Bye Clexane!

Finally, I am injection free!  Last night was the last time I had to inject myself with a Clexane blood-thinning injection which means that today will be the first day since 11 November 2016 that I do not have to jab myself! I am so excited about this as it feels like a weight is being lifted off my shoulders and it’s another step towards being “back to normal”.

That being said, I’m grateful to the Clexane as I don’t think I would have my baby otherwise.  I am convinced that the (higher than standard dose) of Clexane was the crucial difference between another missed miscarriage and a live baby. I even had my placenta analysed and the doctor confirmed that he could see I had issues with thrombosis and he expects that without Clexane I would have had another miscarriage.  While this has been my theory all along, it is so good to have vindication from a medical professional.

For those of you who are also trying for a baby via IVF and have stuck with my blog, I just want to remind you that my IVF doctor was NOT the one who tested me for my Antithrombin III deficiency (thrombosis problem).  I took myself to a haematologist for a bunch of expensive additional tests and this is how I found out about the issue with the thrombosis. It was also my haematologist who insisted on the higher dose of Clexane when my IVF doc (who is also my OBGYN) was doubtful about it. If there is one thing I have learned throughout the whole infertility/IVF journey is that you have to be your own advocate.  You have to do the extra research, ask the hard questions, push for additional tests if things don’t work out as they should.  I would not have a baby right now if I hadn’t done that for myself.

As for my previous post, thank you to those of you who reached out and offered comforting and helpful words.  I am feeling a bit better since I wrote that post, perhaps just getting it out on the blog was therapy in a way. I did speak to my paediatrician about how things are and we have agreed that for now we won’t take any further measures but if things get worse then I am to call her right away so that we can do so.  I’m happy with this as I know she is on the alert and will help me if I need help.

In the meantime, I am trying to get out of the house each day on little excursions to keep myself sane.  Sometimes this is to the Mall and other times it’s to a coffee shop. Sometimes it is to catch up with friends.  Next week I have set up a playdate with another new mum (who I met through this very blog!!) and I’m thinking to also pay a visit to my husband’s aunt who is very kind and will hold the baby for me.  Life is far from perfect, but I am hoping that these small attempts to get my shit together will eventually help me to find my new normal.  Until then, at least I don’t have to deal with Clexane jabs anymore!! 🙂

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The small guy is here!

Yes, the day finally arrived and our little boy was safely born yesterday (17 July) at 8.35am. He weighs in at 3.420kg (about 7 and a half pounds) and is a very long 53cm. 

The boys holding hands!

As an overall summary of the c-section, it was remarkably unstressful and painless. I had been nervous as hell about the whole thing in advance, especially the epidural, but actually that stress was misplaced. 

I was taken into the theatre at 8am and the epidural took a few minutes to administer. The general anaesthetic before they insert the epidural was barely even a prick of the skin (it’s much more painful to have the central line put into your hand). It took a few minutes for the epidural to take the full effect and the only bad moment was that my blood pressure dropped dramatically at this point and I felt very nauseous, did some dramatic retching into a dish and had a bit of a cry. I was given something else to balance me out and felt fabulous after that. 

The actual c-section surgery was very quick – maybe 10 mins long – and totally painless. I had two surgeons working on me and they were pulling and yanking and leaning on my chest to get the baby out which was strange but did not hurt. 

Hubby was fascinated by all of the surgery so spent most of the time watching that rather than sitting with me. Watching his face was a good distraction – he is not at all squeamish so he loved seeing the whole process unfold. 

Before long our little guy was pulled out and I immediately felt substantially lighter and able to breathe fully again!! No big surprise after we learned how long he is! He let out some beautiful big wails straight away so I knew he had strong lungs. The doctor gave me a little peek at his face before the paediatrician took him for a few mins to check him over. 

He was still crying when she brought him to me and so she rested his forehead against mine – would you believe even that small amount of skin-to-skin contact was enough to soothe him. 

At this point, I also got a good look at him and I realised actually he doesn’t look like a replica of my husband as we thought the scans showed but actually he looks just like me as a newborn!! That was quite a surprise!!

After a few minutes of being sewn up I was taken to the recovery room where I was reunited with the baby, our son, for some proper skin-to-skin. The midwives helped me to get him to latch on and within less than 30 seconds he was feeding. It was incredible! In fact it turns out he is a real booby-lover as I’ve had almost no problem getting him to latch on since. 

