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How far along? 30 weeks! Out of the double digits and into the home stretch! Holy sh*t….
Baby’s size: According to TheBump.com, I now have a baby the length of a cucumber in my belly (15.2 to 16.7 inches long), who weighs about 2.5 to 3.8 pounds. I would love to know his exact weight right now – of course I feel like he’s on the higher end, but let’s be real: that could just be all the butter croissants I’ve been consuming rather than the baby.
Total weight gain: Sneaky midwives switched their scale!!! When I went in last Tuesday for my check-up I was, according to this new scale, down two pounds! Which is honestly, completely impossible. Not even a chance that could have happened. This baby has gone through a growth spurt, and so have I. There’s no WAY I lost weight!! So what did I do?? I shlepped to my parent’s place, where I have also been weighing myself on their scale, to set the record straight.
According to theirs, I have officially gained 21.5 pounds, up 2.5 in 2 weeks. SEE!? I knew it.
FUN FACT: Bee also had a weigh-in at her doctor on Tuesday, and she is also up 2.5 pounds since her last appointment.
Three months ago.
Maternity clothes? Yes, yesyesyesyes. Although! Amongst the flurry of nesting activity that’s been happening over here I did unearth one of my favourite, old t-shirts, which isn’t maternity and magically fits!! That made my day, especially since only moments before I discovered I could no longer squeeze my largest pair of maternity jeans over my butt.
Best moment this week: Well I’d have to say the best moment over the last two weeks was finding out that I do NOT have gestational diabetes. I of course celebrated with a donut.
Another great moment – and it may sound strange to classify it as a great one – was Bee getting her first real knee-scrape and, subsequently, her very first Bandaid. There are two reasons I will remember that evening fondly. The first being that she is now, in my mind, officially a rough-and-tumble little kid. A kid who runs her ass off, free as a bird, who’ll fall down and scrape herself up and probably cry and come running back. But who will also soon learn to pick herself back up, and just keep on running. That’s what my husband and I kept saying to her after she fell, that “everyone falls! Then everyone gets up and keeps going!” She really liked hearing that, that she was in the company of everyone else in the whole wide world, and she proceeded to name off everyone she knows, stating that hey, they fall too, “Daddy falls, too! Mommy falls, too! Grannie falls, too? Okay! Uncle Jay falls, too! YAY!”
The second reason this memory is such a lovely one for me, is because I got to see my husband tend to Bee’s wound… like a DAD. You know what I mean?? Like, in the most caring, tender, yet matter-of-fact way. He didn’t coddle her, but he was sensitive to the fact that it was sore. And he walked her through the steps of cleaning it off, putting on the “Poly” (Polysporin), followed by the Bandaid. He even put one on himself and told her that every time he had to change hers, he’d change his as well, so she could see how brave you can be, even when you’re hurting!
There’s nothing better than those moments: seeing your partner be a really amazing parent. SWOON.
Miss Anything? If you’ve been following along you’ll know what I miss more than anything.
(if you’re just checking in, I’ll give you a hint: it’s BOOZE.)
Movement: YES. I don’t know if this will change over the next 10 weeks – my midwife told me, and from what I remember with Bee, since he’s getting bigger and has less room to bounce around, the feeling of the movement will start to change. Like, what was kicks and punches before will soon be rolling and elbows and knees protruding… weird, “ALIEN”-esque type stuff!
Food cravings: Just all of it, please. All of the food. In the WORLD. Once again, I am FAMISHED. All the time!! My sushi cravings are back, as well as for burgers, bagels, ice cream, noodles, my beloved Vegemite – anything in a huge, greasy portion that is probably bad for me, I’ll take TWO of, thankyouverymuch!
What’s different though, is that I’m also starting to crave veggies!! For the first time in the entire pregnancy, I can stomach the thought of broccoli. And cauliflower, which was actually the hardest thing for me to even think about eating! Maybe it’s because of all the gorgeous produce that’s in season now: crunchy green beans, fresh, sweet English peas, corn is starting to come in as well as delicious, juicy cherry tomatoes (not exactly a vegetable I know, but incredibly palatable again). Of course the fruit is turning my head, too. Bee and I go through at least four punnets of fresh, Ontario strawberries a week! Plus we’ll have raspberries and blueberries, watermelon and apples and mango. I found some luscious kiwis the other day which were gone five minutes after getting them home.
