Happy Thanksgiving Eve!
I had a pretty busy work week, but have been feeling more normal since our excitement last week, so it wasn’t too much to handle.
My followup appointment after our hospital visit was pretty uneventful; nothing has changed (that I’m aware of), which seems to be good enough for them. They’re just going to watch me a little more closely, and advised that I drink lots of water, take frequent breaks, and no hanky-panky for awhile (or as fellow blogger Caitlin calls it, “The Horizontal Polka”).
I always heard that sex can encourage labor to start, but I figured it was kind of a wive’s tale. Well, those in the medical profession take that little “fun fact” very seriously, as evidenced by the number of times I had to answer questions about my…history. Anyway, it was my midwife who explained why. Apparently, proglastin, a hormone found in semen, is so effective at getting things going, they use it medically to stimulate labor (proglastins, not semen…gross).
Anyway, I’m done talking about sex and its associated products, and am struggling to find a way to segue into this next bit. I’ll just get right into it: 30 weeks is a big milestone (in my mind anyway), as it kicks off the “single digits” week countdown. Here are a few interesting tidbits about my 30th week of pregnancy:
- Hiccups. All the little kicks, stretches, and jabs are fun (if not a wee bit uncomfortable), but I can never really tell what’s going on. Hiccups, though, are undeniable. I love knowing something specific about what he/she’s up to. More than “the baby’s awake,” or “the baby’s fiesty.” There’s just something so sweet about being able to say “the baby has hiccups!” and seeing the look on my husband’s face as he feels them, too. And when the baby is positioned just right, it almost looks like I have the hiccups because my belly shakes with each one!
- Inflation. These past few weeks, my body’s started packing on the “baby fat.” Mostly in my butt and thighs. I’m thankful to know that this is not only normal, but a biological necessity as my body gears up to become a food source for a hungry little human. I just try to look at as an awesome work of nature, and not just getting fat.
- Appetite. Prrrrobably has some connection to the point above. But I can’t get enough to eat lately! I have to say that this is well-timed with the holidays. I’m been dreaming of tomorrow’s Thanksgiving feast (which lasts all day long) the same way children dream of opening presents on Christmas morning. I’ve been craving turkey for weeks, so let’s just say I hope Grandma got a big bird this year!
Alright kids, it’s time for me to go to bed. I’ve got to be rested for the marathon of eating (and socializing, of course) that will be happening tomorrow! Happy Thanksgiving!