30 Weeks and Counting

Has it really been 30 weeks? Bryan and I can hardly believe that in two and half months, we will have a precious addition to our lives.

At this point, I look very pregnant. I’ve gained the normal amount of weight, but for someone who is only 5’1”, I feel rather rotund. Hopefully, we can post some pictures in the next week so that you can see the progress of Ayden’s growth (which also translates as the progress of my growth).

With increased size, I also don’t sleep. Yes, I use the long candy cane pillow, much to my dismay. (It helps to prevent me from sleeping on my back, which is really what I want to be doing.) I just don’t sleep well on my side; my hip and shoulder begin to hurt, and parts of my body fall asleep or cramp up. Through God’s grace I am still a functioning human being, but I am so wiped.

Ayden moves often, and he now turns flips, which is quite startling. Sometimes he hits pretty hard, and I wonder how someone approximately three pounds can be so mighty. The doctor says that I should feel him every two hours. I think my kiddo is on a different schedule, like an I-am-gonna-move-all-of-the-time schedule.

We have officially changed OB’s. I have very mixed emotions about this decision, as we could have stayed with our OB and had someone else all together deliver Ayden, but we are hoping that this will make for one less stress on the day of delivery. I realize that I could still have some stranger deliver Ayden, but I guess we’ll err on the side of being hopeful for knowing the doctor.

Last week I tested slightly elevated on my sugar count, so I will be going in for a three hour test next week. There is possibility that I have gestational diabetes, which isn’t too big of a deal, except that it means that I get to see one more doctor regularly. If it is properly treated, the diabetes won’t affect the baby, so we are grateful for that. Besides, I may not even have it.

We had quite the fiasco with our baby furniture. I won’t bore you with all of the details, but there was a time that we weren’t even sure we would get the furniture, and then when we DID get it, the footboard was busted. I believe that all is remedied, assuming Bryan can put the crib together, and I will finally get to think about nursery decorating. I am meeting with an art teacher at my school to discuss possible mural work relating to children’s books. I’m very excited about getting our little boy’s room ready.

I believe that that is all of the news that I can think of right now. However, I don’t want to sign off without acknowledging my amazing husband. Having a pregnant wife cannot be easy, but Bryan has handled me warmly and sensitively. He has been patient and kind and strong and brave. God has gifted me with someone so completely perfect for me, and I am so grateful.