Maybe I’ll make up for not eating “the healthiest” through this pregnancy by maintaining this fresh food consumption over the next two months…
Anything making you queasy or sick: Nope. Well, that new show The Strain had a gross scene that made me leave the room. Does that count?
Symptoms: Yew, boy. Okay, I’m just going to list them, point form styles:
- Swollen feet – my fabulous Coach shoes are starting to feel tight. *SOB*
- Lower back pain – mostly shooting down either side of my upper hip down through my butt. It stops me in my tracks at random times: when I’m walking; sleeping; breathing; living.
- What I like to call “swamp mouth” – I have no idea what causes this, but – and I’m sorry, this is really gross – I can never seem to get my mouth feeling clean! No matter how often I brush my teeth or gargle with Listerine, it tastes like rotting food is wafting off my tongue. In fact, mouth wash just seems to make it worse! I’ve tried lemon water, salt water, hot water, cold water. I’ve tried eating “crisp, fresh” foods like cold cucumber, grapes and watermelon… but NOTHING WORKS!! If anyone knows what I’m talking about, and how on earth I can get a little relief from it, I’d LOVE to know!!
- The Witching Hour – not that I’m sleeping well to begin with, but without fail I will practically bolt upright at 3am and not be able to get back to sleep for at least an hour. It’s actually one of my more productive times in the day: I catch up on emails, check Instagram, read the news… it’s not as bad as it sounds, really.
- Restless Leg Syndrome – you know, that feeling of bugs crawling around just under the surface of your skin, contained to my lower legs just below the knee. This usually starts right after I put Bee to bed, when I’m wanting to finally put my feet up and relax. There are two things that relieve this horrible feeling: 1) marching on the spot for as long as I can before the Braxton Hicks take me down, and 2) blasting cold – and I’m talking ice cold water over my legs, until they are numb and I can barely walk. After that, I’m good to hit the sack… and roll around not being able to get comfortable until 3am comes and I just get up anyway.
Belly Button in or out?
Looking forward to: Having the baby! Not just because I’m totally OVER being pregnant (oh man, sorry, but I totally am), but because lately I’ve been seeing glimmers of “Big Sister Bee” in everything she does – it’s almost like her mothering instincts are kicking in too. She’s been much more cuddly with her toys, tucking them into bed and singing the lullabies I sing to her every night. Hearing her warble Twinkle Twinkle Little Star in her little voice to her bug-bowling pins, lined up under a tea towel, is enough to bring a tear to my eye. Knowing that she’s going to love her little brother, even if it takes a while for her to adjust (which we’re prepared for), makes me excited to get this show on the road!
Are you pregnant? I’d love to know how it’s going with you!
My 28 Weeks Pregnant vlog, featuring a special guest towards the end.
How far along? 28 weeks, officially in the third trimester! Holy sh*t…..
Baby’s size: Pelé is now the size of a large eggplant and still around 1.5-2.5 lbs. I kinda feel like he’s been through a growth spurt, which is why I was feeling queasy the other week. That’s all gone now though, back to eating like a horse. A massive, hungry horse whose appetite cannot be satiated with mere single portions alone. Give me two of everything or give me your heart on a plate…
….woah. That got dark really fast. Sorry about that. I get super hangry these days. Just a warning.
Total weight gain: 19 pounds, so I was one pound off from my guess of 20! But really that’s only because I didn’t eat breakfast before my glucose test. If I had had my usual oatmeal/scrambled eggs/toast/sneaky croissant slipped into my purse I would have been over 20 for sure, forsureforsure.
Maternity clothes? Yes… except for the bathing suit I had to wear at my in-laws over the long weekend. I dug and I searched and combed and scanned and tossed and overturned everything in this house, and for the life of me could not find that damned maternity suit I am still convinced I have somewhere!
