Another week down. Another day closer to meeting this baby.
It seems impossible, but I feel like my belly grew a lot this week. I don’t know, I have been feeling “bigger” for a few weeks now, but this week, I feel really big. Like, I’ve actually caught myself reaching down and rubbing the roundness of my belly. It’s there, that’s for sure!
I was just talking to a friend of mine (Lynsay) via text this morning; she had her second baby last week. She lives in North Carolina and although I had sent her a few messages of congratulations, I hadn’t actually “talked” to her since the birth. I texted to check in on her when I was eating breakfast, and she ended up telling me about her labor. With her first son, she was one of the unlucky ones—she was in labor for 27 hours. But with this one? Just three hours from start to finish. She said it progressed so quickly that she almost didn’t make it to the hospital. She got there and the baby was born 20 minutes later. Yowzers.
This made me think (again) about my birth experience with Nora. It was 5.5 hours from beginning to end, and I didn’t even get to the hospital until I was nearly four hours into it. By the time I was actually seen by a doctor in triage, my water had broken, and we soon realized that things were going to happen FAST. Let’s just say that they were running me down the hallway on my stretcher to get me into a room in time. No time for drugs or anything. (Full story here.)
Anyway, after Nora was born, the doctors told me that with my next baby, I better head to the hospital with the first contraction. This morning, my conversation with Lynsay revolved around pregnancies and deliveries, and how different they can be—even for the same woman. Lynsay is a perfect example of that. So it made me wonder—what about me? I joked that I hoped I wasn’t going to give birth to my baby on the side of the road, but I also joked that I hoped we hadn’t “swapped” labors, and that I wasn’t going to have a 27-hour one this time. You don’t hear about that very often—the second labor being longer than the first—but really, anything can happen, right?
We also talked about how I seem to be bigger this pregnancy. But Lynsay, despite popping out sooner, actually ended up being smaller—and her baby was, too, despite being another boy. It’s just so strange to think about. After you’ve been through pregnancy once, you think you know what to expect for yourself… but then it can be so completely different. What is a woman with a Type A personality to do?? If you’re a mom of two or more, I’d be interested in hearing your story about how your births were different from one another.
These are the things I’m obsessing about.
No real pregnancy updates or changes since last week, except for my (perceived, at least) size. By the time I write this update next week, I’ll have had my next doctor’s appointment and the anatomy scan. I’m excited to see this little nugget again!
Other than all of that, I’m just really, really wishing for spring. The weather is really getting to me now. I am craving the warm, sunny outdoors more than I can accurately express. And I can’t wait to be able to take my weekly photos when it is LIGHT outside so they are brighter! :)
Flashback! 17 Weeks Pregnant With Nora
AboutI'm Heather. I just turned 30. I'm happily married, and mommy to the most beautiful little girl in the world (what, you're saying I could be biased?). Determined DIYer and homeowner. Sarcastic. A perfectionist. A bleeding-heart liberal. Frugal. Loves a little dog way more than many humans. Loves food, hates exercise (it's an ongoing battle). A loyal football fan. I love to laugh. Value family and friends above all else. Vie to be a world traveler.
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