29 Weeks (and a couple days)

Holy cow. This will be my last update for the twenties. This pregnancy is really close to 3/4 over.

Baby boy is the size of a butternut squash right now (or at least he should be). We'll find out more at our 30 week ultrasound on Thursday. But estimated weight is currently 2.5 pounds and estimated length is currently about 15 inches. Reality check? If baby brother is the same size as big brother, he will grow over 7 more pounds and 7 more inches in the next 11 weeks!!!! I had a very vivid dream that baby brother was born the other night and weighed 10lb 3oz. (Big brother was 9lb 10oz.) I hope my dream was WAY off!

Not whole lot to report this week. We are all finally healthy in our house. Nursery continues to come along, although obviously a lot more slowly than it started in October when my son was still in school. While there are still many little projects I want to do, the only big things left are getting the crib (coming from my brother and sister-in-law) and getting baby stuff up from the basement. I'm happy with that considering we still have 2 1/2 months left.

I am a little anxious about our ultrasound Thursday. If you read my last post, you know that I am constantly worried about my weight gain. Well for the first time ever in pregnancy I'm worried about a problem I NEVER thought I would have. I'm losing weight. Down 2 pounds since my weight post . . . Was that even a week ago? As long as baby is growing okay, this is not a bad thing. But I can't stop thinking about that elevated AFP result being a possible indicator of 3rd trimester growth restriction. Needless to say, I'm relieved to be with the MFM group and relieved to have another ultrasound to check growth this week.

In baby news - he's still very nameless. Not even a couple front runners for what we might name him. And he is CRAZY. My son got comfortable very very early - by 28 weeks he was head down and stayed that way. This little one is obviously not comfortable or else will be a future gymnast. I am not kidding when I say that one minute I am being kicked in the ribs, the next minute he's using my cervix as a trampoline. The rib kicks are not at all comfortable (and will only get a lot more painful) . . . But the cervix jumping - OH MY GOSH IT'S TIME FOR THAT NONSENSE TO STOP.

I know it's still very early to hope he will go head down and stay that way. Many babies don't go head down until the very end, and of course some never go head down. This is just not something I experienced in my first pregnancy and is more painful than I ever imagined. But as I said to my husband yesterday - ALL movement is good movement and I'm thankful that he always seems to be doing something inside to remind me he's okay.

Hopefully I'll get another belly picture done soon. I'm getting really large!