This pregnancy has been a breeze (so far) compared to my first. I was never really sick at all. I felt like my appetite was not all it should be, but I never got sick. I even wondered if the pregnancy test was telling the truth. I wondered if I was really pregnant. I was anxious to get in to see a doctor and make sure everything was okay. I worry. It was a relief to see the little baby on ultrasound and know that it was really there. I was a little stressed about finding a new doctor, but after a couple of attempts it seems like I have found someone I like.
Now, don't get me wrong. I wouldn't go as far as saying I love being pregnant. I have had my ups and downs. I have been super tired the whole time, as I was with Miriam, but with Miriam's nap schedule I have been able to get in plenty of naps. At the 20 week gender ultrasound I was diagnosed with marginal placenta previa. I was asked to come back to the ultrasound specialist in 6 weeks to check on it again. Apparently 80-90 percent of placenta previa cases fixes themselves. As the baby grows your uterus expands, therefore the placenta moves. At 26 weeks I was cleared and will have no further complications with the placenta. As I said on my 20 week update, I was measuring a week ahead. However, at this 26 week ultrasound the doctor said that I have a big boy on my hands, now measuring 2 weeks ahead. I will have to go back in another six weeks for another ultrasound to monitor the size of the baby.
This puts us to a couple of days ago when I had my 28 week check-up. My doctor has said that everything is fine. He isn't worried about the size of the baby (don't get me started on this one) or anything else. I, however, am feeling so very large. My comfort level is fading fast. I still have 12 weeks to go and I can't even imagine how huge I am going to get. Here are some comparison pictures from my last pregnancy.
I feel like I am already almost to the 40 week size. There is no way I am birthing a 10 pound baby, just putting this out there. Michael says it is good to have a big healthy baby. I say fine as long as he grows after he is born. As you can tell, I am a bit worried about this huge baby thing.Lastly, let me tell you how I felt after the gender ultrasound. When the technician told us it was a boy I was in complete shock. I don't know why, it is always 50/50 right? I went from shock to fear. I don't know how to raise a boy. Ahhh! I am better now. I have been shopping a bit for some boy things. The idea of having a boy has sunk in. Michael couldn't be more excited to have a boy so why shouldn't I be too? We are no where close to having a name picked out and even if we did we wouldn't tell you until he was born. I think choosing a boy name is hard.
Well, you probably now know more than you wanted about my pregnancy. We are so excited to welcome this little boy into our family. Here's hoping I survive...