Week 28

How on earth are we at Week 28 already? The days seem to be whizzing by and it only feels like yesterday that I was at my first scan and saw a little 6week old blob on the screen, still too small to even see a heartbeat. It still shocks me to think that in just 11 weeks time we will have a new baby in our family! The older children break for Summer this week, and once they’re back to school we’ll have less than 4 weeks to go! Crazy!

In general I am feeling pretty well. Tired, but that’s part and parcel of pregnancy and having young children who run you ragged and a house that needs constant tidying. No weight gain again this week. With the Summer Holidays coming up, I suspect that not much weight will go on with all 3 children at home.

Baby wise, well he is very active! So much more active than what the girls were. J was pretty active, but I don’t feel as big and as uncomfortable as I did with J, which is a blessing. According to the app on my phone, baby is getting more snug in

(don’t I know it!!). He also weighs approx a kilo (2.2lbs) and measures around 38cm from head to heels. He can now blink, he has eyelashes and may even be able to see light that filters through the womb. His brain neurons are developing rapidly and he’s adding body fat in preparation of being born.

These last few weeks will more than likely be spent now just preparing the children for the arrival, and preparing the house. We have all of the big bits we need and I have been buying a few clothes here and there. We’re in the process of saving for our double pushchair too. So, just need to start buying the essentials nappies etc, although I am considering trying out re-usable ones this time. Written down it actually seems like I am more organised than I feel.


Please Think Before You Stare!

Today was a relatively good day to start off with. The children weren’t overly bad this morning, my hospital appointment went well, ran a few errands and then the heaven’s opened as I collected J and K from school and things just seemed to go down hill from there.

We had to pop in to town to pick up J’s new glasses (he snapped his other pair clean in half). I got cut up by another car trying to push in as they decided to get in the left hand turn only lane as they couldn’t be bothered to wait in the queue like everyone else, so I wasn’t in the best of moods anyway. I had calmed down by the time we parked and the kids were behaving, so I thought this should be easy. How wrong was I??

We went to get J’s glasses sorted, and whilst in there I booked K’s eye appointment as she is due a check up. I then needed to just quickly run to Boots to pick up a few things and as J has lost his toothbrush, yet again, had to buy a new one.

I decided to let the children decide which toothbrushes they want, and they both picked little electric ones. I also let J select a new toothpaste as he is very fussy. At this point he had seen a toy car he wanted and I had told him he couldn’t have it, that I wasn’t just going to buy him a toy because he wanted it and that it had to be earned. Well, this went down like a lead balloon. I decided to go and pay and get out of the shop pronto. Whilst I was scanning in my items (only the self service was working!), J came over with toy car in hand crying that he wanted it. Again, I told him he couldn’t, so instead he tried to swipe it through the checkout himself. I managed to pay for the bits I had got, and remove the car from his grasp.

All the time, he was screaming and crying and people were staring at me like I was the worse mother in the world and couldn’t handle her child. As soon as I removed the toy from his grasp he kicked off more. He jumped on my back, punched me then kicked me in the leg. I had to try to leave the shop, pushing the pushchair with A in and have him hanging off me hitting me at the same time. We got outside and I pulled him off my back and walked off.

I did the only thing I can do when he kicks off. I call P for reassurance. Whilst talking to P, J decided that he was going to start kicking the pushchair and the concrete post. Cue stares from everyone walking past, some even glancing back to take a look at the nearly 7-year-old boy throwing a tantrum any toddler would be proud of.

I wanted to die inside. I wanted the ground to swallow me up right there and then. Do you know how embarrassing it is when your child throws a full on tantrum out in public? I mean, toddlers yeah, you accept that that’s what they do, they tantrum and people can sympathise with you. But do you realise how hard it is for a mother to have strangers stare at her whilst her school age child is throwing a tantrum.

You see, even though he doesn’t look it, J is classed as Special Needs and Disabled. To everyone else he looks like he is just a typical boy. There is nothing physically wrong with him. Unfortunately it is all brain related and this is horrid for us as parents. If he looked disabled then perhaps people could understand a bit more and wouldn’t stare. Instead they just think we are unable to control our rowdy child, and with me being pregnant with our 4th baby, it makes me think they are judging me.

The reason for this post, is that I wanted to make you stop and think. Next time you witness and older child having a tantrum in town, please don’t stare at them or the parents. You do not know if that child has underlying issues. It is hard enough for the parent to watch it, they don’t need strangers standing and watching their child tantrum too. Have a little compassion for the ragged looking mum. Just because a child doesn’t look disabled, doesn’t mean they aren’t!

