36 Weeks

This week I found myself in a strange pregnancy limbo.  Feeling so excited to meet our sweet baby boy, anxious & nesting like a mad woman. On the other hand truly wanting to savor the pregnancy, feeling him roll, kick & have little parties in my belly. Savor Mia kissing my belly saying "I wuv you brother."  If me having the insane urge to get up at 2:30am on Saturday nite to do laundry (ummm, unheard of!!!) means anything this (still unnamed) baby could be arriving sooner rather than later..lol I also cleaned out my side of or bedroom closet & the shoe closet.  Sadly the amount of cleaning & organizing I've done is minimal to the amount of shopping. Shopping=Nesting at our house.  Please come quick baby brother or mama might spend the family fortune:/  

Sunday morning after my weird cleaning/nesting session I woke up with this intense ache/burn in my lower back & hips.  It got to the point where I was waddling & struggling to walk up & down the stairs. I did not have this w Mia at all. At my weekly check up on Monday I thought for sure the nurse practitioner would say it's a sign of impending labor. Instead she suggested a visit to the chiropractor.  So I did just that & had my 1st ever adjustment today. As soon as I got off the table the waddle was gone.  My sacro iliac is back in tune, for now:) I'm still sore but def moving forward as opposed to the lovely fat lady waddle.

 

My appt w the high risk Dr. who manages my diabetes was not so great.  The growth scan suggested the baby gained 2 lbs in 3.5 weeks, which he termed excessive. It's all that damned Valentines candy. Hide it from the pregnant lady people!!!! Baby boy measured approx 6lbs 2oz, putting him in the 72% for 35.5 weeks gestation.  I am now required to make weekly hospital visits for fetal monitoring, on top of weekly visits to the regular OB. It's hard to remain stress free let me tell you. All I can picture is a 10lb baby. Enough said!!!

A few nesting splurges. The Beco Butterfly 2, thanks Mom!!!  This sweet Dwell Studio fox blankie. I'm not gna lie I have a serious blanket fetish (this is not just limited to baby blankets!).