Friday, June 1, 2012
Baby size: Rutabega (how big is that, you ask? No idea!)
13-14 inches, 1.5-2.5 pounds (still guessing on the larger side. For sure.)
Weight gained: Um... no judgement? 18 pounds. Yep. It has definitely begun packing on in the last few weeks.
I love, love, love this phase!
Our little man is strong - so amazingly strong and wiggley. I do not remember Leah being this kind of wiggley, particularly this early. Peanut makes my belly jump like crazy, and his kicks are so much more powerful than I remember Leah's being until the end of my pregnancy. I am so curious to see if this plays out in his personality once he's out, because he truly feels so much stronger to me.
Just like his sister, he is such a good little buddy. The doctors told me that a good rule of thumb is that when I'm moving, baby should be sleeping/stationary. When I'm sedentary, baby moves.
This has been completely untrue in both my pregnancies. Peanut seems to keep pace with me fairly well - when I move, so does he. The only exception is about 7-8:30 or so in the evening, and when we read to him at bed time, when he nightly gets the wiggles.
I haven't been able to pinpoint any foods or activities that bring on the wiggles. Leah hated the car (actually, at the time I thought she loved the car. She always got wiggly in the car. It wasn't until she was born and screamed at the top of her lungs every time we got in the car that I came to think otherwise), and always, always wiggled after I ate blueberries or drank juice. Peanut isn't quite that consistent.
Evidently, the contractions I'm experiencing are just a result of my "irritable" uterus. I didn't think that was such a nice thing to say - maybe it's irritable because the doc keeps speaking about it that way!
This week has been sooooo much easier. My mood is better, my patience is improved, I have more energy - thank goodness for daytime naps and not working all day! All pregnant women should be so lucky!!!!
The contrast between sitting in interviews at 4:30 in the afternoon, contracting away and trying to pretend like I actually cared about what was being said while I was really trying not to let a person pop out of me, versus being able to sit, put my feet up and drink water when I have a contraction. Ahhh, how different life is without a full time job!
It's getting hard to believe how close we are to meeting this baby. I'm going through a bit of an internal struggle, because I'm getting so excited to meet this little one and at the same time, trying to savor every day. I know exactly how much I'll miss these precious moments once they're gone.
Next week: third trimester, baby! You are much loved and eagerly awaited, Baby Peanut!