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35 weeks

My blog countdown officially freaked me out today.  How in the world can it say 35 days?!?  I mean, I get it.  I'm 35 weeks pregnant.  But how can I have SOOO few days left?  5 weeks seems a lot longer than 35 days.  And truth be told, this baby isn't going to get to cook until my due date.  My doc will decide next week after my next growth ultrasound if we need to just go ahead and schedule a c-section.

Which means I could only have 4 weeks at most.  And that equals 28 short days!!!! 

You might be wondering how we'll decide on the c-section vs. yucky, traumatic vaginal delivery.  Well, if the baby is over 8 pounds on this ultrasound, he thinks a scheduled c-section would be much less risky.  And I'm pretty sure we're going to meet that goal without a problem since he/she was already 6 pounds at 32 weeks.  This also means that this baby is probably Paisley's birth weight now. 

If you want my opinion, this baby is big.  I feel body parts EVERYWHERE.  Squirms and wiggles and stretches feel massive and completely disfigure my round belly.  I'm gaining at least 2 pounds a week now, even though I'm not eating much at all due to there not being much room.  Even my OB admits that I don't really "look" 35 weeks pregnant.  Meaning I look like I'm 4 weeks overdue!

The view from above- pretty limited at this point
And this last week, I spent 3 days on IV fluids due to a stomach bug my family passed around.  I didn't eat or drink much of anything the entire week and yet, lo and behold, the scale showed a 2.5 pound weight gain this week.  Really?  From W-H-A-T???  The IV fluids?  The few crackers I held down?

With my sleeping baby, huge belly and IV pole.  :)
Luckily, I'm still not really swelling at all even though it is 100+ degrees here everyday.  And I feel pretty good overall.  Sleep has been decent still and my reflux is back under control with protonix and the max daily dose of Tums. 



My sweet little 4th of July cutie!

Comments

  1. SarahJuly 4, 2012 at 8:36 PM

    You look great! Almossttt time. I am still dying to know if it's a baby sis or baby bro for Ms. Paisley :) Love the iv pole pic!

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  2. ElizabethJuly 5, 2012 at 8:01 PM

    Wow- you will have a baby in your arms so very soon! So exciting! You do look great, but I know you are ready to get that giant out- ha!

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  3. FaithJuly 5, 2012 at 11:46 PM

    Oh wow - I can't wait to hear how big s/he ends up being! I can't believe you are mere days away - eeeeek!!!! I love how Paisley sleeps on you - neither of mine really do that:(. So glad you are still doing well (minus that icky stomach bug!)...getting excited:)!

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  4. UnknownJuly 19, 2017 at 7:32 AM

    You look great; your legs are unbelievable in that last photo.

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