Pregnancy Update

Just a few tidbits...

I'm now on 2 units of insulin at bedtime to control my fasting blood sugars in the morning. My post-meals are fine, but my fastings were creeping up the last week or so. No biggie, the doc reassured me.

As a precaution, I'll be going in to the perinatologist's weekly for baby monitoring and ultrasound just to make sure the GD isn't affecting his lung development, which appeared to be good and strong this past Monday. I could see his little belly and ribcage going in and out as he breathed amniotic fluid. It was adorable. The last thing the doc said before he left the exam room was "You're gonna be fine!" Bless his heart.

As mentioned on Ethan's blog, we went for a childbirth orientation and maternity ward tour last night. Very informative and nice to have a visual of exactly where we need to go come D-Day. It ended with a peek at the "just hatched" babies in the nursery (they spend some time there for checkups before rooming in with their moms). There were 3 in there who were just adorable and in different stages of contentment/irate anger.

The maternity nurse who led the presentation made a comment that the ward fills up on the full moon. I had never heard this before. I did some extensive online searching when I got home to see a) when the next full moon was (11/13--I'll be 37 weeks!!!) and b) how much truth there was to the whole thing.

The online consensus is that studies have proven that this is just a myth. However, if a maternity nurse at MY hospital who has worked there for over TWENTY YEARS tells me that, in her experience, the ward fills up on the full moon I'm gonna damn well believe her. I will be hyper vigilant come November 13th just in case. The next full moon will be December 12 (our original due date), but Tobe'll be out by then anyway.

Lastly, I rested on my back for a moment when I crawled into bed last night before flipping over and arranging my 1 thousand pillows. I looked down at my belly to see the weirdest freaking sight I have ever seen. It was sticking out 2-3 times further than normal and came to a hair-splitting point. It looked exactly like a torpedo. It didn't hurt and didn't feel like the baby was stretching or anything--he was just in a wacky position.

I SCREAMED for Ethan to come look before it went away (even though he was only 3 ft from the bed at the computer desk). I can't remember his exact reaction, but I believe it was something to the effect of, "JESUS!!!!! LOOK AT THAT!!!!!" And he was looking at it from the opposite side! I can only imagine what it looked like from that angle. Tobin must have had his legs fully extended, but I really couldn't feel specific body parts.

I've seen my stomach take on some funky shapes over the last few months, but that one took the cake. I really didn't think I could stretch that far.