More math for this week: If 37 weeks is considered full-term, and I have completed Week 33, then there's just 4 weeks or 1 month until I am full term! Exciting and scary! Diego didn't make it to full term; he was 3 days off. Could it be possible that I'll have a little rugrat in my hands by the end of this month instead of by the end of next month? Only the future knows for sure!
I took things slow this week, still trying to recuperate from my cold. I think my laid back, calm mood this week reflects well with this week's Pinterest-inspired maternity photo.
That's not to say that not much has happened. I've reflected and come to terms with being on the gestational diabetes tract again. At the beginning of this week I was pitying myself and blaming everyone (especially the doctor) for making me go through this, and I was a little rebellious with my eating. Then I snapped back to reality and remembered that this is all for the baby's sake, and I
I also realized that I need to come to terms with the possibility of a c-section during this pregnancy. I did not have one with Diego, and quite frankly they scare the bejesus out of me, even though they are so common. I was chatting with a woman in the ladies' bathroom at work and we got onto her son's birth story which included a c-section delivery. That's when I realized that a c-section is always a possibility and you never know what type of emergency could occur during the final hour. Although I have no plans to have one, I need to be ready to accept one if it is absolutely necessary.
Ever heard of the disease/addiction called Pica where people eat rocks? Well, I'm not THAT bad, but lately I wish I could eat detergent, fabric softener, or soap after sniffing the delicious laundry or taking a shower. Of course I know that detergent tastes NOTHING like how it smells, but WHY IS THAT? Why does it have to be such a tease?
Belly measured at 41" this week: huge!
Linea Negra (Brown line on the tummy) darkened this week to my surprise. It's a little late in the pregnancy!