Update: 27 weeks

Today was the day of my Consultant appointment. I didn’t feel great yesterday and baby was kicking away really forcefully. I didn’t sleep well, and had to leave the house with A by 8am to make sure we got to the hospital in time for our 9:05 appointment time. Sods Law had it, that as we had left early, we were 30 mins early for our appointment. I know if we had left any later than we wouldn’t have made it!.

I checked in for my appointment and was given the compulsory urine sample pot. What is it with those pots! Why do they insist on them being so thin? Do they not know how hard it is to try to pee in to one of them things with a huge bump in the way?

Anyway, we sat waiting for a bit, then was called in by the Midwife. She checked my blood pressure and urine sample. All ok thankfully. Then she measured my tummy and listened to baby. She measured me at 29cm. I am only 27wks, so should be around the 27cm mark. She said it could be down to position of baby. I hope so, otherwise I might be growing a baby elephant! I don’t make big babies, so please don’t let me carry one!

Instead of seeing my Consultant, I saw his Registrar. It was the same Registrar as when I was pregnant with A. This lady is amazing, I really like her, so was happy to see her again. She went and spoke to the scanning department and got them to agree to a re-scan at 32wks to check the position of the placenta. The placenta isn’t low-lying, but it wasn’t shown as low at my 21wk scan with A, so the scan at 32wks should be able to just make sure that the placenta definitely isn’t low.

I’m still hoping that they will bring my Delivery Date forward, although deep down I know that they won’t. I just feel like a lard at the moment, and still have 12 more weeks until delivery. Just hope that the remaining weeks are problem free.

Week 27

I’m here. I’m at that gestation where everything started going wrong in my last pregnancy, and I am on edge. I know everything is different this time. The placenta is at the back, not the front and it’s not low-lying, but I can’t help but feel a little apprehensive that things could turn so quickly.

I am seeing my Consultant on Wednesday and will be asking for a re-assurance scan like my Midwife and the Birth Reflections Midwife agree I should have. I just need to make sure that the placenta isn’t moving down again like it did with A. I know it’s very rare to move down anyway, but it’s happened once, so what’s to say it won’t happen again. I also wish I didn’t have to wait until 39 weeks to deliver. I know the reasonings and know it’s better for baby, but I am so anxious and I worry that I won’t get that far. I know to go straight to hospital if my water’s break or I go in to labour so they can deliver me straight away. I just don’t like the thought of the C-Section being a semi-emergency. Oh well, not much I can do about it until it happens (if it does).

I am feeling well within myself. Bump is growing well, although no weight gain again this week. I really don’t know if I should start to be worried that I have only gained 2lbs so far? Maybe its something to bring up at my next Midwife appointment.

According to the App on my phone, baby should weigh around 900g (roughly 1lb 9oz). Well, we already know he’s probably a bit bigger than that already from the weight estimate at our 4d scan just over a week ago. It also says that he is sleeping and waking at regular intervals, which I have noticed, as well as opening and closing his eyes. Although his lungs are still immature, they would be capable of functioning if he were to be born now, although medical help would be needed.

As always, new bump picture taken. I feel like I’ve sprouted.

Week 26

Nothing much new to report this week. This pregnancy seems to be rather uneventful compared to the last pregnancy, which is good.

I’m feeling ok in myself, still tired, but then I don’t expect to have loads of energy with 3 other children to look after. No weight gain this week either.

I had an appointment with the Midwife on Thursday, although it wasn’t my usual Midwife. The whole reason she had booked me in for that particularly appointment was to see how we had got on at Birth Reflections, so it seemed a bit of a waste of an appointment really. However, everything was ok. Heard baby’s heartbeat again, and he was still breech, which I knew anyway.

We had a surprise for the children on Saturday, and took them along with us to a 4D scan. We wanted to show them the baby, get them involved, as well as confirm that he definitely is a little boy…which he is! Phew!

It was such an amazing experience. Even though we have had the scans done before with the older 2, it still amazes me that I can see my baby and what he looks like before he is even born. If you would like to see some of the pictures from our 4D scan, then head over to my Facebook page here.

Baby is estimated to weigh around 1lbs 14oz, and considering I have only gained about 2lbs so far this pregnancy, I would say that was pretty much all baby and a bit of water. The app on my phone tells me that baby is now as long as a cucumber and has a network of nerves in his ears and is better developed and more sensitive than before. He can now hear not only my voice, but other voices around me. It also says that he is inhaling and exhaling small amounts of amniotic fluid, which we witnessed on our 4D scan with him keep opening his mouth and trying to poke his tongue out at us.

As always, a new bump picture below. I don’t think I have grown that much. What do you think??

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