29 week update

It’s beginning to occur to me that after this pregnancy is over, we’ll have a baby to show for our efforts. A baby! A whole new person. I don’t know why it’s so easy to overlook that in these middling stages of pregnancy… denial, anyone?

Been a while, I think, since I’ve posted an update on the Player to be Named Later. Things have been progressing unremarkably, which is exactly what I would have wanted. I’m now officially in the third trimester, with just 11 weeks left until my due date.

You’ll be happy to hear (as I lick chocolate chip muffin crumbs from my fingertips) that I did not, in fact, fail my recent glucose test. Yay! I did score less than perfect on my iron test, though, so I’ll be boosting that with an herbal iron supplement recommended by my midwife. I’m not really surprised on this one. I’ve had problems with anemia on and off through the years.

Although I feel positively ginormous, I’m more or less right on track as far as the fundal height measurement goes at 30 cm. The midwife did rather judiciously allow, however, that I have some extra “tissue” around my stomach. Er, yes, thanks for that, I’m well aware of the extra padding. I’ve gained a rather alarming 30 lbs so far, so it looks like I’ll put on more than the 40 lbs I gained with each of the boys. Sigh.

The Player to be Named Later is an extremely active little thing (that’s a sign of a placid baby, right? please?) and the boys have both had a chance to feel him moving. Tristan especially seems entranced by this and likes to lay with his cheek against my belly waiting for movement.

Simon has come a long way from his insistence that “but I don’t want a baby brother!” as well. I picked him up from nursery school the other day and he told me he had made many paintings that day, one for Mommy and one for Daddy, one for Tristan, one for Katie (the dog) and Tiny (the cat) and one for his new baby brother. It’s only one of the ways the boys seem to have fully integrated the idea of their future baby brother into the family already – how adorable is that?

And remember that maternity t-shirt from Lee? Best! Maternity Shirt! Ever!! The boys absolutely LOVE when I wear it.

It’s the face over the belly they love. I tell them that the baby is bald like Tristan was, with a curlicue just like Simon’s curls, so he’s just like the best of both of them. Tristan drew a picture of himself and me riding a camel with our lightsabers (!) the other day, and he made sure to point out that he’d drawn me wearing my “baby face” t-shirt.

I only hope they adapt as well to the actual baby as they have to the idea of the baby. Baby! Can you believe it, there’s actually another baby coming at the end of all of this!

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