I felt pretty good for the rest of the day yesterday which was certainly assisted by some light epidural top-ups and so much adrenaline coursing through my veins!!  We had some immediate family come as visitors yesterday (everyone has now seen my boobs) and now today there are other people popping by which is nice. 

This morning I was finally disconnected from the catheter and the central line which meant I could have a shower. It was a magnificent shower as I felt so gross but I found myself very overwhelmed by dizziness and nausea and barely made it back to bed before vomiting quite heavily. I think I’m a sensitive soul when it comes to vomiting in general so they gave me some anti-nausea meds and I’ve felt great ever since. 

It’s been quite a big developmental leap to parenthood but it’s great so far. I’ve even gone from being a nappy/diaper-changing novice to changing two today – one of them quite a messy meconium poo one. 

My belly has gone down significantly which is great. I do wonder what the scales will say too! I still have some bloating and baby belly flab (of course) but I am hopeful at least some of this will shift in the next few weeks. 

So 30 hours into motherhood and I’m hooked!! Seeing how much this little guy is bonded to me already and my heart is melted. 💙

*In the interests of retaining anonymity on the blog, anyone who wants a better photo of the baby is welcome to comment below and I’ll email you some pics directly. 

The final countdown

We are now DAYS away from the small guy arriving and us becoming parents and it is blowing my mind!  I have definitely been feeling more anxious these past few days than at any other time since the early days of the pregnancy. This is also not helped by practically everyone who crosses my path saying encouraging things like:

You’re never going to sleep again
Life as you know it is over
Enjoy the peace while you can

I remember people also said similar doomsday-style messages of “encouragement” before we were married and they were all complete BS because I really like being married. I do wonder what on earth inspires people to say such negative things dressed up as a joke or a lighthearted comment.  I mean seriously, you’ve been through this before so why are you not being more encouraging and saying what a wonderful new dimension having children brings to life? And – as my Mum says – if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all. I think I really need to walk around with earplugs in for the next few days or else I might have a heavily-pregnant-hormone-induced rage at someone soon.

Yesterday we had our last appointment with our doctor prior to delivery. It was overall unremarkable in a good way – baby looks great, he is still measuring long (tall) and weighing in at 3.2kg / 7 pounds already!! Keep in mind I’m at 37 weeks and 4 days, if baby reached 40 weeks or more he would be really big (as would I be). Eeeek!  The doctor said these measurements are not exact though.  Also, the doctor kept emphasising that his weight was because he is long, not because he’s overly chubby.

The baby has dropped more into a position ready for birth.  He’s not fully engaged in the pelvis yet, but he’s certainly on his way.  This was no surprise to me as I have also noticed the bump sitting lower.  This has positives and negatives… positive because I can now breathe a bit easier (yay) but negatives because if he so much as shifts to one side I feel like I need to pee urgently.

Every time the baby moves these days – and he moves a lot – it is awkwardly uncomfortable.  It’s like he’s shuffling my internal organs!  Also the Braxton Hicks are getting more strong each day and sometimes take a bit of heavy breathing for a few seconds to get through. This has put the fear into me that I could go into labour earlier than my scheduled c-section which would be bad in my situation.

Why bad? As I’ve described previously, as part of my battle against reoccurring miscarriages, it has been discovered that I have an issue with thrombosis – a condition called Antithrombin III deficiency.  Put simply, this means I have a deficiency of a protein that stops blood from clotting and I’m at higher risk of blood clots generally.  There is a theory that if you have this deficiency it can be a high risk factor in causing miscarriage and so the treatment is blood thinners, in my case daily injections of Clexane.

Clexane is routinely used as a blood thinner during IVF transfers as it is believed it may assist with successful implantation of the embryo. The dose that most people are given for this practice is usually 2000mg or 4000mg and only for a few weeks, but I started on 6000mg and am now up to 7000mg – quite a high dose!! I have been taking the daily injection since early November and, apart from it being very expensive and not claimable on insurance – it also means that any kind of surgery needs careful management.

From a pregnancy delivery perspective, and because I’m having a scheduled c-section, I need to be very specific about when I take the Clexane ahead of my surgery. The anaesthetist won’t do an epidural if I have taken the Clexane within about 24-36 hours because there is a risk of the epidural needle striking a blood vessel and causing spinal bleeding which can… well, it can lead to horrible things like paralysis.  These are the things that keep me up at night currently!

