This baby, little Sven Torsten...
... is approximately the size/weight of a pineapple (without the top, I presume). At my bi-weekly OB appointments he's measuring right on track, and his heart rate and my BP are good.
... gets hiccups at least once a day.
... is very busy in there, just like his sister was. Sometimes it feels like he's doing the Fighting Irish arm dance, but Steve thinks it's probably one-armed push-ups like the Nittany Lion.
... is scheduled for delivery Friday, October 21, which is 6 weeks away. Sometimes that seems like a small eternity, and other days I feel like I don't have enough time left. Go time!
I realize I haven't shared a whole lot about my pregnancy this time around, mostly because I haven't had the time to fixate upon it and share every nuance and difference compared to the first one. The other part of the reason is because Mama always said if you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all. So I will share the nice things... A couple of the symptoms (cankles and round ligament pain) that plagued me last time have yet to make an appearance this time. I realize I probably jinxed it by saying that, but if they start now it's still an improvement over last time. I've been having Braxton-Hicks contractions, and it makes me wonder if I had been feeling them last time and just not realizing it. At 39 weeks I wrote, "The baby pushes on the low anterior part of the entourage to the point where I have to practice my breathing exercises," which sounds like what I think I'm having now, tightness in my lower abdomen. I also reported (starting at 33 weeks) "arthritic hips," which I don't remember but has become my biggest malady this time. Since June if I walk/bike/do the elliptical or even stroll for an extended period I have so much hip pain, and Tylenol doesn't cut it. at. all. I finally got a referral for PT after learning this may be an alignment issue and not just the work of progesterone loosening my joints/ligaments. I miss being able to take walks with my family, especially now as the weather gets cooler. I have been lifting at the gym, but now that makes me sore as well. Thinking twice before getting something off the floor or from the basement pantry is making me feel downright slovenly.
Okay, enough complaining. Yay for fall!