This is it. It’s finally sinking in – There’s NO turning back now. Baby is coming and there’s nothing I can do about it. If I was ever in denial, that time has passed.
Also, now realization dawns on how much I still have to do to get ready for baby. And then the anxiety creeps up again.
The major one is: Will she still be a girl? I’ve heard of a few moms who had prepared for a girl, because the sonar said so, and they were pleasantly(?) surprised at the extra umbilical cord.
Other major ones: Will I do stuff right? This question covers everything form feeding, burping, changing nappy, even dressing baby. <shudders>
I’m officially at home now. Maternity leave should have only started on 1 September. I was going to be tough and work as long as possible so that I have longer time with baby. I got a wakeup call on Friday 1 August. Blood pressure is high – so my doc puts me on meds. My blood pressure stays high and there’s trace protein in my urine. Next thing I know, she’s waving a sick note under my nose and telling instructing me to go home immediately and just to come in daily to have bp monitored. The sick note reads pre-eclampsia. I had to dust off my old text books just to jar my memory on what this means. Hurrah for the wikki. ‘Cause my textbooks are very technical and impersonal.
I’m seeing my gynae in Cape Town on Monday. She’s going to give me a shot (something with a C) that’ll help mature baby’s lungs faster. She’s probably going to sort-of confirm my C-sec date. I’m hoping for it to be as close to 38 weeks as possible. This means that babs will be an August baby! Also, I’m not taking any chances and am packing my bags for a week’s visit in stead of just an overnight bag. I’m also taking baby’s hospital bag and the car seat and toiletries and nappies and blankies and other baby stuff - just in case.
Ja, this means a change of mindset for me. I so badly wanted a natural birth with as little intervention as possible. That dream has flown out the window. I’m really trying to be excited about the c-sec. I’m just focussing on the fact that I’ll have baby in my arms earlier than planned.
In the meantime, someone still has to do the laundry.
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Week 32 already!? Gosh. Feels like yesterday when I pee’ed on a stick.
So we went to meet my gynae about 2 weeks ago. She verified my date… sort of. Just so that we can have a vague idea of when to expect baby: due date is 12 September 2008. Estimated birth weight is 3.8kg. This is where I turn to henk and sing ‘Told you so, told you so, told you the Groblers are big babies’.
The Dr showed us a growth curve, and baby is sitting on the upper limit of normal. So she’s big, but not abnormally so.
During the sonar, baby winked at us. I just squeeled like a fangirl. Oh yes, and baby is still a girl. No surprises there. Not that she was shy before to show us her gender.
I officially look pregnant. You can’t make a mistake anymore. I waddle like a penguin. I sit slightly open legged – I can’t even cross my legs anymore. I’m much more aware of my back. Just lying or sitting funny will cause a jab of pain. I don’t run for anything. Not the phone, not the CEO holding the line, not for an elevator, nothing. Henk mocks me when I get up from a chair or the couch – he asks whether I’m in gear yet. Sit hom in rat liefie. And I still suffer from Preggy Brain. Will that ever go away?
I can’t see my feet so lekker, and can barely reach them. Henk’s on tying-shoe-laces and back-rub duty. I still have trouble brushing my teeth. I get a gag reflex after about a minute. The secret is not to think about it, but how can you NOT think about doing something, when you’re doing it?! So I stand there with foam coming out of my mouth, eyes closed, feverously brushing, a frown on my forehead from concentrating on what I’m going to do with Mollie’s puppies – and then it hits me. Spit in the basin, rinse mouth for what it’s worth… I’ll try again later.
A plus is that my leg cramps are better. I can’t actually remember the last time I woke up form one… last week maybe. Just glad that’s over.
Going for my second last antenatal class on Thursday – we doing’ How to bath a baby’. Don’t laugh, ‘cause I haven’t got a clue. I’m glad that I have class with Estelle. A friend of mine recently had a baby girl (2 weeks ago); she also went to antenatal classes, but it sounds like they concentrated more on exercises. They didn’t even cover breastfeeding. At least the sister at the clinic could give her some good advice.
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So I found a lady who does antenatal classes in Vredendal! I’m really excited. I thought that I would miss out on that experience because we live on the platteland.
