We are in the middle of our 27th week together and I am so grateful for each day we have together. I am now filled with hope, not fear. As you grow bigger and my belly reflects it, I am astounded by the changes taking place...my belly button popping out, my now weighing 98 lbs. (which is what I weighed when I delivered your brother, Liam), and discovering the many veins inching from the side of my belly towards the front. Lucky I have not spotted any stretch marks yet. But these are all superficial things.
I still love to feel all your movements. Especially the ones at night, right after we lie down and try to settle in. You make me lie to my right and after an hour you fall asleep. And through all of your sleep patterns it makes me feel as though your schedule will be routine when you come out, but I'm sure this is just wishful thinking on my part. It does however, along with my experience of Liam's baby months, how important routine will be for our successful and happy few months together.
This week we had a lot of doctor visits. First was to check how well you were holding inside me. And since now you are spending most of your head down into my pelvic cavity you are increasing the pressure, also making me funnel. But I don't mind because we want to avoid a C-section at all costs. Also, since your movements are getting stronger my contractions are becoming more frequent so I begged both doctors for the steroid shots to develop your lungs early. We did this over the last two days at the hospital so now I feel more relieved. While lying on the hospital bed with the toco machines around my belly my mind was immediately brought back to why I was able to stay 10 weeks in the hospital with Liam - listening to your heartbeat was the most remarkable and soothing sound in the world.
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