Now throw into the mix that if I go into labour naturally:

a) I won’t be allowed to labour naturally due to my previous myomectomy (surgery to remove a fibroid which also involved taking a chunk out of your uterus, thus making the uterine wall thinner and more at risk of uterine abruption during labour)

b) I will need to deliver via c-section ASAP but won’t be allowed to have an epidural if I have taken the Clexane within 24 hours (which I will have as I take them every morning) and will instead have to deliver under a general anaesthetic.

I do not like any of these options!!! So most of my appointment with the doctor yesterday was discussing my options for taking or not taking Clexane.  As the Antithrombin III deficiency was identified by a haematologist and not my ob-gyn, he can’t really over-rule the dosage and also I don’t want him to as the end of pregnancy brings with it the highest  risk of a blood clot generally.  That could be very, very bad for both baby and for me!! We ended up agreeing to speak to the haematologist to see whether I could at least reduce the dose to 4000mg- which would mean an epidural would be possible within 12 hours of the last injection – but she has come back this morning to say absolutely no to that as it would be “very dangerous”.

While very glad everyone has mine and my baby’s welfare in mind during these discussions, hearing the haematologist say stopping/reducing the Clexane dose now would be “very dangerous” did not make me feel at all calmer!  In fact I had a bit of teary moment during my appointment, but the doctor did say my concerns were justified so that made me feel a tiny bit better about the crying. Also the nice ladies at reception were all trying to get me a drink when I came out.  Maybe it’s not good for business when heavily pregnant women come out into the waiting room looking like a mess!  Haha!

So now I am having regular chats to the small guy inside me and encouraging him to stay in there for a few more days until the date of the scheduled c-section.  I am also on the alert for any and all suggestions that labour could be on the way (bleeding, bloody show etc) because in that case I will FOR SURE stop the Clexane!

In between all of that, I also decided yesterday to clean the fridge which I had not expected to be as dirty as it was.  Then I started on the drawer where I keep my cutlery/silverware and that was also more disgusting than I imagined so it got scrubbed out too.  After that the kitchen floor looked like a muddy army had passed through it so I mopped the floor.  That was all in all about 3 hours physical work yesterday and so I was pretty tired after that! The fridge does look spectacular though.  I even took a photo of it! Hahahaha!

The weather is insanely hot still and my feet have gone out in sympathy.  They are not huge but they are definitely a lot more puffy than normal.  I’ve tried elevation, ice baths, light walking and frankly they just stay the same so I think they will until baby arrives.  I’ve decided unless they suddenly go huge (i.e. a sign of pre-eclampsia) that I’m not going to worry about them any more. That’s the benefit of only having days to go as you think, okay I can deal with this if it’s only for a short while!

Week 37 – The freaking out has begun

I have cruised through most of this pregnancy in some kind of fog of disbelief that I was actually pregnant and going to have a baby after all the loss and disappointment.  For this reason, I don’t think I have really let it sink in what it actually means to be a mother and to have to take care of a tiny, fragile human being.  Well that seemed to suddenly hit me out of nowhere this week and I have started to freak out.

I’ve started questioning if I even know how to raise a baby? I have only ever changed one nappy/diaper in my entire life and that was my niece when she was 18 months old and it was just a wet nappy, no poop in there. I’m also a perfectionist and kind of a control-freak so I am worried about handing over so many responsibilities to my husband for the time frame when I am incapable of taking on regular activities. Then I start worrying about how long it will be that I’ll be out of action.  It’s a steady spiral of panic!

I”m sure his family will support us – they are very generous – but they are not the touchy-feely, earthy type that might be able to talk me through breast-feeding or baby sleeping woes (hubby was bottle fed anyway so the concept of breast feeding is kind of unfamiliar to his mother).  I know lots of people have their own mum come and stay with them for a couple of weeks to help them out and generally make sure they don’t go insane.  It’s not possible for my Mum to come as she has leukaemia and the travelling would be too much for her – and that’s before we even contemplate how she could continue her medial treatment while here. And my sister…. well… she’s a mystery. She doesn’t even send me a message to ask how the baby is.  The last time she messaged me was 14 June and that was in response to me thanking her for sending my husband’s birthday gift.

