By the 3rd trimester I was the
size of a beached whale and definitely felt like one. I could barely move,
couldn’t sleep and just wanted Baby H to arrive.
Throughout the pregnancy Baby H was
measuring on the 95th centile, which means that only 5 babies out of
100 would be measuring larger than her, which isn’t a lot. This also meant that
she was a rather large baby, which explained the giant bump. Baby Daddy when
born weighed a hefty 10lbs you can imagine how terrified I was at the thought
of pushing a 10lb baby out of not so large hole. Every time we had a scan,
which was 4 times (another post will explain) they kept mentioning how large
the baby’s tummy was duh duh duhhhhh… I was terrified. On our last scan which
was at 34 weeks they said Baby H was roughly 7lbs and on average a baby would
gain 1/2lb a week, this meant if we had got to 40 weeks Baby H would be
weighing roughly 10lbs (terrified face).
29+5 weeks
By the 3rd trimester I didn’t
have any real cravings but I did enjoy a chocolate milk every now and then…I
lied, a pint a day…I lied again sometimes even 2, promise that was it. I also
no longer felt sick or nauseas, big thumbs up but the bottom of my back ached
and my groin was swollen and it took me a couple of minutes to get up and down,
big thumbs down.
I can say without a shadow of a doubt that
I was fed up with being pregnant and I am not ashamed of saying that. I know
that some people love being pregnant and have a glow blah blah blah, but the
only glow I felt was that I no longer looked as crap as I did in the 1st
trimester. I was so uncomfortable by the end I couldn’t sleep in my bed as I
couldn’t get up out of it, Baby Daddy made me too hot and my bump didn’t allow
me to get comfortable so I had to sleep on the sofa. Every day I hoped that Baby
H would make her appearance because honestly I forgot what it felt like to not
be pregnant and really wanted my body back. I am pretty sure that I am not the
only one who has felt that way and I do not think we should be ashamed to admit
it.
The 3rd trimester was the
hardest, I felt like I had no control of my body it was being controlled by a small-handed
person on the inside and she was having a whale of a time with my bladder. The
2nd trimester was the best as I no longer had the nausea or morning
sickness and had a lot more energy than I did in the 1st. The 1st
trimester was the messiest as you can imagine.
I would love to hear about your pregnancy
and the ups and downs you felt because one thing I have learnt through out this
process is that everyone has a different process.
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