Me and my fat baby
So I seem to have hit another wall in my 2010/2011 updatey thing. Namely that I get to "aims for 2011" and get stuck at Number 1: Give birth in April. How can I have any other plans or goals for the year when that is my opener? Firstly because, well, how exactly do I top bring a new little person into the world?! And secondly because I am knocked dumb by the thought that as of April, my life as we know it is going to change forever. Please don't get me wrong, I cannot wait for it to change forever, but I find myself wondering if it's really realistic to write goal such as finish my secretarial qualifications, pick up my French again or sort out the garden. Perhaps I should change those to get dressed by midday each day and always check for baby sick on my top before leaving the house?
On the subject of babies (err, have I even been off it?) I am 25 weeks pregnant tday - where exactly have the last 25 weeks gone?!! - and had another fetal medicine appointment last week for a detailed heart scan on babe-atronic. They've pretty much given me the all clear now! They can't rule out everything but I am now at no more risk of there being any heart problems than the average pregnancy! After everything that we've gone through since that first diagnosis of a high Nuchal Fold, I really cannot quite believe this. The hospital have decided to keep me under consultant care but within the ante-natal clinic, not as a fetal medicine patient so things really are starting to relax.
The only thing that did come out of this scan was that baby is measuring bigger than average at the moment. Not off the chart exactly, but pretty near the top of it! To be 'on the safe side' they want me to have a glucose tolerance test next week to check I don't have gestational diabetes as that can be one cause of bib babies. Of course, it's more likely that I just have a big ol' baby gestating in there. Now, I've said 60 kajillion times that I don't care about anything as long as baby is healthy, and I mean that most emphatically but could I just edit that slightly to say "healthy and PLEASE DEAR GOD UNDER 10 LBS!" Big babies don't run in my family but there have been some big-ish ones on Matt's side (although he was a much more acceptable 8lb he was also three weeks early!) and my little one is currently a week and a half ahead of dates. The glucose test is a fasting one, and I have to go from 10pm the night before until after the second set of blood tests the next day at 11am approx without eating or drinking anything other than water (apart from the gross gross glucose drink) which could be interesting as I am feeling the need to eat like the Hulk at the moment.
(sidenote: Matt is obviously being the most supportive husband in the world, and is in no way constantly referring to our developing progeny as "fat baby".)
Oh, before I go, I actually thought of something not-baby to say - I'm going to see David Tennant and Catherine Tate in Much Ado About Nothing this summer! At risk of sounding like an out and out geek, Much Ado is one of my favourite Shakespeare's and I haven't seen it performed in about fifteen years. It's costing a blinking fortune, but is going to be my thirtieth birthday present. On my actual thirtieth, I will have an approximately five to seven week old baby so probably won't feel like painting the town red so we've deferred things to August, booked Matt's mum for the day to babysit and are running away to London for a matinee and posh lunch. Hurrah!
On the subject of babies (err, have I even been off it?) I am 25 weeks pregnant tday - where exactly have the last 25 weeks gone?!! - and had another fetal medicine appointment last week for a detailed heart scan on babe-atronic. They've pretty much given me the all clear now! They can't rule out everything but I am now at no more risk of there being any heart problems than the average pregnancy! After everything that we've gone through since that first diagnosis of a high Nuchal Fold, I really cannot quite believe this. The hospital have decided to keep me under consultant care but within the ante-natal clinic, not as a fetal medicine patient so things really are starting to relax.
The only thing that did come out of this scan was that baby is measuring bigger than average at the moment. Not off the chart exactly, but pretty near the top of it! To be 'on the safe side' they want me to have a glucose tolerance test next week to check I don't have gestational diabetes as that can be one cause of bib babies. Of course, it's more likely that I just have a big ol' baby gestating in there. Now, I've said 60 kajillion times that I don't care about anything as long as baby is healthy, and I mean that most emphatically but could I just edit that slightly to say "healthy and PLEASE DEAR GOD UNDER 10 LBS!" Big babies don't run in my family but there have been some big-ish ones on Matt's side (although he was a much more acceptable 8lb he was also three weeks early!) and my little one is currently a week and a half ahead of dates. The glucose test is a fasting one, and I have to go from 10pm the night before until after the second set of blood tests the next day at 11am approx without eating or drinking anything other than water (apart from the gross gross glucose drink) which could be interesting as I am feeling the need to eat like the Hulk at the moment.
(sidenote: Matt is obviously being the most supportive husband in the world, and is in no way constantly referring to our developing progeny as "fat baby".)
Oh, before I go, I actually thought of something not-baby to say - I'm going to see David Tennant and Catherine Tate in Much Ado About Nothing this summer! At risk of sounding like an out and out geek, Much Ado is one of my favourite Shakespeare's and I haven't seen it performed in about fifteen years. It's costing a blinking fortune, but is going to be my thirtieth birthday present. On my actual thirtieth, I will have an approximately five to seven week old baby so probably won't feel like painting the town red so we've deferred things to August, booked Matt's mum for the day to babysit and are running away to London for a matinee and posh lunch. Hurrah!