I was really trying to wait until this stomach flu resolved itself before posting so that I wouldn't have to complain about that, but, well it hasn't.
If you've never had the stomach flu, it basically is this churning in your stomach that makes you double over in pain and want to cry like a baby for the up to forty second assaults that it makes on your body throughout the day. The worst day for me was Monday. And I thought I would be out of the woods by today, but, I started getting nauseous with my breakfast.
The stomach flu is typically accompanied with diarrhea, loss of appetite and maybe even some good old fashioned throwing up. It can last up to ten days with the medical profession unable to give you anything to relieve the symptoms.
But the stomach flu has a silver lining. It made me wish that the final weeks of pregnancy symptoms were all I was experiencing.
"Please, Lord, just take away my stomach flu and I won't complain about the feeling tired, the contractions, the sciatica nerve and the darn "belly tired" I get that makes me just want to sit down."
Can you believe that those stomach flu pains were worse than the end-of-the pregnancy symptoms?
That's pretty bad.
And now my poor husband has it because he kisses me.
So, just remember, it could always be worse, folks!
But I did want to talk about some happy things, because, darn it, it's October 1st tomorrow. It's the beginning of my favorite month.
I managed to drag myself to my doctor's appointment this morning. And after crying all over myself because of this stomach flu thing, my midwife told me that she "felt" the baby and it is around four or five pounds.
"ooohh...it's getting big," I thought.
My babies average about 7 pounds or so at birth, so this sounds about right. They gain about half a pound a week in these final weeks. So, with 4 1/2 weeks left...that will take him to seven pounds.
I measured 36 centimeters which is a little ahead of the 35 weeks that I am. Hey, it could come early...you never know.
The baby's head is facing down, and he's looking to the side.
The midwife said, "You're all baby."
I feel good about my weight and my diet. I'm still counting calories, and I'm still snack free, Dawne. I'm also sugar free, flour free and butter free. I want to remain that way all the way through October and until the baby is born and even a few weeks after he's born.
I've never been so on-top-of-my-diet during the end of a pregnancy. I usually eat a ton of food during the two days that I'm in the hospital, which I'm sure in past pregnancies added weight. But this time, I want to take that opportunity and order a variety of healthy food choices from the menu. I want to view it as a time to enjoy someone else cooking for me instead of a chance to pig out.
I'm really curious to see how my body will respond differently this time to my healthier choices versus the other way it did.
Wouldn't it be great to be able to fit into my "old jeans" only a few weeks after our son is born? Or at worst, have only a handful of pounds to lose instead of a bucketful?
My birthday and anniversary are in October, but I think that instead of cake and chocolates, I'll be treating myself to some fruit that I really like...like raspberries...or blueberries. Some good steak.
Also, good news...I finally have added some more storage space to my photos so hopefully I can upload some photos in a few days.
Well, it's still a happy Thursday. It's sunny and beautiful out and I'm 35 weeks two days along!
Hope you're all having a good one!