A lot has been happening lately. I finally managed to wash all the baby cloths. They are finally in bags and ready for the new arrival. If this is your first time and you’re not sure what you need to get you’ll find insight in these posts; Newborn Baby Essentials and Checklist for a Newborn Baby. My hospital bag is also almost ready; all I need to add as the time draws near are snacks and we’re ready to go.
With five more weeks to go, it might seem a bit too early to start getting ready. I however have a lot of time on my hands and I feel like I’m starting to nest. My back will not let me get everything done, though. A simple task like bathing my daughter leaves me numb with back pain. It is however nothing that I cannot handle.
2 days ago, I got to visit the dentist because a tooth that chipped just a little on the side years ago decided that it is the perfect time to go all sensitive and painful on me. While in there I requested her to clean, file, fill and fix everything that looked like it needed fixing. And she did.
I however made a stupid mistake on my way home. I bought myself sugarcane and roasted maize. Needless to say, I was back at the dentist’s yesterday having chipped the filling to the very tooth that took me there in the first place.
My third trimester’s ultra sound scan was also on Monday. Everything is fine, the baby has already turned and the placenta is far away from the cervix which is a very good thing. It was however disappointing that we could not check the sex of the baby. Being so big and a little constrained in the womb, we were even lucky to get a perfect image of the head. My gut still tells me it’s a girl and the earlier ultrasound scan kinda confirmed it. Well, not quite, but that’s where my money is.We’ll just have to wait and see.
I am carrying low this time round. I count myself lucky because, for this reason, I’m not out of breath and I do not have heart-burns like I did with my first pregnancy. I’ve also added less weight than I did then, which is weird because I feel like my appetite has never been better.
For now we continue playing the waiting game.
Until we see each other again,