I’m happy to announce that Charlotte Rose Ruiz arrived yesterday at 11:57 am! She weighed 7 lbs, 6 oz and is 20 inches long. I woke up to contractions around 4:45 am, and woke up Jose around 6. We were at the hospital by 7. A few hours later, she was here! I’ll write more next week, but we are all healthy and happy and looking forward to going home tomorrow.
Well then. Today I’m 39 weeks pregnant. Since I went into labor with Emma at 38 weeks and 5 days, this is officially the most pregnant I have ever been.
Size of the Baby: Around 7 pounds and 20 inches. Emma was 6 lb 5 oz at birth and since I’m going longer this time, I’m assuming this little girl will be bigger.
Weight gain/loss: 28 pounds as of yesterday morning.
Maternity clothes: Half of my shirts aren’t really long enough to cover my elastic waistbands anymore. Boo.
Sleep: After enjoying several weeks there of fairly solid sleep, this week hasn’t been the greatest. Some nights I now wake up twice to use the bathroom, and in general I just wake up a lot with an aching hip or for who knows what reason. On the positive side, I have been going to bed earlier so overall I’m doing ok.
Movement: She still wiggles around in there. It’s slower and less jerky but also stronger. Sometimes when she stretches, I feel like my skin can’t possibly expand any more than it already has.
Food cravings: Eating has been hit-or-miss. I get hungry, but a full meal also just makes me feel uncomfortable. I’m not craving anything in particular though.
Best moment this week? Having my mom here! And going over to Jen and Gavin’s last Sunday evening for swimming and pizza — it was super relaxing and we all loved hanging out in their pool.
What I miss: Just feeling normal, I guess. There has been a sharp and definite increase in my level of discomfort over the last 3-4 days, particularly in the afternoons and evenings. Towards the end of the day, I start having what I suppose are Braxton Hicks contractions — not distinct enough to really quantify, but more of a general feeling of tightness and squeezing that is just uncomfortable. Sitting or lying down always helps. (I didn’t have those with Emma.) On Tuesday night I started to wonder if perhaps labor was imminent…but then I went to bed and woke up still pregnant on Wednesday. (And yesterday. And today.)
What I’m looking forward to: Getting this baby out safe and sound! And hopefully soon??
Milestones: I had my weekly doctor’s appointment yesterday and nothing is happening — I’ve been 3 cm dilated for 3.5 weeks now. With Emma, I naively thought I’d make it to my due date. This time, I naively thought she would arrive at the same relative time as (or earlier than) Emma. Dumb, right? But I did, and thus the waiting game is seriously starting to get to me. Yesterday I ended up in tears over what really was a relatively minor frustration. Sigh.
We did talk about inductions. I don’t really want to be induced…but I also don’t want to wait and wait and wait, so we agreed to schedule one for the week of September 7. That Monday is Labor Day, so the earliest it can possibly be is Tuesday the 8th. (I’d be 4 days overdue by that point.) I’ll find out the exact date next week.
Size of the Baby: Still closing in on 7 pounds and 19-20 inches long, aka the size of a leek.
Weight gain/loss: After a while of basically negligible gain through absolutely no attempt to do so, I’ve started gaining again as baby girl packs on weight. I started this pregnancy at 177-178 and this morning I weighed 205 so the current total is 27-28 pounds.
Maternity clothes: So ooooooover them.
Sleep: Still waking up (only) once per night to go to the bathroom, and occasionally waking up with my hip or shoulder hurting. But pretty good, all things considered.
Movement: She’s still poking my hip/groin joint, and it still feels really weird. She also seems prone to make whole body movements that feel pretty awkward, like my entire stomach is dropping over the top of a roller coaster. It’s strange to think that pretty soon she’ll be out, my stomach won’t have a life of it’s own, and I’ll start to forget (again) what it feels like to have someone moving around in there.
Food cravings: Nothing in particular. I’ve been enjoying some really yummy chocolate raspberry frozen yogurt I found at HEB…but I dunno that I would say I’m “craving” it.
Best moment this week? Last weekend I took Emma to a playdate at a friend’s house — they invited Emma and another girl from the daycare class over to hang out in the backyard and splash around in the kiddie pool. We haven’t done a ton of playdates and it was nice, for both Emma and for me! Since then, the week has been kind of slow, which honestly has been kind of nice!
What I miss: You know what? I sat here and thought about it and couldn’t really come up with anything.
What I’m looking forward to: My mom arrives tomorrow! So I’m totally ok with baby girl arriving any time after that, since her being here will be super helpful and eliminate any worry about making sure Emma is in good hands while I’m in the hospital.
Milestones: Baby girl is essentially ready to go and is just spending her time in there hanging out and fattening up. Go baby go! On the home front, her room is…nowhere near complete. But there is a crib and a changing pad, so we’re good to go.
I feel like I’m just waiting, waiting, waiting. I don’t remember feeling this way with Emma, but I think 1) I was more naive and just figured she would arrive within a day or two of her due date and 2) I didn’t really know what I was in for. This time, I feel like I know that there’s a whirlwind coming…and each day I wake up wondering how long this “calm before the storm” period will last. (That analogy makes things sound sort of negative and that’s not my intention, but I can’t think of a better way to put it!)
If I make it past the middle of next week — i.e. farther than I did with Emma — I feel like the “waiting, waiting” feeling will increase tenfold.
Size of the Baby: Just over 6 pounds and 19 inches, or the size of a bunch of Swiss chard (a comparison which helps me exactly zero). She might also have a full head of hair by now! Emma certainly did.
Weight gain/loss: 25-26 pounds, which is actually a bit less than with Emma. I gained weight faster early on, and have been gaining slower here in the last trimester. I think I’m probably more active now than I was at this point last time thanks to the “already have one kid” factor.
Maternity clothes: I’m pretty sure my belly was hanging out of the bottom of my shirt at least once today without me realizing it. So that’s awesome.
Sleep: I need more of it. I wake up once every night to go to the bathroom. That’s about it.
Movement: She likes to push her butt up into my ribcage, and squirm her hands(?) into my hip/groin. The hip/groin thing isn’t an uncomfortable sensation but it’s very weird to feel pressure in that spot from inside my body, and something I don’t remember from last time.
Food cravings: This week I’ve been enjoying cherry frozen yogurt every evening. Mmm.
Best moment this week? This was pretty much the best week at work I’ve ever had, with three awesome things coming my way — a promotion, an award, and the news that I made it through to the next round of the selection process for a leadership program.
What I miss: Being able to get up and down easily. It’s become decidedly more difficult to get up off the couch at home! (I’ve had some slight lower back pain this week too, which is mildly annoying, but nothing horrible.)
What I’m looking forward to: The coming week is looking like it will be fairly uneventful and relaxed, which will be a first in a while. I really could use a “down” sort of week at this point! Of course, now that I’ve said that, something crazy will probably happen…
Milestones: At 37 weeks, I’m kinda/sorta full term, at least by the old definition! (I think they now consider 39 weeks full term?) And in the “better late than never” department, I think we’ve converged on a name for baby girl! I’m going to start using it in my head to make sure it’s good.
This weekend I’m planning to hit up Target for a few final “advance supplies” like newborn diapers and a tub of formula. Those who remember Emma’s early days may remember that I had a lot of issues with breastfeeding. I’m planning to try again with this baby…but I’m also planning to be a lot gentler on myself if the same problems reoccur.