We are officially in the single digits... 30 weeks down, 9 weeks to go! NINE!! We have a c-section scheduled for July 24th, so I know for sure this little fella will be born by then. It's crazy how fast this journey is going. I know the last few weeks of pregnancy can get pretty uncomfortable, but I'm not there yet and so at this point I'm just sad to think it's almost over. It's been truly wonderful. All of my apps (this pregnancy is SO different from my first one... just think, with Arabella 12 1/2 years ago I had to do this with no apps!) anyway - all of my apps tell me that the baby is now the size of a pineapple.
I'm still feeling great. In fact, this pregnancy is most like my first one (aside from the abundant apps). Previously, each pregnancy got a little more challenging for me. Arabella's was so easy. I felt nauseous literally one time. Teagen's was harder for about the first 14 weeks, and then again at the end because I just got SO BIG with him. I had sciatica pretty bad that pregnancy. Then there was Finnegan. My sweet little rascal in present day was also a little rascal in utero. I think I had every symptom under the sun with that guy. I felt fairly sick randomly throughout most of the pregnancy. So, the progressively more difficult pregnancies combined with the fact that I'm older this time made me wonder how I'd feel. It's just been really great! Morning sickness was gone after the first trimester. I still have carpal tunnel, but it's controlled with the braces, so no big deal. Medication is managing the heartburn. I have occasional swelling of the feet, to be expected. And I have had some flare ups of sciatica, but so far it hasn't been as bad as it was with Teagen. So we'll see how the next 9 weeks treat me! I expect all of the symptoms I mentioned to worsen a bit, and others to pop up, but again - I expect that. And it's SO worth it.
Last week I had my gestational diabetes test. I was sure that I was going to fail it. GD is often symptom-free, and it tends to occur more often as you get older. I didn't have it with any of my previous pregnancies, so I had no good reason to think I would have it this time. I think that with this pregnancy it's just a different kind of pressure that I put on myself. With my babies, I took it for granted that things would be fine, and if they weren't then Brad and I would deal with it. This time, if things go wrong it impacts other people, and I do feel the weight of that responsibility. That being said, the dads are truly wonderful, and they would never make me feel bad if anything went awry. That's something I do to myself! They are incredibly supportive and always want to know how I'm feeling. So anyway, long story short - I do not have gestational diabetes. Yay! I do have low iron counts, which has been the case with every one of my pregnancies, so no surprise there. I started an iron supplement that didn't agree with my stomach (again... happens every time) and so last night I started taking a liquid iron supplement. We'll see how that goes!
We took a family trip to Seattle last weekend. We had a blast. It was just a quick couple of days, but the kids had so much fun. Finnegan loves the Space Needle, so he was thrilled that our hotel was right by it. We ate dinner at our "favorite" pizza place there (we've been there twice now... but the kids love it so I have a feeling it will be a tradition every time we go back) and the kids loved swimming in the pool. I thought Baby D would love the pool too -- we've taken her to the indoor pool in town and she was giddy with excitement. The hotel pool was much colder, though, and she was not impressed. She was quickly out of the pool and snuggled in towels on my lap. On Sunday we went to the Twins-Mariners game, and had hoped to see the Twins sweep the series. Sadly, they lost, but we still had a good time and enjoyed the most expensive meal of the trip by far while we were there (stadium food... so expensive!!) We also went to Pike Place Market and I had to get a quick picture of this Very French Baby in front of the Very French Bakery...
We took lots of pictures on our little trip, including lots of duplicate shots to include Baby D. When we went through our foster care training program, we were advised not to share photos of foster children on social media. That's harder than it sounds! She has been with us for over 8 months, she is part of our family. She's with us at everything. So when I post pictures without her, it feels wrong. Sometimes I post the ones with her in them because I just can't help myself. She's part of the family (in our hearts, if not legally) and she deserves to be there. But usually I try to walk the line and not include a lot of pictures of her, even though I have a million. I like to share pictures on social media because we have so many family and friends in Minnesota and elsewhere, and it helps me feel connected to them. I also like to use it as a personal scrapbook of sorts, since I am terrible at printing/organizing photos otherwise. When Facebook Memories reminds me of something we did four years ago, I love that! So anyway, if you're wondering why she's not always included in the family shots, its because I'm trying to follow the guidelines! Here's one of us by the Space Needle, Baby D out of the frame, and we took one with her in it afterwards.
We had a team meeting for Baby D earlier this week, and at this point there aren't a lot of changes with her case. She'll still be with us for the foreseeable future, which is great. Things can change in a heartbeat, but at the moment it looks like she'll stay with us through the fall at least. She turned one last week! We celebrated her with lots of singing, presents, and cake. She had a special outfit and a little crown. She loved every second of it!
It was so important to me to make her first birthday special. When the day comes that she has to leave us, I want to send a memory box along with her. I plan to include photos and special mementos from her time with us, such as her first birthday outfit and crown. I want her to know, without a doubt, that she was SO loved, that she will be forever. I've been struggling with the idea of her leaving, lately. I know it's what we signed up for. I know it's the idea behind foster care - provide a safe, loving environment while she needs it, allow her to form good attachments right now when it is so critical in her development, so that she can do so for the rest of her life. But I think of her leaving and it feels so wrong. Mother's Day and her birthday were tough for me - knowing those were likely the only times I would get those days with her. So, I did the only thing I could do and that was try to make them extra special for her. Make the most of every day we get with her, because she is precious and our time with her is too.
I hope you all have a wonderful and safe Memorial Day weekend! We have a couple of fun surprises up our sleeves for the kids, and just plan on lots of relaxing time together. My favorite!