...38 lbs... and two months to go!
Since my first pregnancy I've stared in wonder when I read about women who gain the standard "20-25 lbs" that most of my pregnancy books recommend. I'd lost nearly that much when I left the hospital three days after giving birth! I guess that was a combination of giving birth to an almost ten pound baby and being on a clear liquid diet for the nearly 72 hours that followed (I really think someone forgot about me when they carted me down to pediatrics because they didn't have enough beds up in the OB wing, because they'd promised me days earlier that I was ready for solids!). It did take me a full 12 months to get all the way back to my pre-pregnancy weight, but I was within 10 lbs of it for six months before I finally reached it.
As the nurse and I ran through the checks I did come to the conclusion that this pregnancy has been much easier than the other. With Sadie my legs were gigantically swollen half the time. This time around I took off one of the rings I usually wear during the first trimester, but other than that I haven't even noticed anything. And my blood pressure has been back down for a while 115 over 62. Added to the fact that my almost non-stop contractions were just about to start at this point in the last pregnancy (over a month of contractions... yuck...) and this time around is feeling like a walk in the park. At least that's what I'm telling myself when I'm feeling the general aches and pains of the third trimester.
Maggie Rose's heartbeat was 140 and when the doctor measured the height it was 32 cm. I asked her if she could tell which direction the baby was laying, because all the movement I feel are all the way out on my sides, and I can tell at least that Maggie's head is no longer wedged up under my rib cage. She said that she is head down now, but that her feet are all the way over on my right side, while her butt is all the way over on the left. I spent a bit of time wondering how long she must be if that's true, because the distance across my stomach isn't exactly small! I can hardly wait to find out!
This was the first appointment that Paul hasn't been to in a while, which is why, I imagine, the doctor slipped in this question: "I can't remember if we talked about it already, but are you going to want a tubal with the c-section?"
No. No I'm not.
It did make me wonder how many women make that decision on their own, while hormonal and pregnant, without discussing it with their families. The achingly painful third trimester just doesn't seem like the best time to make such a permanent decision. It seems like a time to make a choice that you might regret later...