I'll admit, I've slacked off. I feel terrible. In my defense, I am way too busy and way too tired to write. I think about writing...all the time actually. I just don't have the time. For those who do not know, I started back to school a couple weeks ago. I signed up and got accepted two days before school. I'm going for my RN license. As a result, I not only have to take classes at night, I have to ace them if I have any hope of getting into the program. Additionally, both of my classes meet once a week from 6:30 - 9:30 and getting to bed at 10:30 is not conducive to getting up at 5am and working all day. This creates an exhausted me two days out of the week, a busy me two days of the week, one day for doctor's appointments, and the last two days to study, study, study. Anyway, right, no time.
But hooray, we passed the 20-week mark! A huge accomplishment in every woman's journey to become a mom. It's the moment when we can go, "whew, halfway done with being an oven". At this stage in her journey, Daisy was about the length of a banana, 10 inches head to heel and she weighed about 10.5oz. We had some concerns this week because at our anatomy scan, the tech said she was measuring smaller than she should have been for her gestational age. This worried me because I know that I've been fighting with trying to keep weight on and I was worried that it was affecting her. I've been making a concerted effort to eat more. It's working but it's really hard.
At the 21-week mark, Daisy was the length of a carrot. She was 10.5 inches from head to heel and 3/4 of a pound. She's been kicking more and more every day. She's particularly active on my drive to work, after lunch, and again late at night. During the last week, week 20, she found my bladder once. This week, she discovered it a few times, one of them at 3am and it woke me up immediately. Fortunately, she hasn't done it since. Here's to hoping she continues to do it only during the day or, better yet, not at all. My trips to the bathroom remain consistent but not markedly increased. This is also the week all my doctors (something like three or four) got together and started me on insulin. I'm incredibly proud of myself for being able to stick a needle in myself three times a day. It still makes me uncomfortable but I'm doing what I have to. Daisy is all the motivation I need.
Yesterday, we hit 22 weeks. This is the last week of the fifth month. Wow. Time is flying. I say that a lot but one of my co-workers was commenting that it's almost the next year. Thinking about it, it's right around four months until Daisy will be here. It's right around the corner. Frightening, exciting, exhilerating. This week, Daisy is about the length of a spaghetti squash. She's about 11inches long and almost a full pound. She's growing by leaps and bounds. We went in for another anatomy scan on Tuesday and the tech said she measuring right on track. All that eating gave her a boost. Unfortunately, she was extremely uncooperative. She faced my spine the whole time and hid behind my belly button. He was able to get a great shot between her legs, confirming, for the third time, she's a girl. He couldn't see her face well enough. So we have another appointment next week to try yet again. I'm okay with this...except for how hard they have to push. They have a really hard time getting the shots they need with her positioning.
I think my belly has grown a bit in the last week. I know that last week we had gained another 1/4 sheet of toilet paper. We were 12 1/2 sheets last week, this week, we are...12 1/2 sheets. I was certain I had added more of a belly. Working Man and I have pretty well figured out that this is probably more because the weight from my back, has been moving forward. So I'm not adding anything overall. My belly is definitely more firm which makes me feel more pregnant. My feet get tired at work but the exercise is still important even though I need to keep weight on. Tight rope, walk the tight rope.
That's all for now. I haven't scanned the ultrasound pictures yet. When I do, I'll pop them up here. You know...when I have time. I have a quiz next week and an exam the week after and a research paper to put together with a partner. So...it might be around Daisy's first birthday that you'll see the ultrasound.
Just kidding...maybe not.
FFR
