Week 39

We’re at Week 39 in Project: Grow Baby Mac. I’m getting bigger by the day and both of us are getting very ready to meet the baby. Every time I start to think the baby has run out of room I get a little bit tighter, the little feet find a new corner of my ribs (ouch!), and the little baby bottom sticks out a little farther from my diaphragm. Eventually the kid has got to stop growing, right? Or maybe that’s when it’s birth time.

I’m beginning my last week of work and my last day before maternity leave is Thursday. On one hand I wanted to work up until the end and save all of my precious 12 weeks to spend with the baby (not to mention get paid as long as I possibly can). On the other hand while I’m at work I spend a lot of time thinking of things I need to do at home and when I get home in the evenings I don’t have the energy to do them. I’m due next Sunday, but I have a suspicion the kid is going to wait until the week after that to make an appearance. So I’m guessing (guessing!) I’ll have about a week of time to finish up last minute house details, wash those final few onesies, make more food to freeze, and take a few naps before the baby comes. I just hope it’s not to long otherwise my relaxing week to get ready may pull into two weeks where I go absolutely nuts waiting. Sigh, this whole natural “the baby will come when it’s ready to come” can really mess with my controlling tendencies.
The other side of it is that J and I are getting practically obsessive with wanting to meet the baby. We met some friends in our Bradley birth class who just had their baby last weekend. We visited them on Thursday night and fell in love with their little boy Grayson aka Tank. J held him first and then I held him. He doesn’t do much these days (only being 5 days old) but he’s just so tiny and perfect that we just melted. Since we’ve seen him J says things like “can you believe how soft his skin was?” and “I could feel him breathing.” There’s just something special about a new little person – a human in its tiniest form. It got both of us really ready to hold our own! We’ve bought a swing and a bouncy chair, but I’m not sure our kiddo is actually going to spend any time in them. I suspect we’ll want to hold the baby all the time and we may have one of those babies who takes a while to walk because their little feet don’t touch the ground 🙂

Progression of Tummy Growth

I know there are lots of Mom’s out there who are religious about taking belly shots each week to watch the progress of their tummies grow.  Well, I’m not one of them.  I was very aware of my growth, but I didn’t particularly want to capture it until halfway through pregnancy.  I felt like I just got thick during the first half… not exactly the ‘pretty pregnancy tummy’ that everyone thinks about.  However, now I feel like I’ve suddenly grown to be huge all of a sudden so I figured I’d post a few pics of the pregnancy to check out the progression.  

21 weeks – I finally am ‘showing’ at least a little bit.  Everyone was telling me they could hardly tell I was pregnant – which bothered me because I could sure tell!  (Not sure why I look so annoyed in the picture… I really was happy.)

24 Weeks – Picture taken by Sara.
26 Weeks – Picture from the Collins Machine Shop Party in Boulder.  
28 Weeks – Finally starting to really, without a doubt, “show.”  It seems like somewhere between weeks 25 and 28 I grew a bunch.  J kept looking at me and saying “you’ve grown more since yesterday!”
Week 30 – This is a picture from my baby shower.  
Week 34 – This is one of the pictures from our maternity photo shoot.
Week 37 – These were taken last weekend.  No wonder I’ve been so tired lately!  The kid has been on a growth spurt.

I have 3 weeks to go before my due date, so we’ll see how big I get by the time the kid joins the outside world.  What I can’t believe is how high the baby still is.  (On a side note, once again I had someone tell me today that I’m “not that big.”  When I see this picture I have a hard time believing that!).

I held a baby!

My friend Mandy came to visit tonight for dinner, bringing along her son George.  Little George is two weeks old now and very, very sweet.  Seeing Mandy was great – she looks great and is a natural mother.  I LOVED holding little George too.  In fact I probably should’ve given him to J or my friend Leah who was also here, but I didn’t want to give him up.  At one point I held him while I was eating – I told Mandy “I’d better get used to the one-handed eating.”  In reality I didn’t want to give the little guy up.  

It’s also nice to see someone who’s a friend and “just like me” who is a parent.  I look at Mandy and think “she doesn’t have any super powers and she’s able to do this parent thing.  Maybe there’s hope for me too.”  Besides, she said I was “doing everything right” holding George when he fussed a little bit.  
Not much new to report on the pregnancy front.  The kid is still wiggly and active and is getting quite crowded in my tummy.  I had a “when is this pregnancy going to be over Day” on Monday where I was tired, sore and didn’t feel good, but the past two days have been fine.  J and I are in the final countdown of what we still need to buy/organize/get ready for the baby.  We’re set on diapering supplies, baby gear and clothes, but we’re on the hunt this weekend for nursing supplies and bottles.  We’re also installing the car seat this weekend – so we will at least have a way to bring the baby home, a place for the baby to sleep (Thanks Pat for the bassinet!), diapers for the baby, and clothes for the kid to wear.  What else do you need?

