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39 Weeks

Welp, Tim and I went to the doctor this week and while everything was good, there was not a mad rush to the hospital to deliver baby Baker. My blood pressure was a bit high, so they had me lay on my left side for 5 minutes so they could take it again. The second time it was much better. The doctor told me I need to be extra careful with my blood sugar in the time leading up to delivery... I kinda lied and said its all been fine, but honestly I have only been testing my blood first thing in the morning, very occasionally.  So I know my resting blood sugar is good! I am going to force myself to get back in the habit of testing it.

Unfortunately I have really been wanting foods that lean more toward the carby, sweet side. They seem more neutral to my tum. Besides, anything even the slightest bit salty makes me swell like mad. So no sweet and no salty leaves me with mostly plain veggies and raw almonds. I've been eating a crapload of raw almonds. But, I have been cheating here and there. Sometimes you just really NEED some chocolate milk. The swelling is quite uncomfortable. During the night the swelling in my hands actually leads to me waking up feeling like I have arthritis. I mean COME ON... pregnancy has the most symptoms of anything ever. I keep thinking I have experienced them all, but nope.

I am pretty confident now that I am having real contractions, but they are not terribly intense yet. The baby wiggles a lot in the evenings, and most of the stronger contractions happen in the night. That makes me think that maybe labor will set in during the night, but I have no real idea. The good thing about it happening during the night is that the baby has a chance to be born during regular business hours, which means my doctor will be there. The bad thing would be I would have to go into the whole thing already lacking sleep. I think it would be perfect for labor to start at like 11 am, and then only take a few hours, boom, baby. In a perfect world, right?

Doctor said we can start talking about induction at my appointment on Tuesday. I've heard mixed reviews of being induced. I thought it was a strong possibility for me because of the likelihood of my having a large babe. The doctor didn't seem to concerned about the size of the baby, she estimated that it would be about 8 1/2 pounds by my due date. That's larger than average, but not terrifying. The baby feels like it weighs 20 pounds to me. Nothing terrible is going on with the pregnancy, but I am just so freaking uncomfortable and impatient!

We need a baby head size attachment for our shop vac. I started to take a lot of bump pictures in the past week because I want to have one as close to delivery as possible:








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