32 Weeks!

I thought this day would never come. I imagined it with all kinds of celebratory events. I imagined having my picture taken to document how far I've come. I imagined a delicious dinner with a decadent dessert. Well, the day's here but it was just like any other. I'm big, I'm tired, dinner was blah, and since I'm borderline diabetic I'm still debating what piece of fruit I'll have for dessert. I don't mean to sound ungrateful that I've gotten to our goal date, it's just at this point it was a little anti climatic.

I had an ultrasound today with my perinatologist who I love seeing because he always gives me the reassurance and optimism that I lack with my ob. He said right away that our baby has a big head. Then he took the measurements and said this baby is BIG, he's in the 97th percentile weighing in at a whopping 5 and half pounds. He smiled and told me that if I get preeclampsia in the next couple of weeks, I'll have a nice healthy boy to deliver. Not sure what's worse at this point...getting preeclampsia and having to deliver a little early or waiting close to my due date and having to deliver a huge baby...

I saw my ob after the ultrasound and it was a rushed visit because Magnolia was not on her best behavior. Blood pressure was good, no protein, and I lost a pound! I also measured pretty much on target. I told her I cut out all simple carbs in my diet so that must have had an effect. She quickly looked at my ultrasound report from the perinatologist and said, "wow, your baby has a big head." Honestly? Enough already! I even asked her last week if she'd do a c-section, she said no, not if she doesn't have to. I may start to have more of a reason to convince her otherwise...

All else is good with me. Since I cut out sugar, I'm drinking far less water which is a really nice break. I think I was drinking up to a gallon of water a day. Now I'm back to much more normal amounts. I've been getting incredibly strong movements (go figure) and what I thought was his bottom I kept pushing on is actually his head. He's breech. I wonder if it's too late to flip???

We made great progress on his nursery and everything is washed and ready to go. I was adjusting the curtains under the heavy wooden valence that George made and it fell on my head. It broke, dented the side table, and left me seeing stars. So, needless to say the curtains are not hung as George has to fix everything and make sure they are completely attached to the wall. After that's done, I may have pictures to post.

I've been thinking I should pack my bag for the hospital but think I'll do it at the last minute. Instead I'll keep a check list on my dresser for reference when the time comes. I will pack the baby's bag as I know what I want to bring for him. I would love any tips on things I should bring!

George's dad is coming this weekend and I'm getting a full day to myself while they take Magnolia. I can't believe this will be the first time I'll have an entire day to myself. I've been dreaming up all the things I'm going to do. So far I plan to go to the bookstore with a good cup of coffee, have lunch at a fancy restaurant, and see two movies. Ah, can't wait!

I want to say thank everyone who takes the time to stop by my blog. There are some of you who have left me comments and I never responded back to say thank you for your kind words and thank you for taking the time to share in my journey!

Here's to 32 weeks and hoping for a few more! :)