I'll happily admit that the next fortnight cannot go fast enough.
Yesterday I met with my OB to discuss my blackouts, we think it's most likely that baby bird is compressing nerves in my back and that causes me to blackout periodically. I'm glad it's nothing serious but again it's another thing that will be cured when I give birth which makes me ever more anxious. I don't feel especially safe in my daily life while I'm passing out all the time.
Baby bird is still head down, after being breech from sixteen weeks onwards having her head in the right place is an exciting prospect especially as she'd started to drop now. She stretches rather than kicks now changing the shape of my bump completely each time. Dylan sometimes sits and watches my stomach, stroking and patting it before saying "Goodbye Isla" and pulling my t-shirt back down.
I didn't gain any weight this week but neither my midwife or OB are concerned by this. I'm a little disappointed that I wont reach my initial weight gain goals for this pregnancy but that doesn't matter too much. What matters is that my body is still providing for little bird and that she's thriving.
This week I finished everything shopping wise, I have the playmat here and on Wednesday our new pram is being delivered. This pregnancy has gone so fast, it feels like I only ordered the pram a few weeks ago. I also put together a gift box of 'big brother' presents for Dylan. Some t-shirts, a book about being a big brother and a little wooden doctors kit.
Despite being ready now isn't the time for Isla to come into the world, I'm supposed to be interviewed on national TV next Tuesday morning (how crazy is that?). In saying that I've had some weird and extremely painful pains over the last few days so who knows.
I can't believe we only have just over a week left to go now. I'll get my induction date on Friday (when I'm 36+1) so we'll know for sure then but whatever the outcome there really isn't long to go.
