In what seems like 'no time at all' we've reached the point of weekly check ups, odd sleeping hours and permanently swollen ankles... My ticker (how physiological does that sound?) says that our duPie is about 50cm long now, weighing around 3kg and almost ready for his or her arrival.
My doctor had a good laugh at my last check up, telling me that we weren't likely to find anything on the lighter side of the 3kg mark, this time around! (And I am pretty sure that I believe him...)
Looking back over the last 36 weeks, I discovered that very early on in the process, this had to become a 'routine pregnancy'. By that term I'm not referring to the hum-drum happenings of prenatal practises, but rather, that in order to cope with a growing belly, a heap of housework, peak season at work and a toddler's tricks...I had to create a routine.
As we head into the final stretch (ha ha ha!) the schedule may start to give way to 'I just can't get around to that or 'we must get that ready right now'. I am most concerned about how we spend the last of the time that we have as 'just the three-of-us'... And prepare one another for this exciting addition that will change the face of this family forever!
There really is a big difference between a first pregnancy and the next one! I had a good laugh at this:
Swallowing Coins:
1st child: When first child swallows a coin, you rush the child to the
hospital and demand x-rays.
2nd child: When second child swallows a coin, you carefully watch for
the coin to pass.
3rd child: When third child swallows a coin you deduct it from his
allowance!
I also realised at the half way mark that this experience would have so many similar qualities to a first pregnancy, because we'd never been pregnant a second time before! And so while I already had elasticated trousers, vitamin E oil and a couple of new or hardly used babygrows in stock... I could be allowed to feel nervous about our pending arrival too!
In the next post we'll show you around the baby room - Jorja's new favourite hang out spot. In fact, in the mornings she walks straight past us, to see if s/he is laying in the cot already!
My doctor had a good laugh at my last check up, telling me that we weren't likely to find anything on the lighter side of the 3kg mark, this time around! (And I am pretty sure that I believe him...)
Looking back over the last 36 weeks, I discovered that very early on in the process, this had to become a 'routine pregnancy'. By that term I'm not referring to the hum-drum happenings of prenatal practises, but rather, that in order to cope with a growing belly, a heap of housework, peak season at work and a toddler's tricks...I had to create a routine.
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| The vitamins are simply packed into the cereal, for ease of remembering to take them! |
There really is a big difference between a first pregnancy and the next one! I had a good laugh at this:
Swallowing Coins:
1st child: When first child swallows a coin, you rush the child to the
hospital and demand x-rays.
2nd child: When second child swallows a coin, you carefully watch for
the coin to pass.
3rd child: When third child swallows a coin you deduct it from his
allowance!
I also realised at the half way mark that this experience would have so many similar qualities to a first pregnancy, because we'd never been pregnant a second time before! And so while I already had elasticated trousers, vitamin E oil and a couple of new or hardly used babygrows in stock... I could be allowed to feel nervous about our pending arrival too!
In the next post we'll show you around the baby room - Jorja's new favourite hang out spot. In fact, in the mornings she walks straight past us, to see if s/he is laying in the cot already!
getting exciting now. waiting for the photos of the room....
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