24 days to go until my due date. I'm feeling rather big and slow. Last time I went to see the doctor, he said the baby was about 2 kg 900. This comes with an error margin of nearly half a kilo, but on the 3D echo we could see the face of a non-skinny baby. We have been told we can expect a 4 kg baby perhaps, if he comes on time.
The heat is too much. I can't move very well because of the summersaults on top of my bladder already, but the heat just makes me stop altogether. Babes showed me (again) why he is the best husband in the world today when he took the children out of the house leaving me to sleep through the hottest part of the day, naked next to a fan.
My world is becoming tiny. I can see only the house, my family, some chores. I seem to be incapable of looking any further. My lovely sister An, may her clouds be lined with silver and her boots with velvet, has moved house so she now is living closer to me than ever. I feel removed from the whole process. My adorable little brother has a new job, and it took me over a week to phone him to find out how he's getting on. (He loves it.) My self-absorption knows no bounds.
The baby himself is doing great. He is moving about all over the place. He seems to cope with Marie flinging herself at me/him violently whenever I sit/lie on the sofa, which is all the time really. It's no use telling her to be careful for baby - I am her mother and she will fling herself as she pleases. I can't get too cross because the world is hard enough for her to deal with as it is just now. She's being moved into a "big girl's room", potty training, just finished creche, first summer holidays, soon going to school. Her room, bed, buggy and playpen are being stolen by a baby who is still invisible apart from the big bump making her mother malfunction. She is going through a very confusing time, and coping admiringly well. Apart from refusing to sleep and hitting people. So I overcompensate with hugs, extra attention and sweets.
The temperature chart for our part of the world tomorrow is teasing me. To the West of us 22 degrees, to the East 32. We're exactly on the line between the two. I'm wondering who I have to sell my soul to so we end up on the good side of this divide. Please bring on the rain. If it stays this hot until August, I will beg my gynaecologist to get this baby out. I just can't imagine one more kilo of baby kicking my internal organs at this temperature for another month. It can't be done, I tell you. In fact, I'm going to try and visualise the birth every day, and I'm hoping to bring on the birth naturally by the end of the month by sheer force of will and imagination.
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Well, good luck with that. They're stubborn little feckers, though.
ReplyDeleteHere's to being full of baby in the dog days of summer! I hear Germany has been hit with quite the heatwave. I had to search out Belgium on the map again (and it took forever because Europe is not what it once was when looking at the map) and yeah, I bet it's rough. Hang in there. In front of the fan, of course.
ReplyDeleteheat wave, what heatwave? Oh the joys of living in Scotland. Even the hottest summer won't be that bad. So I ridicule people asking me how I cope with the "heat"(I get asked that question, it's unbelievable)- currently 12 degrees or so, that's not heat and it's the one thing that is really just grand. Hope you'll get some of our rain and breeze soon.
ReplyDelete@Jo - I know! I can hope, though, right?
ReplyDelete@All This Trouble - For next time: just find Germany and look to its left.
@cartside - I think you may have just found the one benefit to Scottish summers. I knew there had to be one.
At Elijah's 36 week ultrasound he weighed 6 pounds. He was born at 38 weeks and weighed 10 pounds 14 ounces. Go figure.
ReplyDeleteAgh - when I was pregnant with the Man-Child (now 14) it was one of the hottest summers in Chicago and over 600 people died from heat related things. Horrendous, and he was huge, with a big foot sticking in my right rib cage at all times. Arrghh!
ReplyDeleteNot long to go. Keep smiling.
Our DOB was 08/08/08 and we were remodeling. I feel your pain. I do hope you have air conditioning. Just keep focusing on the end goal, and the sweet baby soon to be in your arms, and be as self absorbed as you wanna be. After all, you are doing the most important job in the world right now.
ReplyDelete24 more days!!!!! so close, but what an eternity with this heat *melt*
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you got to nap naked in front of a fan without child bodies flinging themselves at you!
Sweet Marie! I hope she continues to cope. She sounds like such an big girl now!!
Baby no. 2 was so hard my Gus, but then my cat was pissed at me for 1 and 2 so I just deal with their silent seething hatred...
My third baby was born at the end of September and weighed ten pounds, 2 oz. I have no idea what that is in kilo's. She was born at home and it was hard. All the way from conception to birth. But I did it. And you can too. I spent a great deal of my pregnancy in a spring of cold, cold water. I am glad I never have to do all of that again but I would not give up having done it for all the money in the world.
ReplyDeleteHang in there, sweet woman. Hang in there.
Not long now. Buy yourself a big fan and sit in front of it drinking cold water.
ReplyDeleteWe are having a huge heatwave here but I have to say it helps so much to have airconditioning. I just try not to spend too much time outside....
I was thinking you must be getting close now....hang in there in all this heat and try to put your feet up as much as you can! Bribe your kids to let you sit and chill? I'll do a rain dance and a baby dance for you (though you may remember my bring on the baby dance did nothing for me...)
ReplyDeleteoh, my babe was 2930 when she was born, and I thought that was plenty!
ReplyDeletei spent weeks 8-12 of this pregnancy in the heatwave in germany, no fun. while i didn't have any extra weight to carry around, everything smelt so strongly, i was just going around gagging the whole time. not a pretty sound! and my cheeky little 20months old was mocking me, making gagging sounds on the changing table while i tried to hold back the worst!
hope babe will make an appearance soon, you must be 38 weeks now?