It’s been a week of strange events. First, all of the
fire alarms in our apartment building went off and we were evacuated by the
fire department, only to be let back inside 20 minutes later without much
explanation. The next day my hospital went into lockdown after an announcement
that there was an “active shooter” in the building, later to find out that no
one had actually been shot but the gunman. Then on Sunday, a loud cracking
noise made everyone in our church scream and take cover under the pews, although we
soon realized the sound was not gunfire but a woman fainting. In sum, I feared
for my life (and, more importantly, Baby’s!) on 3 different occasions this
week, making me feel rather unsafe in my environment. While I thank God that
nothing tragic actually happened, these random events reminded me how fragile
life is and how protective I already am of this precious little one inside me.
Fortunately, Tom and I also had some fun this week! We
saw Duck Dynasty Live at the Pabst downtown, where we heard Phil, Kay, and Si
Robertson talk about life, marriage, and raising children. It was funny,
wholesome, and enlightening all at the same time – just what we needed after a
somewhat unsettling week. We also had dinner and went to the symphony with some
of my in-laws, which further established our baby’s love for music (who kicked
and squirmed and danced throughout the entire performance).
Plus, Tom and I both got good news this week. For me, it
was a pleasant prenatal checkup that confirmed my blood pressure and weight
gain are right on track, Baby’s heart rate is strong and steady in the 140’s,
and that we are measuring slightly ahead of schedule based on fundal height.
Due to my family history of “maternal macrosomia” (a fancy medical term for
growing big babies), my doctor ordered a fetal growth ultrasound to get an
estimate of birth weight. She doubts the baby will be too big to rule out a
vaginal delivery (knock on wood!), but she wants to know if she’s dealing with an
“80th or 90th percentile
baby” during labor. Can’t wait to get the verdict and see our baby again in a
few short weeks!
For Tom, the good news was regarding his rotation
schedule after the new year. Originally, he was going to start OB/GYN (a very
demanding rotation) soon after our new arrival, but – after months of failed
attempts – he was finally able to switch his schedule so that OB will start in
January instead. This way, he’ll be working at my birth center when I go into
labor (which ensures he will be there right away!), and then he’ll be done with
that rotation shortly after the baby is born; leaving only lighter, less
demanding rotations for afterward. Baby and I will both be so grateful for his
presence during delivery and the weeks/months following of adjusting to life
with a newborn.
Finally, my weekly update tells me that Baby weighs
around 2 ½ pounds now and is about the size of a butternut squash. Her head is
growing bigger to accommodate her developing brain, and her lungs and muscles
are continuing to mature. Baby’s bones are absorbing large amounts of calcium
in this trimester (about 250 milligrams/day!), which explains my newfound,
incessant need for milk. I’ve also been experiencing some new joint pain, leg
cramping, and backaches – but nothing too extreme. I just try to remind myself
that minor aches and pains only signify that Baby is growing bigger and will be
here before we know it! :)
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