10th October 2016
Woohoo – halfway! This was probably the most exciting part of the whole week. Sorry to disappoint.
Twenty weeks is a huge milestone. Part of me is finding it hard to believe that we’re halfway already. I mean, how did we get here?! This pregnancy is zooming by. It feels like I found out that I was pregnant only yesterday. Someone slow this down. I have a feeling I’m going to miss being pregnant once he’s here!
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.