As we leap into the Third Trimester we’ve definitely had some interesting pregnancy related things to attend and prepare ourselves for. On the 12th of this month we attended an antenatal class at our hospital (Redlands Public), which went for an entire day (much to Dan’s dismay) though, we survived! And left feeling a lot more positive than we initially thought. Unlike what you see in the movies there were no videos of women “purple pushing” their babies out, but rather videos on the stages of labour and how surprisingly quiet they can be, which I think was a welcome relief for us both. Though my advice to any first time dad-to-be’s, don’t listen or watch the parts about perineal tearing (that’s something you really don’t want to hear/see).
Also this month I had my gestational diabetes test, any mum will know what I’m talking about but if you’re not a mum or medical student, it’s a test where they determine whether your body correctly processes sugar properly whilst you are pregnant. You’ve got to drink this gross drink that tastes like straight cordial and have your blood taken a whole heap of times over 2 hours. Not fun… I’m also still yet to be notified if I actually passed that test, though it’s been almost a week so I’m gathering that I did, because they haven’t yet contacted me.
I’m definitely starting to see, now that I’m into the third trimester, how and why the second trimester is called the honeymoon trimester… oh the days of still being able to do my shoes up and better yet being able to see my own feet. Nothing is bloating or swelling really (besides the obvious, my stomach) though the heaviness of the general area is getting extremely noticeable for me, especially when she decides to stretch out to make room for herself, pulling my entire stomach in that direction.
Our little Poppy is extremely active, something I never realised before I became pregnant myself, the movement almost becomes constant. I’m not sure what I thought before this, maybe that they just kicked every couple of days or so. I was certainly wrong. Dan and I catch her kicking around all times of the day, and even late at night while I sleep, or at least try to. She seems to love Daniel’s humming still, as well as when we read to her or gently and playfully poke around my tummy.
I’m still very much planning on going natural with my birth, and I’m continuing to further my knowledge every day about how to help myself do so. With only 12 weeks left until our due date, also factoring in the fact that she could come some time before or after then, we’re very much looking forward to setting up her nursery and to our baby shower! Which will be happening on the 8th of January, if anyone would like to attend please don’t hesitate to contact me for some info. We’re definitely seeing it as a chance to see everyone and catch up for a few drinks (of lemonade for me 😂) before the duties of becoming new parents partially take over our lives.
I have a few funny new stories to share in the next few posts, I didn’t want to include them here because then it would probably turn into the length of an essay. So definitely watch this space! The count down is most certainly on as we await the arrival of our beautiful little girl 💕
Baby this week: Heavy as a cauliflower and 37cm from head to toe