I’m not mentioning this to invoke miniature violins playing tunes of sympathy – we all have our own stuff going on which makes life tough – it is just some context as to why I’m freaking out because I’m not sure how I am meant to learn all of this baby stuff with no one around to tell me how to do it.  I do have some great friends here and back home who will only be a message or call away so I think that’s probably how it will go, but I am envious of those new mammas with stronger support networks to help them through the first few weeks where everything is so new and unfamiliar.

Anyway, in good news I PACKED MY BAG!  Or should I say bags. I decided it was easier to give baby one small bag and me another so that’s how it’s turned out.  During the bag-packing process I suddenly realised that the only baby blankets I have are quite thick and warm and didn’t seem very appropriate for roasting hot summer weather.  I consulted a good friend who had her son here in early August and she advised me to get some light “receiving blankets” so I picked up a couple today in Mothercare.  If I need more I can send hubby off to get them later as the shop is very close to home.

Other than that, I think I’m all set which is kind of CRAZY!  I also think the packing of the bag/s brought on a lot of my freaking out as I suddenly got a sense of the reality of what was coming.

Weight gain: A good solid gain of 1kg this week (2.2 lbs) which I put down to baby packing on the weight and also I think I’ve taken on a bit of fluid this week what with all of the hot weather and rushing about Ive been doing.  My feet and hands are still pretty good considering my late stage of pregnancy but they are bigger than normal.  I think everything is a little bit larger than normal although I think I look ok considering.  In total I am now up 16.5kg (36 pounds) and I think if I made it to 40 weeks I would definitely hit the 20kg mark so thank goodness baby is coming out before that can happen!

Symptoms: I have been plagued by Braxton Hicks contractions this week. They have been a real problem! They are undoubtedly triggered by doing too much, which is not how I expected my pre-baby maternity leave to go, but I’ve just found there are so many things that need doing. The worst day was Thursday where I found the BH got so intense that they were coming about every 10 minutes!  My doctor had said if they are 5-8 minutes apart or particularly painful then I am to come in for monitoring. In the evening I counted one that was 8 minutes apart and so we were getting prepared for a visit to the clinic, but after some dinner and a lie down on the sofa on my left side they started to space out substantially so it was ok.

Even on a good day I still find I get the BH in the evenings when I’m tired although they usually come around every half an hour during this period.  They were quite bad last night too but that was after the 2 hour maternity photo shoot where I had been walking a lot in hot weather and high wedge heels (the sacrifices we make for vanity), so it wasn’t like I didn’t realise why they were so bad.

I still have the issues with raging hot feet – they were particularly bad last night after the photoshoot / high heels situation – and so I continue with the ice packs and hope that this stupid symptom goes away after birth. I have some mild water retention in my fingers and toes but not something that others would necessarily notice by looking at me. I don’t have any other major symptoms which I think is pretty incredible actually!

Eating: Since I’m no longer at work I find myself munching quite a bit at home and I have to have a strong word with myself to make smart snack choices.  I think I would be having those same conversations with myself even if I wasn’t pregnant as there’s just something about not having to go to work that makes you feel like you’re on holidays and calories don’t count. I don’t have any particular cravings though.  I almost feel disappointed that I haven’t had any of those pickles-on-ice-cream-on-Doritos types of cravings that are some kind of urban myth.

Sleep: Not too bad considering my advanced stage of pregnancy. The afternoon naps have also been helping to keep me sane.

Movement: The small dude is still moving around a lot.  I think a lot of his movements are kind of turns as it feels like every one of my organs is being reallocated a new part of my abdominal cavity whenever he moves. Not only does it feel uncomfortable but it looks so freaky!

Emotions: I had a bit of a cry yesterday when I went to my hairdresser friend for him to do my maternity photoshoot hair.  He helped me to see how funny everything was so I felt a lot better afterwards.

Missing: Not much.  Everything is good this week.

Purchases: I bought a couple of light blankets today after my bag-packing-panic, a top-and-tail bath thing, and another fitted sheet for the moses basket.  The latter was purchased just because it was cute.  Mothercare was a special kind of hell this morning (Saturday morning) so I will try and avoid going there on a Saturday again!

Looking forward to: The baby’s birth!!  Yes, it’s little more than a week away now, hence why I am FREAKING OUT!!  The small dude is going to be on the outside soon.  OMG that is so incredible and scary and wild all at once!

I’m also looking forward to seeing the photos from our maternity shoot. I hope we took some nice ones.

