30: 75% of 40
30 weeks. This past week has been so full of ups and downs. There’s been lots of good news and difficult news, which I wanted to write about but maybe in a different post. But having a nice big, round ‘3’ seems good. I assume it’s the last time the number at the front of how many weeks I am will change, so that’s scary and exciting.
Work is still uncertain. In theory this organisational review will be completed by the end of the month, however as they hasn’t finalised the process or started any of the information gathering for it, I doubt it will be. I meant to talk to my OB about when I should stop working last time I saw him, but as I was so worried about my cervix I completely forgot. However according to HR rules I should have already informed my manager in writing about when I’ll be going. Just going by when another friend and patient of Warren is doing, I have told him my last day is likely to be 20 July (when I hit 36 weeks). Unfortunately my OB is on leave this week, so I’m seeing another one (Lisa Turner). Hopefully she’ll be happy to recommend when I should stop working and give me the paperwork I need. Assuming I still have a job then.
No change in the lack of sleep area! Need to wake up and flip over onto other side because hips hurting = yes. Need to wake up to drink water during the night = yes. Need to wake up to go to the loo = yes. Often awake between 3 – 6 am = yes.
My hormones gave me a bit of a respite. I had about a week when I didn’t feel alternately weepy and rage-y. Then Monday afternoon I had a meeting with someone off site. It was actually with a child health nurse; I’m putting in an interface for the service that checks mums and bubs at regular intervals. I started the meeting, and suddenly was crying. I didn’t feel upset – I actually started laughing. But I’ve never been so earnestly asked if I needed a cup of tea! How embarrassing. Hopefully the hormones settle back down and aren’t ramping up for more fun!
But all-in-all I’ve not been too bad physically. Yes, I’m exhausted. Yes, I’m beginning to feel the weight in my legs and my pelvic floor. But I’ve not had any swelling or back pain. Sparky moves fairly often, and I love that. I don’t know what comes next or how to deal with it, so at this point I’d be happy if he just stayed inside forever. This is the closest I’ve been to actually enjoying him.
Not that I’m without fears; I had such a vivid and horrible dream a few mornings ago. I dreamt I’d just given birth to Sparky, and the nurses had Blobby there too. They were showing me Blobby – he looked exactly as he had last time I saw him, in the same position etc – and I kept asking how Little Spark was – was he alive? Was he OK? Could I see him? But they kept showing me Blobby and commenting how great it was Sparky got to twice Blobby’s age. I miss Blobby very much.
What I am taking:
- Blackmores Pregnancy & Breast-Feeding Gold 2 x daily
- Low dose aspirin daily (OB said I’ll stop taking it sometime in the 3rd trimester)
- Vitamin D
- 10 June: Next OB appointment (but with Lisa Turner instead of my normal OB)
- 13 June: Queen’s Birthday holiday
- 22 June: 32 weeks (the earliest I can give birth at my preferred hospital)
- 16 July: Antenatal class
- 19 July: Doctor’s session
- 17 August: 40 weeks