So it appears that people want to hear about my pregnancy. I haven’t written about it that much not because I didn’t think it fit with the theme of this blog, but more because there hasn’t been that much to write.
I mean, aside from all the genetic testing drama and the fact that I have to go to the doctor pretty much every other week and then, starting at 32 weeks, every other day. That part is stressful. The constant worry that something is going to go wrong is stressful. I know it’s partially just my personality, but it’s partially because the doctors have told me that there could be issues because of the high level of the HCG hormone that’s in my blood.
But aside from that, I feel pretty normal. As in, I don’t really feel pregnant. I’m almost 25 weeks and I’ve gained about 10 pounds but a big part of me wonders if that’s really from giving myself much more permission to eat much more junk than I did before. (Hello, Wendy’s Frosty.)
I haven’t posted many bump pictures because there isn’t a bump. A lot of people have said that I should be grateful for that and everything, but I’m not. It was one thing to not be showing at 12 or 16 weeks, but by now, I feel like there should be something there. I just look like I’ve gained 10 lbs. I want the baby bump to show up because it’s cute, but also I feel like it’s an indication that the baby is growing properly and growth restriction is something I’m concerned about (again because of my hormones).
I had my 24 week checkup at my OB this week. I go there once a month like any normal pregnant person. But in between those visits, I have growth scans at the MFM. During the OB visits, they just check my blood pressure, weight, have me pee in a cup and then check the baby’s heartbeat with a doppler. This week, she also took out a measuring tape and measured what I guess is the fundal height. I asked her about my lack of bumpage and she said that I was measuring fine. It’s still a little disconcerting to be going into my 6th month and looking pretty much the same as I did before I got pregnant.
Then there’s the movement thing, or lack there of. The nonexistent bump wouldn’t be such a big deal to me if I felt something going on inside. But aside from random flutters every now and again (which could definitely be gas and are usually accompanied by it), I haven’t felt anything. I have an anterior placenta, which means that the placenta is in front of the baby instead of behind him. It’s just a thing that some people have and totally normal. But because of the placement of the placenta, it’s acting as a buffer, causing me not to feel movement. It must be somewhat on the right side because I did figure out last weekend that if I kind of firmly pressed on my left side, a little lower than my belly button, he will usually kick me there. Sometimes he’ll kick if I lie on my stomach (which I still am able to do.)
So that’s what’s been going on. Everything and nothing. I want it to be February already so this baby will be here. And yes, he has a name. And no, I’m not telling what it is.