I’d been dreaming of floating in the pool for weeks, so I had no choice but to sift through the bikinis from my previous lives (because why would I own a ONE PIECE before having kids?! Like, hell-OO!) and pick out the least flimsy, tissue paper-esque, stringy one I had, one with actual support – which was basically this one:
All I’m going to say about squeezing myself into this contraption is that I’m grateful there was only close family there to see it. The end. Moving on.
Best moment this week: Just as I’d hoped, being in the Valley for Canada Day long weekend, hands down. As I mentioned in my 26 week update, we weren’t sure how Bee would take to the pool. Much to our delight though, after a bit of time spent watching everyone else splash around – and possibly a bribe of a pickle (a “pickle bribe”, if you will) – she went in! She was eventually comfortable and happy in the water, and even did some kicking and bubble blowing with Hubs! It was the cutest thing and we have such incredible photos of the day… it was one of my Top 5 Bee Moments, for sure.
Since having her, I’ve imagined Bee as a wild, nudie, hippie baby, running free around my in-laws barefoot and diaper-less… a dream that was realized over the time spent there. Most days the only thing on her skin was sunscreen a bit of bug spray, other than that she was free as a bird; nekkid as the day she was born. It was amazing to see how natural she was in that environment, and I really hope we can get back there again sometime this summer before Pelé comes.
Miss Anything? Still boooooooooze. It’s really, REALLY hard being the only one not enjoying a glass of wine or a delicious frosty beer, especially in the Valley. Sitting in the gazebo enjoying the breeze, listening to the cicadas and just being still with everything around me – what goes better with that than alcohol, I ask you?!
With Bee I managed to convince myself that President’s Choice Red Brew De-Alcoholized Beer tasted exactly like the Muskoka Brewery Mad Tom… LIES! All lies. This time around, it tastes like bath water. Or swamp water. Or worse: just really bad beer. I’m allowing myself little sips here-and-there of Hubs’ pints whenever we’re out, but I’m just not one of those pregnant women who is comfortable drinking her own. I wish I was, GOD! I wish I was! I always thought I would be. But, alas, just the faint taste of a delicious IPA on my lips is what I settle for, and will for the next 12 weeks.
Movement: YES. Pelé is trying to knock my laptop off my belly as I type this, and coming very close to succeeding. I’m going to try and get a video of it….
Food cravings: Everything bad for me. Ice cream, especially. And chicken wings. Oh my God, chicken wings… I could eat a dozen right now, I’m telling you.
Anything making you queasy or sick: Not this week, thankfully. Or, maybe… not thankfully? If you watch the vlog you’ll hear about my glucose test hiccup – as it turns out I’d probably be better off with aversions to the junky foods which I hold so dear. UGH.
Gender: Boy. Still a boy. And even if I didn’t know that he was a boy I would definitely suspect it, since everything about this pregnancy is totally different from the last. Especially the way he kicks and wiggles and worms around, getting all his little limbs jammed everywhere under everything- exactly what I’d expect from a mischievous little boy.
Symptoms: Lower. Back. Agony. Sometimes I have trouble rolling over or sitting up in bed, that’s how bad it is. And I’m not someone who ever had general aches and pains before getting pregnant – before having Bee I was in really good shape, rocking tissue paper bikinis and actually wanting to show off my legs, and now… I huff and puff going up stairs and hate pants and want to wear long dresses and skirts all the time. And I have back pain. LOWER back pain, which for some reason I imagine to be worse than just back pain.
Seriously, my next project is to find a good acupuncturist, one who specializes in easing prenatal discomfort. If anyone can recommend one in the GTA, hollah at me, PLEASE.
Thank you in advance!
Belly Button in or out? NEXT.
Looking forward to: Getting my back sorted out – hopefully I’ll be able to find an acupuncturist and get an appointment made before my 30 week update, so I can let you all know how it goes!
Not really looking forward to the second round of glucose testing per se, but hoping the results come back negative so I can go back to eating ice cream guilt-free! I’ll keep you posted on that!
Author and blogger Madeleine Somerville will be featured every Monday for 4 weeks starting July 14th on my #ASKAMAMA series! The questions are in and filming starts soon! A teaser will be up next weekend, so stay tuned for that!
Hope you guys are liking this version of the bi-weekly update! Would love to hear your thoughts!