he did a scan at every appointment.  By this point, we already had enough pictures of Norton to start his own photo album.  And we already knew that he would be a boy.

So,  yeah, I was just beyond excited for this ultrasound at nineteen weeks pregnant.  We would finally find out what we were having, and then I’d finally be able to go through Norton’s old things to determine what we would re-sell and what we would keep for the new baby.  I would be able to wash and carefully fold or hang up clothes for new kid.  And, above all else, I’d finally be able to bond with my baby as a son or a daughter.  You know, instead of calling him/her “new kid.” [Read more…]

Eighteen Weeks Pregnant – Movement and a Doppler

Seventeen weeks pregnant brought a feeling of relief when I got to hear our baby’s heart beat for the very first time.  I was convinced that I had an anterior placenta, though, and that’s why I hadn’t felt any fetal movement at this point.  I didn’t want to spend my time being nervous, so when the husband and I got home from the Doppler check, we decided to order one for rental.  On the day we turned eighteen weeks pregnant, that Doppler came in the mail.  And that was when I knew that I wouldn’t have any of the same pregnancy fears at eighteen weeks pregnant.  I had a little built in reassurance.

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Catching Up on Seventeen Weeks Pregnant – Doppler Time!

I’ve been fairly horrid about blogging my pregnancy experience this time around.  Really, I need to get better about the weekly updates since keeping this blog is the closest I come to either pregnancy or baby books.  So, with that in mind, here’s what life was like for us at seventeen weeks pregnant.  (I realize that I’m a little late at writing about being seventeen weeks pregnant, particularly considering I’m twenty-one weeks pregnant today.  But better late than never, right?)

At sixteen weeks pregnant, I was getting nervous because of the lack of fetal movement.  Sure, I knew intellectually that it was probably just an anterior placenta cushioning the movement, but that didn’t make me any less of a basket case.  So when I hit seventeen weeks pregnant, I didn’t have this wonderful reassurance that all was good.  You know, that confident feeling that your pregnancy is going to stick around until you’ve got a kid once you start experiencing that fetal movement?  At least, not until I made it to Dr. K’s office for a quick prenatal visit. [Read more…]

Fifteen Weeks Pregnant (and Sixteen, too) – A Nervous Update

I’m eighteen weeks pregnant.  Wow.  When I think about how quickly it seems like I got to the point of being eighteen weeks pregnant, I can’t help but be amazed.  I’ve been slow about blogging about my pregnancy lately just because it seems like life is busy and I missed one week, then I wanted to catch up before I wrote about the following week and so on.  The end result has been that there hasn’t been much documentation between fourteen weeks pregnant and eighteen weeks pregnant.  Particularly considering I hit nineteen weeks tomorrow.  Wow.

So, quick recap on being fifteen weeks pregnant and sixteen weeks pregnant:

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