Best moment: Not going to work this week was pretty awesome, but the highlight was the maternity shoot.  It was a last minute decision to book it and even though I was totally exhausted and super-sweaty when it was done I think it was a really wonderful thing to do. Most of the photos were with hubby and I together and really we haven’t had that much intimacy during the pregnancy so actually it was a great way to connect.  We chose a really gorgeous space to take the photos – a local park with Australian trees (it felt like home to me) and a lake – and we took the photos just before sunset so we should have got some “flattering light”

Here’s a photo I took with my iPhone when we were done.  Hard to believe this is in the middle of a city?! (No filters or photoshop used!)

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Exercise: I have been running about cleaning things, doing errands, ironing, mopping – all sorts this week so I think actually I have been moving my butt more than usual and certainly more than when I was in the office.  Also, the photoshoot required a bunch of walking about on uneven ground in wedge heels and that was a special kind of workout all of itself at 8.5 months pregnant!

Bump update: The bump is sooooo big now!  I look back at my bump shots from like week 20 and I laugh when I think that I thought I was huge then.  I was not.  So if you are midway through your pregnancy and you think you are big, let me tell you that you ain’t seen nothing yet!  Hahahahahaha!

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Week 36 – Bye work, see you next year!

That’s right!  No more work for me as I am on maternity leave now!  Yesterday was my last day in the office and it was really a strange feeling to walk out at the end of the day and know I wouldn’t be coming back for at least six months.  I was not super-emotional about it, more kind of numbed by the strangeness of it all.  I think my entire pregnancy has been characterised by a feeling of disbelief that this is really happening to me, that I’m actually having a baby. My losses and failures had hit me so hard that I had prepared myself partially for a life where I would never be a mother, so even now with a giant belly protruding I still find it hard to process that this is actually happening.

I have now recovered a lot more from the shock and anger caused by the resignation of my maternity cover. Tuesday was bad, but by Wednesday I started to find the whole thing funny in a way. Even after essentially bailing out of the job and sending a legal letter to my company with some interesting claims in it, this woman then contacted me directly. I still cannot work out what the point of that was – was it to assuage some guilt, to explain herself, or because she thinks she can be my friend still? Who knows, but I didn’t reply.

My work also threw a little party for the two babies who will soon be arriving (my colleague is due a few days after me) on Thursday.  It was a total surprise and really fun so I have gone from not wanting any baby shower to having two baby-related parties in one week! Haha! And other colleagues from abroad sent me some absolutely gorgeous flowers yesterday so there was a lot of love.

I’m a bit worried that I won’t know what to do with myself on Monday so I have booked in for a 10am hair appointment with my super-fabulous hairdresser who has the best celebrity gossip stories ever.  He used to be a model years ago in London and has worked for lots of celebrities so a visit to him is better than reading any gossip magazine around. I think about 25% of his stories are true, but I don’t mind as he tells them so wonderfully!

Weight gain: I have had a big week of gaining!  I went up about 1.5kg in ONE WEEK!!  That’s more than 3 pounds for you folks who prefer it in such measurements.  I did have only a small weight gain last week so maybe I have been making up for lost time.  Also, there have been a lot of cupcakes and other such naughty things this week due to all the parties.  In any case, I feel like the bump grew a LOT this week and so I have officially transitioned into the category of feeling huge and self-conscious about it. Ugh.

Symptoms: My old friend heartburn is back again.  It did take a bit of a holiday for a few weeks there around the second trimester but now seems to be back with a vengeance now.  Acidic food and chocolate are known causes, but other things randomly set it off too so I’m having to be a bit more careful.  Also, this week has been a heatwave with every day hitting 40 degrees plus (that’s more than 104F).  Even at night it is getting down to only 25 degrees (77F).  This is the kind of weather that’s hard to deal with even if you’re not pregnant and when you are it is actually AWFUL!  Thank goodness for air conditioning!

The hot weather has also brought with it some mild puffiness of my feet and hands so I have retired my rings for a few weeks until baby comes.  I didn’t see the point of risking them getting stuck on for the sake of a couple of weeks.  I am also finding that my feet are raging hot to the point of distraction.  I have even taken to using an ice pack on them to bring some relief.  Both Dr Google and my actual doctor told me this is totally normal and basically deal with it. Great.

