Sometimes I have far too much that I want to write about, but I get stressed at the thought of having to pare it all down into one cohesive post. I’d like to ramble more about a given subject, but I know if I don’t get my thoughts out, I’ll just keep them stored up in the back of my mind until one day they disappear.
Plus, I don’t want to bore people who read this.
So I figured I’d just do a quick overview of what’s been going on and see where it leads…
First of all, as of today, I have exactly SIXTY days left before my due date! *gasp!*
That seems impossibly short considering all that I still have left to do. I mean, I haven’t finished painting the nursery (I just HAD to go and be creative and start a wall mural), despite every baby book telling me I need to have that done THREE MONTHS before baby comes so that the room is clear of all paint fumes! Also, I haven’t taken a single antenatal class yet. I don’t have a birth plan, even! When the hell do I get that done? Am I meant to write one up myself or should my midwife be helping me??
For godssake, I don’t even have any nappies yet! That’s right! I have bought furniture, clothing, burp cloths and more, but I haven’t bought a single diaper. I r teh unprepared.
Then, on Tuesday, I had quite a scare when I woke up with some pretty rancid tummy pains. Around midafternoon, I went to the bathroom and out came a giant GUSH of BLOOD!
I immediately was on the phone to the hospital trying to figure out what to do, and after a lot of time and worry, it was eventually concluded that my placenta has slightly detached from the uterine wall, probably due to a particularly hard kick by my footballer baby. It seems to be healing now, but I’ve been told in no uncertain terms to not overstretch myself and to remain seated/laying down for the next week as much as possible. Yuck.
Then, today, I decided to weigh myself to see how much weight I’ve gained so far in the pregnancy. My starting weight is somewhat iffy, as I was weighing in on about 7 different scales at the beginning, so I’ve decided to go for the weight that my CURRENT scale recorded as my pre-pregnancy weight.
Then I went to a lovely online calculator and this is what it told me:
Your Pregnancy Weight Gain Calculator Results
Pre – Pregnancy Weight Stats Weight 165 lbs. Height 5 ft. 8 in. BMI (Body Mass Index) 25 Weight Status average Current Weight Stats Weight 179 lbs. BMI (Body Mass Index) 27 Weeks Pregnant 31 Total Weight Gained 14 lbs.
Where Do I Stand With My 14 lb Weight Gain?
Based on your pre-pregnancy weight of 165 lbs., we calculated your BMI to be 25, which is considered average according to the Institute of Medicine of the National Academies. This week you should weigh between:
185 and 187 lbs
You are 6 pounds under the lower end of of your target weight range. During your first trimester, you should gain between 2 and 4 lbs.. Thereafter, you should be gaining 1 lbs. per week until the end of your pregnancy.
At full term (40 weeks pregnant) you should weigh between:
190 and 200 lbs
Total Target Weight Gain: 25 to 35 lbs.
BAH! So now I feel more guilty for not being fat enough, despite feeling like a beached whale.
In other (more fun!) baby news, Mark and I finally paid off the big order we put in to Mamas and Papas recently. So we should be on course for an early January delivery date of our cot, dressing table, pram, carseat and accessories.
And, in even BETTER news, I got a GREAT deal on the changing bag I’ve been LUSTING after ever since I first got pregnant! At well over £100, I knew I couldn’t justify the price, but I have to admit that I’ve been somewhat disappointed, as it was the only thing that I felt really passionately about.
So imagine my absolute ecstasy when I jogged on over to Pink Lining and found that my bag was on sale for only £52.50!!! I immediately put in an order and it arrived only two days later. Score!
Forgive the poor quality of photos. Suffice it to say that this bag is everything I hoped it would be. It’s REALLY sturdy and just so beautiful. And it has room for EVERYTHING, with lots of pockets and clips and more! I love it!
As Christmas is just around the corner, Mark and I have obviously been busy preparing for our first and last Christmas with just the two of us. We’ve been gift buying, decorating (well, HE has been decorating… I’ve been mostly sitting around eating frosting with a spoon) and generally getting into the Christmas spirit.
And lovely man that he is, one of my Christmas presents came in the form of a night out in London! My personal superman hooked us up with two tickets to Tim Minchin Live at the O2!!
And while our seats could only be described as being in the Nosebleed Section, the show was absolutely amazing. He performed with a full orchestra, redoing some of his classic songs, as well as creating new ones which left us breathless with laughter. As always, I am in awe of this man and would like to one day meet him in person to tell him so. 😀
I had thought I would put up a full review of the show, but being honest, I don’t have the energy. Suffice to say that Tim was great, but the arena and facilities left a LOT to be desired… not least because despite being IN the O2 arena, owned by O2, I had no service on my O2 network phone! How’s that for irony!? (Mark and other folks around me had no trouble on other networks, btw.)
The only annoyance of the evening was that getting home was a lot more trouble than getting there. When 10,000+ people leave at the same time and most of them are headed back on the underground, it can cause a lot of problems. So North Greenwich Station was employing crowd control tactics (meaning, they were locking the doors every time they let a few hundred people through). As such, Mark and I (and my big swollen belly) were left outside in the cold at 10:30 PM, crushed in a giant throng of people, awaiting our turns to catch a train back to Paddington and then on to home.
In the end, it was just around 1 AM when we finally got back to our humble abode. And poor Mark had to work the next morning!
I guess that pretty much covers the last few days. Not much left to say except how happy I am that it’s Friday and Mark will be home for the next two days to cuddle me as much as I want. And believe me… I want it a lot.