Baby is the size of a coconut
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Big! I’m starting to really feel like we’re on the home stretch. Baby is measuring a full week ahead of schedule, I’m starting to have some contractions, and I’m feeling like my organs are always incredibly squished.
I lost my belly button this week, it’s officially flush with my skin. I have a super deep innie, so I wasn’t sure the day would come, but it definitely has!
I’ve had several Dr.’s appointments this week, and they have confirmed I’m not gaining weight since the gestational diabetes diagnosis. Apparently having no room to eat and then only eating veggies and meat is keeping things in check. I’m a little worried, but my doctor isn’t so far, so that’s a good thing! The good news is the baby is measuring healthy and ahead, so at least he’s getting what he needs.
I’m starting to feel less comfortable at night and it’s waking me up a bit more. I still feel super lucky that I’m sleeping as well as I am! I even got some form of cold/ear infection this week and it’s only waking me up once or twice when I can’t breathe well. Hopefully I’ll go back to sounder sleep when this clears up.
I’m walking daily, and I’m trying to still do squats even though I fear I won’t be able to get up one of these days. I’ve also been swimming quite a bit and it always feels great! It’s good to know I can always swim no matter how big I get and it will be forgiving.
Tacos and ice. I actually have had little to no appetite lately, so I’m grateful for the few days I’ve really wanted a taco!
He’s super active these days and it makes me happy he’s so healthy! Gestational diabetes is a crazy thing that can cause a lot of guilt/worry/risk and every appointment where they say he sounds great, we’re measuring well, he’s fine, and he’s super active just makes me sigh some relief! There’s a higher risk for a c-section, so I’ve had that on my mind and stressed it quite a bit. I’m happy to hear so far so good!
Jacob let me know he’s so active that often when I fall asleep on his shoulder when we watch TV or a movie at night he can see my stomach moving from side to side. He’s baffled how it doesn’t phase me, but I guess this little guy is always on the go, so I’m so used to it that if it’s not a direct kick to the rib, I’m happy to go with it and sleep through it.