Eating: It has been a very random week of cupcakes, brownies and crisps at work so I don’t think it was my finest nutritional week, at least during working hours.  Also with it being so hot, hubby keeps bringing home mini-ice-creams which are amazing and totally hitting the spot.

Sleep: My sleep is more or less as poor as it’s always been, however I think the stage of my pregnancy and the heat is making me more tired.  Most nights this week hubby has come home from work or gym or whatever at about 8pm and found me asleep on the sofa.  So my nap game is brilliant even if my night-time sleep is less than average. Next week I am sooooo going to be about afternoon naps!

Movement: Baby is not engaged at all in my pelvis so he’s still doing a merry dance around my uterus throughout the day and night.  Now that he’s so big and there’s less space in there it can really be uncomfortable to the extent that it even hurts at times.  I’ve also noticed that sometimes he does a bit of a vertical stretch and I can feel him pushing down on my bladder.  That is seriously weird when it happens.

Emotions: Not too bad this week.  Very little crying other than one fraught moment on Tuesday shortly after the maternity leave replacement sent her legal document thus exiting the company. But you know, I think I would have cried at that even if I wasn’t pregnant.

Missing: Not being the size of a whale.

Purchases: Mini-ice-creams by hubby. Many of them.

We finally built the stroller last night too and it looks great.  It also looks kind of huge when it’s in the middle of our lounge room. Not long now before we will actually get to use it!!

Looking forward to: It not being so dammed hot here! Also looking forward to a couple of weeks (hopefully) before baby makes his arrival so I can do a few things around home and relax a bit too.

Best moment: The surprise baby party at work was really nice.  The baby shower on Sunday was also great, despite my reservations.  Oh and seeing the small dude on the 3D scan was wonderful!  It’s incredible that he’s practically ready for the outside world now. That little spec of embryo on the end of the catheter last November has now become an actual human being.  IVF is freaking amazing!

Exercise: Getting out of bed and going to the loo now counts as exercise in my book. Seriously.  I promise I used to run marathons although I wouldn’t blame you for not believing me at this point!

Bump update: People, actual strangers, now say things to me like “Oh you must be due any day now”.  I think that says everything.  I am actually happy these days not to be going to 40 weeks (or beyond).  Less time to get even bigger!

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Yes, that is my kitty going around my legs as I take the photo

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Here she is!  Just for perspective, she weighs 3.3kg which is approximately the average weight of a full term new born.  

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The view from above!

Week 33 – To pee or not to pee…

…That is no longer the question because the answer is ALWAYS to pee these days! I struck a new personal best (worst) a few nights ago where I got up during the night to pee FIVE TIMES! Let’s just say that was not a good night for sleeping.

I feel like the total cliche third trimester pregnant woman with this peeing.  I always thought it’s an exaggeration, but the increase in the need to pee practically came overnight.  I have tried to fight it so I don’t have to keep getting up but all this results in is me being awake and still feeling like I need to pee.  Better just to get up and get it over with.

I’ve also noticed recently that the pregnancy apps have gotten really boring. It’s like as though all the exciting stuff has already happened and essentially all they can talk about now is labour (not relevant to me), breastfeeding (obviously not to be dismissed, but how many times can you read about the importance of breastfeeding), and what to pack in your hospital bag. Zzzzzzz!

Overall this week has been pretty unremarkable pregnancy wise, however a new heatwave has hit town which means that I need to take care to not get too hot and to keep hydrated. Meanwhile it’s hard enough to maintain energy levels at this stage of pregnancy without the temperature hitting or exceeding 38 degrees (100F). This also severely limits my exercising as not only is the heat draining but it’s practically impossible to do anything that is not water-based.

I have skipped a trip to the beach today even as I thought it would be too much for me.  Tomorrow though looks like it might work out okay, albeit I think we might need to go early and come home if it gets too roasting out there.

Weight gain: I’ve seen a small gain this week and I’m up a total of 13kg (28 pounds) overall, which is not so bad.  My target had originally been 12-15kg and I think I’m more likely to hit 18kg given I have 5-6 weeks of pregnancy left (baby is coming out at 38-39 weeks). Who knows though as it’s too hot to eat a lot here anyway so that’s probably working in my favour.  The doctor estimated the baby is weighing in at 2.2kg (nearly 5 pounds) at the moment (he’s long/tall) so there’s a chance he will grow by at least 1kg before he arrives.

