14th October 2016
This week was…uneventful.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m writing this months after the fact and my memory is blurry or because nothing happened. I’m going to blame it on baby brain and just move on from the fact.
I had a midwife appointment this week and we had the standard chat. You know, checking up on my mental health, how prepared I am, answering any questions I have, and monitoring his heart rate for a few minutes. I really look forward to these appointments because I love hearing his little heartbeat. Feeling him kick, roll around, and use my ribs as a jungle gym is cool (for lack of a better word), but hearing his heart beating away is more reassuring than I can ever explain.
My family has a heart condition.
Basically, our hearts are just a bit dodgy, but work fine 99% of the time. My mother and I have an extra heartbeat every ten or so. It sounds strange, but I didn’t know I ‘had it’ until I was seventeen years old. I was sitting on the couch and I could feel my heart slow down slightly then a strong beat. I don’t feel it all the time. It doesn’t hurt, and I don’t feel it when I’m working out or when my heart is under a lot of stress. Part of me listens intently when they’re monitoring his heart. Trying to see if I can hear the ‘strange’ beat. I can’t, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t there. I was supposed to be seeing a cardiology team during my pregnancy, but that has never happened. Yet.
Midwife appointment over, I could move on…back to my pile of university work.
Five assignments to be handed in within the week. It was slight madness for a while. I was convinced that I wasn’t going to hand everything in on time, but I did. That was nothing short of a miracle and surprised me beyond belief. I’m actually doing it! One month and I’ll be a free woman. One assignment and two exams left until my undergraduate career is over!
Can you believe it?
A university graduate.
How far along? 22 weeks.
How big is the peanut? The size of a spaghetti squash. He’s roughly 28cm from head to heel and weighs approximately 450 grams. I’m glad that he’s starting to get bigger because a) he’s healthy, and b) I can blame some of this belly and weight gain on him 😉
Total weight gain/loss? I honestly don’t know. Probably somewhere between 5-6kg.
Maternity clothes? Not yet 🙂 Thanks to my stubbornness.
Sleep? So good. I do occasionally get woken up by a kick or two, but I don’t mind.
Best moment this week? Getting to hear his heartbeat at my midwife appointment.
Symptoms? Just tired. So tired.
Movement? Yep! Getting stronger as well 🙂 Feels like he’s practicing karate on my insides.
Food cravings? Chocolate milk and everything chocolate. So good.
Food aversions? Coffee.
Gender? Still a boy (I think).
Labor signs? Nope 🙂 I am getting a few braxton hicks contractions, but they’re just annoying. Not painful.
Belly button in or out? In.
What I miss? Not having to pee one million times a day
which may or may not be a slight exaggeration.
What I’m looking forward to? Seeing him again in the next ultrasound! 🙂
Bump? It isn’t really a ‘bump’. It’s more a squishy stomach. It is nice seeing it grow though. I’m starting to like this ‘being pregnant’ thing. Say hello to my twenty-two week ‘bump’ 🙂 Courtesy of my iPhone.