Dear baby,
It has been a long time since I wrote about you. Suffering from second child syndrome already. Bad momma. But things have been busy, days keep passing by, and much has happened. Soon, very soon, you will join us. An absolutely exciting and terrifying fact! :) Your dad and I have done much to prepare for your arrival in the last couple weeks. Moving furniture, washing baby clothes, finally (finally!) deciding on your name. At least, we think. I think we are nearly as ready as we can be to have our world rocked again in the most wonderful way imaginable.
So, here is the quick rundown of what has happened with you recently...
-At 34 weeks, we had another ultrasound. Estimates were that you were weighing in at 7 pounds, 12 ounces. In comparison, "average" at 34 weeks is about 5 pounds. Your brother was estimated at 6 pounds, 8 ounces at 31 weeks. I am fairly certain the office staff has a pool on your final birth weight. It remains to be seen if you will beat out your brother. We are perfectly happy that you are another big, healthy boy. I am only slightly disappointed because it seems as though we have started down the path to another c-section.
-At 35 weeks, I became considerably more miserable when pelvic pains set in. Seems that I am one of those lucky women that suffers some degree of pelvic separation during pregnancy. Yay.
-36 weeks... Christmas! Docs started getting a bit fidgety. I saw the doc that I do not normally see in the practice and she had me scheduled for a c-section before I walked out the door after that appointment. I was not happy about that. I pushed back to get you one extra week to make your appearance on your own time. If you have not arrived by then, I will definitely be having a c-section. I also had my last day of work. Wow. That was a very emotional day. I am so lucky to have the opportunity to stay home with you and your brother, but I cannot help but feel like I am losing some part of my identity. It will be an adjustment for sure.
-37 weeks... I started seeing a chiropractor to help with the pelvic pain and started feeling better right away. Not GOOD, mind you, but better at least. And I will take that.
-38 weeks... Big snowstorm hit, dumped a foot of snow on us. I found out that I am also group B strep positive, which means that I have to get antibiotics when I go into labor to prevent passing it onto you, little man. And, of course, I will do that! But I am disappointed again because this means being hooked up to an IV during labor and limiting my mobility. Another strike against my hoped for VBAC.
I think those are the biggies. Listen, I will not lie and say that I am not disappointed that things are shaping up for me to have another major abdominal surgery to recover from this time around. Part of me is also slightly relieved by that fact because at least I know what to expect. Weird, right? Anyway, however you end up arriving, my boy, your dad and I will be ecstatic as long as you are healthy. I would also be thrilled if you chose your own birthday!! But, if it ends up being a date we chose on the calendar, that is okay too. We are blessed to have two very eager grandmothers to help our little family adjust and recover however they can.
We are nearly ready for you, little man. I hope you are ready for us soon too.
Love you bunches,
Momma
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