Symptoms: Peeing every 20 mins, breathlessness from doing practically nothing, dizziness (when I’ve not eaten regularly enough), generally tired and over-hot.  I actually don’t think any of these symptoms are that bad and I am not hugely impacted by any of them.  Sure I’ve slowed down a bunch but I’ve not really stopped doing anything, except perhaps walking outdoors as it’s impossible in this heat without going all dizzy. I’ve not been too affected by contractions this week and I think this is because I’ve been taking it a bit easier generally (shocking for me, I know).

Eating: Nothing interesting to report here.  Watermelon season has started to kick off and so hubby has been preparing me a lot of it which is lovely and refreshing. I ate a whole bunch of crisps (potato chips) last weekend and they were amazing, but I don’t think I have been particularly naughty otherwise.

Sleep: Ohhhh my old friend sleep! How I miss those days of actually being able to sleep for longer than 3 hours at a time!  How it usually goes on most weeknights is that I head to bed around 10.30pm or 11.00pm and have a lovely 3-4 hours of proper sleep.  Then I wake up to pee and from that point onwards I kind of cat-nap/lightly sleep in periods of 1.5 hours.  I regularly wake up feeling like I have not been to bed at all.  I cannot say I enjoy this aspect of pregnancy.

I also had a new business pitch during the week which I was leading so I had to drive a round trip of about 3 hours and give a two hour pitch presentation in the middle. I thought I’d be totally fine and I was, but on the way home in the car I was sooooo incredibly sleepy that I literally smacked my cheeks a few times to perk myself up.  I came home instead of returning to the office (it was mid-afternoon by the time I got back anyway) and managed to make it to 5pm before I unintentionally passed out on the sofa. The combination of this meeting and the driving clearly took a lot out of me than I had expected!

As a side note, in this meeting the (potential) client did not even offer me a glass of water for the entire duration of the meeting.  Let me remind you that a) offering a drink to a guest is generally considered polite, b) it’s really hot here and c) I am clearly VERY pregnant!  I continue to be appalled about this.  I could have asked, but I didn’t as they had already seemed a bit funny about my request to use the ladies room before I started my presentation (seriously, I had to go).

Movement: Yes, still being a ninja! I’ve started to notice that if I haven’t eaten for a while he gets a bit more aggressive.  It used to be that he’d move around a bunch after eating something, especially something sweet (which he still does) but I’ve noticed the new trend to remind me to eat.  Pregnancy never stops being a combination of amazing and weird!

Emotions: I think tired should be considered an emotion.  Because if I’m not tired my emotions are pretty stable.  If I am not well-slept then watch out as I can be a Cranky Monster!  I’ve had a really tough week at work so read into that as you choose…

Missing: My waistline.  Going to the beach and seeing all these fabulous bodies in cute bikinis is a bit depressing.  Saying that, when I was at the beach last year in my cute bikini and I saw pregnant women I hated them so clearly I am just overly dramatic.

A couple of times at work this week when I was struggling I said to myself that if I wasn’t pregnant I would have been drinking wine at my desk, so I’m also adding wine to the list this week.  You know summer and wine just go together so beautifully too and no matter how many pieces of fruit and mini-umbrellas you put into my sparkling water it is STILL not a proper cocktail!

Purchases: Nothing, but I did receive a few lovely things in the post from my Mum.  As she’s in the southern hemisphere she was able to pick up some nice things in end of summer sales.  I think she’s clearly enjoying all this new baby shopping!

Looking forward to: MY BABY SHOWER!!  Yes, you read that right!  After all my moaning that I wouldn’t get to have a baby shower because none of my close friends or family are here, hubby decided that I needed to have one (a small one) anyway and he has set out to make sure I have one.  Honestly, I didn’t think I wanted a baby shower but the fact he’s gone out of his way to make me able to have one is just the most beautiful thing ever and I love him for it.

I know the husband is not meant to throw the baby shower, but sometimes we need to be a bit unconventional.  So he’s invited a bunch of friends and a few of his nice, female cousins and it will be hosted at his parents house – they have a huge garden and pool so it will be perfect for an early evening gathering.  He’s even hiring a party planner so it looks pretty and we have catering and whatnot.  The party planner is the same lady that organised our wedding here (we had a wedding in both locations – this is the best way to get around being from different countries/hemispheres) and she’s great! Also, it may be that hubby’s American aunt will be in town (and uncle but obvs men are banned) and I think she might have some great ideas to contribute (in my head, Americans are the queens of baby showers).  So I’m very happy!