Mind you, the price is also from the platteland. I read on a forum that some classes are between R600 and R800, then it varies between 6 to 8 classes.
Mine are for 7 days at R450, and reclaimable from medical aid! That’s all I want to hear nowadays, that I can claim something from my medical aid. The closer my due date gets, the more expensive this little miracle gets. Lol. She has started with a class already, but are taking a 2 week break ‘cause one of the mommy’s is on leave. There are only 2 women in the class. So she’s seeing me solo tonight and next Tuesday, then next Thursday I will be joining wit the other two and we’ll be 3 in the class… and 1 daddy. Henk won’t be able to make it though, since it starts at 17:30, and he only gets off work then anyways.
Oh ja, I found this great forum for mothers of all types and ages. From planning your pregnancy right through to the tweens. I’m mostly in the pregnancy general threads. Also, the forum is pretty big. You can ask any question, and I can almost guarantee that you’ll get an answer within the hour; And quite a few answers by the next day.
I’m so used to lurking American forums that I don’t expect immediate response, but I am enjoying the Mommy forum. I also find that a lot of women are asking the same questions as me, or are experiencing exactly what I am, or had been through a few months back. It gives a great sense of support.
This weekend I heard that My Chemical Romance are coming to South Africa. They will be playing at the 2009 CokeFest. I am seeking a baby sitter already. I want Golden Circle tickets. I will use coupons for the next 20 years just so I can save enough money for that concert. Enough said. I’ll be there. Even if baby has to be in a papoose (kangaroo pouch thingy) around my shoulders with earplugs – I will be there.
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Ja, so I’m back from leave. Was in Capetown for a week, camping out on Glen and Maryke’s comfy couch, trying to keep Mariño from slobbering me to death. This also means that I was unplugged from my computer for more than a week. We had a very short working week (only 2 days) and thus spent 5 days on the farm. At least there was GPRS, so I could basically just observe.
Anyway, so we went for an official detailed sonar at a sonographer (Seriously, that’s what the card said). Think I was at 20 weeks or 21 weeks. Looks like baby-girl is healthy; alive-and-kicking. I was worried about her having a clump foot since I was born with one that was successfully corrected by surgery. My uncle was also born with one, but I think he only needed physiotherapy. Turn out that I have a new due date: 6 September 2008. I told the Dr that my LMP date was accurate to ± 2 days… not 2 weeks. She re-measured baby’s thigh bone, head and abdomen… date is still 6 September. So I told Henk in my humble semi-scientific opinion that baby will probably still be born round about middle September, but she’ll just be very big. I keep on saying that us Groblers are big babies; Oupa Gert said that he remembers his mom saying he weighed something between 12 and 14 pounds. I was 9 pounds myself. So Henk’s argument is that The Grobler line is so watered down that the weight factor is irrelevant, and baby-girl will be pure Namakwalander. Typical proud Daddy-to-be. Gotta love him.
So here’s the latest pic of baby-girl. (I love sonar pics)
She’s kicking up a storm in my tummy. Can’t feel it from the outside yet though. That’ll probably change soon.
Also, her name is a secret until birth. Not even the Grannies know what it is. Not that they’re not hinting. Feel free to leave suggestions if you have any. So far, my mind is set on what I have.
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That’s what I’ll do to the next person that asks me: “Already?” – I’ll smack them upside the head.
An acquaintance asked me how I was feeling (this was about 2 months ago), so I replied that I was feeling nauseous. Already? I wanted to smack her upside the head. Yes, already. I have a right to feel woozy if my body is not used to being pumped full of hormones.
Another friend asked me how I was feeling. I told her that my boobs were tender and I swear that my areolas had gotten bigger. Already? Smack.
Now, when people ask me how far I am in my pregnancy, I reply 16 weeks. They ask if I’ve felt the baby kicking yet. No. Not Yet? Smack you too.
Here’s a morsel of advice to all new mothers out there. ALL pregnancies are different. The fundamentals stay the same, but your mileage may vary. Some might be lucky never to experience morning sickness; others give new meaning to projectile vomiting. Some experience headaches, others suddenly have low blood pressure.
All I’m saying is: you can’t stop other people giving you advice on how to handle or what to expect during your pregnancy – but you can choose what to believe and what to file under miscellaneous.
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