Showing posts with label 39 weeks pregnant. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 39 weeks pregnant. Show all posts

Monday, January 2, 2012

Fanatics



Last photo of 2011! 
Baby daddy baller.

This shirt really hides my mid-section.
By this photo, who'd know I was 9 months pregnant ?

For the win! 

Saturday, December 31, 2011

Thirty Nine





































I don't have much to say.

So here I am, in all my unshowered morning glory at 39 weeks and 1 day.

Comment below for well wishes and encouragement!

We'll keep you, as always, posted.

Oh, and HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

Thursday, December 29, 2011

For Inquiring Minds

Tomorrow, Friday, I will be 39 weeks! Whew!

Yesterday, Wednesday, I had a routine OB appointment - and it was a very good appointment!

For the women (and maybe men) who care to know these things.

I am dilated around 2 centimeters, not quite 3. And 50% effaced. I know you were wanting to know.

However, I am happy to share because my doctor was skeptical that anything had happened because I haven't been sure that what I'm feeling is contractions. I justify stuff as routine pregnancy discomfort/pain. I told my doctor last week that I wasn't sure and he said "Oh, well you will know," and I said, "Maybe I'm just tough!" And he proceeded to laugh. Ha! Joke's on him! I think he was pleasantly surprised at my bit of progress.

Also, the baby continues to drop, my fundal height measured a centimeter smaller than last week - which is what the doctor had wanted to see.

Obviously, we'll be playing some more basketball on Saturday.

Both the nurse and Dr. T thought it was pretty funny that we'd gone a played basketball on Monday. They laughed as they envisioned my layups and jump shots. But let's face it, they were pretty laughable.

Also, on a positive note, when the nurse (Cynthia) had taken my blood pressure it was still elevated. We're talking 141/91 (last week it was 157/89). So Eric asked Dr. T about that. He had me lay on my side for a minute and then they retook my blood pressure. And ta-da! Back down to a very healthy 120/78. Thank goodness! Apparently babies, as they grow, press on your veins in funny ways.

Are you bored yet?

I'll stop yamming away, but now you know!

And now for a photo... of the hubster a couple weeks ago after eating some Granny Buffet.