Best moment: The highlight this week was probably when hubby told me about the baby shower because it was such a beautiful gesture and I had a little cry. Otherwise, seeing the small guy on the scan this week and finding out he is growing beautifully.  Also, getting a date for our c-section is very exciting and making me freak out a little bit.

Exercise: Pffffffttttt!  It’s too hot! Monday was a holiday here and we were at the beach so I guess going swimming there technically counts.  I did go swimming in my (free) pool again on Tuesday night and it was beautiful!  Wednesday night was when I passed out on the sofa after the big meeting described above.  Thursday was hubby’s birthday so I stayed home and chilled with him (if he’d gone to the gym I think I might have gone to the pool again) and Friday night I came home really late from work as I was so busy and then I had a dinner to go to for hubby’s birthday so there was no time.  So I have excuses.  Maybe next week will be better.

Bump update: Bump is getting BIG!  I’m now at the stage where people ask is he coming soon which is new.  It used to be when are you due?  Clearly I’ve graduated to a new level of large.  I’ve also found now that people want to carry my stuff all the time which is great.  The guy at the supermarket today not only packed my trolley after I’d paid for it, but also wheeled the trolley to my car and packed the groceries in my boot.  Suddenly pregnancy is not so bad!  Haha!

Also, my boss told me yesterday that my pregnancy fashion has been really great and flattering (not that you’d know as I only post underwear photos here).  In a brilliantly bitchy side-note she also said my other colleague who is pregnant looks quite frumpy in comparison.  Of course this was super-mean to her but a massive compliment to me so I decided to focus on the positive. 🙂

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Shiny, shiny bump!

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My inny is on the verge of being an outy! 

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Bump view: Bye toes! See you next month! 

 

 

Grow baby, grow!

We had a little scheduling change this week bringing forward my next doctor’s appointment to today. There was nothing dramatic about this, just that the original appointment time was not so convenient for my hubby.  In any case I was delighted as it meant not having to wait so long to see the small dude again!

Except he’s not that much of a small dude anymore with the doctor saying he is measuring long.  He also estimated the current weight at 2.2kg but explained because the baby is long that doesn’t mean he’s oversize for his development stage. We are both delighted as we are hoping this means he will grow up to be tall, but of course who really knows!

Otherwise the scan was pretty unremarkable.  The umbilical cord was in front of his face so the 3D pictures didn’t really show much other than one eye. I asked the doctor if our baby is cute and he laughed while saying “Of course!”. As if there is any other response! See for yourself here.

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Definitely cute, right? 

We also finally confirmed the date of the scheduled c-section and I am so happy as it was the date we wanted all along.  I’m not going to specify it here as I’m generally keeping it a secret, suffice to say it’s between week 38 and 39. Our next appointment with the doctor will be in three weeks time and I felt a bit emotional when he said it will probably be our last appointment before delivering the baby.

I suddenly realised WE ARE GOING TO HAVE A BABY!!  This is kind of unbelievable, despite my growing belly. Like wow!

I also requested the whooping cough vaccination, which was interesting because the doctor didn’t offer it to me, I had to ask for it.  In any case he was really supportive of having it and made my hubby have it too.  I might have been a little too happy and excited about hubby also getting to suffer for once. Saying that, it wasn’t even painful (I was almost disappointed)! In any case, for those of you who are thinking what whooping cough vaccination, read more here:
http://www.nhs.uk/conditions/pregnancy-and-baby/pages/whooping-cough-vaccination-pregnant.aspx

I also got my second jab for the RH negative blood.  The last time I had this done hubby wasn’t there, but this time I had an audience.  It is a jab that’s given to your butt (nice) and so as I turned around and hitched up my knickers on one side to flash a cheek, hubby helpfully commented “Now that’s a fine ass!”. The midwife administering the jab was very diplomatic and said nothing, just focused on the job she had to do. He is very naughty! Haha!

This week has been otherwise pretty unremarkable.  I’m a bit tired and slow to move, especially in the super-hot weather, but I’m otherwise doing really well.  The contractions keep coming, especially in the evenings but they are clearly just practice contractions (at this stage anyway) and not really stressing me out too much. Long may it stay that way!