The past few weeks have been the best of this pregnancy so far! I mean, besides being sick on and off during week 23, but that was a head cold and probably would’ve happened regardless of pregnancy. I’ve had a decent amount of energy consistently. The back pain has been minimal to non existent, which is so exciting considering I had a few weeks of nonstop pain and was using my heating pad all day, every day. I’ve been using it occasionally before bed, but more as a preventative measure. I’m working out more than ever, training to become a fit4mom stroller strides instructor. Only one more class to co-teach before I become certified! I’m also starting back up with fit4baby, and this time it is a 12 week session and the classes are held on Tuesday evenings. I think I will like it better than Sunday mornings. It was a little too early for me, especially on the weekend when I look forward to waking up slow and relaxing at home.
I’ve had lots of heartburn and indigestion, but I’ve come to accept it. I’m popping tums like candy and keeping things in perspective. I know it could be much worse, and I feel extremely lucky to be free of nausea during this phase of the journey. I’m feeling lots of movement during this phase, specifically at night when I go to bed. I know this is only going to increase and be more visible as the weeks pass by because my placenta is behind poppyseed. Fun times at this point, but I anticipate it could become quite uncomfortable by the end of pregnancy.
On Friday, Brian and I went in for my 24 week appointment. We saw a new OB. In fact, every time I’ve gone in thus far, I’ve seen a new doctor. I go to a practice with 6 doctors, so I haven’t had the chance to see anyone twice. Once I hit 30 weeks, I will see the doctor I started with at the beginning of this journey, but that doesn’t necessarily mean he will deliver. The practice has a rotating on call schedule, but someone is always on call to ensure one of them delivers your baby. This is important to me because I want to know who will be delivering poppyseed before the whirlwind of delivery arrives.
During the appointment, I asked the ob about my weight and blood pressure. No one has mentioned any issues or anything to be concerned about up to this point, but I wanted to make sure I was still on track and check to make sure there wasn’t anything I should or shouldn’t be doing in the upcoming weeks, especially with the dreaded glucose test approaching. The ob reassured me I am right on track so I shouldn’t change anything about my routine. I was pleased to hear it because I’ve been enjoying my ice cream and sour gummies and don’t want to give them up. Brian likes to tell people I wanted to find out if I could eat more, but that wasn’t the case (wink wink).
Every day I grow more grateful that we reached viability and are progressing past it and every second my heart grows with love for this beautiful and miraculous life I will soon bring into this world. Poppyseed is growing bigger and stronger and we pray he or she stays put for many more weeks!