35 week ultrasound

We had our last (hopefully) ultrasound today.  No pictures, unfortunately, since Baby Mac is a little bit to squished to be very photogenic.  Seriously, all we could see on the screen was wiggly limbs – no cute little face or anything.  The important news, though, is that the baby is very healthy looking.  The heart, head, kidneys, and leg bones were all examined, in addition to measuring the babies head and tummy size.  They estimate the kiddo weighs in at 5 pounds, 12 ounces right now – but take that number with a grain of salt since ultrasound weight measurements are notoriously inaccurate (up to 2 pounds off sometimes by 40 weeks).  J and I both thought it was funny though that right now the baby weighs more than he did when he was born.  We’ll see if our baby takes after the McPherson side of the family and is born small but ends up growing to be huge.  Seriously, at 6′ J is the runt of his Dad’s side of the family.

Regardless, the good news is that we have a healthy baby, floating around in plenty of fluid, and that my placenta is nice and high so we can continue with our normal delivery plan.  At my 20 week ultrasound there was some concern that I may have placenta previa (low lying placenta) but it has fixed itself in the last 15 weeks.  We both breathed a sigh of relief for that – neither of us were looking forward to a C-section after all of our natural childbirth classes.
Oh, and the baby’s feet are now connecting with my ribs on a regular basis.  I can’t say it’s my favorite feeling – sometimes it’s just uncomfortable and sometimes it HURTS.  Someone described ‘sweet little baby kicks’ and I think I’ve past that stage in pregnancy.  Oh well, I think it’s safe to say that Baby Mac is developing some strong legs.  I predict a little soccer player or dancer.

Do they have a class for that?

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I’ve now started my 35 week in pregnancy, so we’re in the final countdown to Baby Mac. I’m trying not to get to excited about the end (still five weeks to go until my due date) – but I’ll be honest that I have my moments where I start to wonder if premature labor is really such a bad thing. I suspect that isn’t going to happen though – for whatever reason I have a feeling that Baby Mac is settled in and won’t be leaving any time soon. The kid seems to be quite comfortable.

I’ve decided the whole 9 months of pregnancy thing is to help the parents get prepared. Sure, Baby is growing and developing but J and I have had a chance to grow and develop from “seriously? We’re having a baby? What do you need for a baby?” to “OK, I think we’re ready.” Of course I suspect we’re not really ready, and won’t be until the baby is here, but at least we have some stuff and have taken some classes. I imagine it’s like driving, you can read the manual, watch videos of people driving, maybe even go and buy new tires, but you can’t really drive until you have a license and are in the car.

Oh the classes! J and I could be accused of being overeducated and, just maybe, nerdy. Our birth class experience is a case in point. I’ve always leaned toward natural childbirth (in theory at least), so I found midwife group who supports natural childbirth and started researching classes to take. Our friends David and Jennilyn recommended The Bradley Method, and after doing some research about the alternative birthing methods, we decided on Bradley. I guess we didn’t investigate Lamaze that closely, but other methods we looked at seemed a little to touchy-feely for us (J is an analytical engineer after all). Bradley isn’t overly touchy-feely (there isn’t any emphasis on creating ‘birth art’ as a way of exploring your feelings about birth, for example) and there’s a lot of time spent understanding what happens physically during labor and delivery so it isn’t as scary for Mom and Dad. It’s called ‘Husband Coached Birth,” which appealed to us. The Bradley Method gives him a specific role and I know he’ll be great at it. He’s a natural “coach.” (Funny story though – when I first told him about Husband Coached Birth he said “I can’t coach! I don’t even know the game!”) Bradley emphasizes relaxing during contractions and letting birth happen instead of fighting it. Like I said above, it’s all theory at this point but J and I have liked it and gotten a lot out of it. My favorite part so far is practicing the relaxation where my job is to breathe deeply and J’s job is to rub my back and whisper encouraging things in my ear J However, not to leave well-enough alone we’ve also taken the birth class through our hospital, a breast feeding class, a newborn care class, and a waterbirth class. I tell ya, if grades were given for parenting preparation I think J and I would at least be A- students. I don’t think I prepared this much for the GMATs or SATs!

As much as we’re getting all prepared for a natural, unmedicated waterbirth (a friend called it “an ethereal waterbirth” – ha!) I try to keep in mind that the main goal is to walk in our front door with a healthy baby. All of our big plans and desires are second to that. Besides, then the real work begins, the stuff they don’t have classes for and that we can’t really prepare for. Until then, however, I’m on the hunt for an Infant CPR class.