12th December 2016 & 19th December 2016
I had an ultrasound this week. I always get nervous before I see his little heart fluttering away. Getting to see him is the best feeling ever. I swear, I would be happy to stare at him every day, all day. I was told that he was a good size and was actually measuring a week ahead of his due date. That means he was in the 76th percentile for his date – he was a big (ish) boy. The hospital was happy. It was obvious that my health issues weren’t hurting his growth.
I actually forgot that we had an appointment with the obstetrician afterwards, so we went to a different area of the hospital. Luckily for us, we got called back through and they fitted us back in the schedule. Whoops. Everyone was happy with his growth. If anything, they were concerned that he was going to be too big. I guess we’ll have to see how this plays out!
I went to my antenatal classes this week. After much delaying.
I knew I was trying to put it off for a reason.
The person running the class was nice enough, as were the people taking the class, but I just felt awkward. I did not like it. At all. I learned a handful of things, but I don’t think it was worth how awkward I felt the whole time. I think part of it had to do with the fact that I was so damn tired. I simply did not have the energy to deal with couples who were happy-happy-joy-joy all the time. I did not want to get up and try bounce balloons around or partake in the activities.
I just wanted to sit and listen. That, however, was not something I got to do. I ended up saying that I was tired (true) and felt sick (also true) so I thought it would be best if I went home.
I think I lasted four hours.
This week was boring. Literally nothing happened.
I sent the rest of my application to the academic board and crossed my fingers. Hopefully it was enough to make sure they let me pass the paper and I could call myself a graduate.
We had Christmas lunch at our place and it was lovely. I even got to have sparkling grape juice and pretend that I was drinking wine. So fancy. I felt almost normal. Almost. There were so many presents. 90% of them for the little nugget. He is so, so spoilt and loved already. It is amazing to see that so many people are excited for his arrival.
I started getting a lot of hand-me-downs from friends and shareholders in the campground and around town. I currently have toys, clothes, books, and shoes everywhere. My room is a bomb site, but I couldn’t be happier. I’m having a great time going through all the stuff and picking through what I will need to use first.
Mostly, I’m just thankful for how generous people are.