I can't believe it's almost time. I am 38 weeks and 5 days pregnant. That means 9 days from my due date...12/6/13. That also means, baby can come anytime. Like my water could break right now (don't worry, it didn't), or I could conceivable go 2 weeks late (please God no!). Since I was only a few days late with Hudson, the midwives don't think I'll be late with this one, although it could definitely go that way (did I mention, please God no?!).
I'm measuring dead on my weeks (38 cm and change), weight gain is good, and goodness mercy...my blood pressure has stayed normal, if not low, this round. So all is well on that front.
I have a ton of Braxton-Hicks contractions, some twingy, some not...but since it's not standard to be checked for dilation until 40 weeks unless I ask for it (yep...not doing that), I have no idea if any of those twinges are productive. I'm trying not to be anxious for this baby to arrive, trying not to will him to come early, and doing my darndest to enjoy being the mom of 1 for now.
Since this is also likely our last baby, I'm also trying to enjoy the heck out of the pregnancy too. It's a bit hard at this stage...you know, heartburn, achy hips, being gargantuan (or pregantuan as my friend Anneke so nicely phrased). But there is still the magic of feeling a baby move inside you, being able to tell where his feet are, or his little bum, feeling hiccups and knowing that I am growing this child. Whoa craziness!
We are pretty set on a name...Hendrix Malone, although I won't fully commit until I see the little guy. Hendrix is a version of Henry that both Gary and I really like and Malone is a masculine combo of Gary's grandmas' middle names (Madge and Loy). Since Hudson has my grandpa's middle name, we wanted something from the family, but didn't find anything that fit until that little gem came to mind. At least we think it's a gem. We've gotten mixed reviews on the name. People either really like it or really don't...but it's cool either way. When little man is here, I'm sure those opposed will get over it:) Or I'll/we'll decide he isn't a Hendrix Malone and he'll be named something completely opposite...we shall see!
Speaking of Hudson, he's just too darn cute for words. He is so expressive and LOVES to tell stories and play pretend. He is also one of the most inquisitive children I've ever interacted with. Our 20 minute drive in the am and pm is completely packed full of questions:
What do chickens eat?
Where do goats live?
Why is that tree green?
What do trees eat?
And so on. Today, he learned about centaurs on a show we watch in the am (you know- half horse, half person). The only question he had about that was...Do centaurs have weenies? And then the next 10 minutes were spent making sure all the girls he knows have vaginas and the boys have weenies (he debated whether to call them weenies or penises...I told him he could choose...he picked weenies!). Oh goodness!
But I just love him and can't wait for him to be a big brother!
Here's a belly comparison for you. I'm definitely bigger this round! Yikes:)
|39 weeks with Hudson|
|38 weeks 5 days with Baby Boy #2|