Technically, this is what's going on this week:
- MacNut is the weight of a butternut squash - 15.2 inches and 2.54 pounds.
- Brain is busy developing billions of neurons.
- Baby's muscles and lungs are continuing to mature.
- The fetus can taste and respond to pain.
- Weight: 149 lb (+23)
- Belly circumference: 38.25 in (+7.75)
- Fundal height: 28 in (Hmm...we're always a week behind. Well, she's Asian. Although I don't know how I can explain away my rapid weight-gain!)
- Really lethargic this week.
- I had four strong and mildly painful Braxton Hicks contractions that were decreasing in strength on Sunday night. They were about 10 minutes apart. I tried to change position and they eventually went away. *phew*
- Camille continues to be very active. She tends to favor the right side of the belly. I think that's where her torso and butt are. My belly is oftentimes lopsided. :) This week also marked the first time that her movements started to cause me a certain degree of pain. It's not much, but, ouch!
- My feet are really "fluffy" (as GT would say) because there have been several warm days this week. See here?
- I forgot to take a picture of my feet in my Chacos...and the Chaco straps were hangin' on to dear life!! And it's only gonna get worse as the weather gets warmer!
- Another physical change that I forgot to document last week was that the gang of stretch marks in my behind has headed up a Manifest Destiny campaign for my anterior! When I look in the mirror, I can now see that the angry, red stretch marks have crept up toward the front. They've gotten so bad that they have crept down my thighs and onto my right calf, too. This is not too surprising, however, as I had tons of stretch marks in middle school when I had a growth spurt of 1.5 inches over the course of a year. :) This week, I have also noted some stretch marks at the bottom of my belly. I have heard some women refer to their pregnancy stretch marks as their badge of honor. I just don't happen to be embracing my pregnancy in the same manner.
- I had my 2nd 3-hour oral glucose tolerance test earlier this week. The results came back on Thursday with 2 out of the 4 values being slightly elevated. I have gestational diabetes, guys.
- This week has not been as bad as last week in terms of sadness. Actually, I am not sad about Caleb at all. After the Friday night prayer time for Caleb, I had complete peace that God was in charge. We are still fervently praying for the miraculous healing of Caleb's body. But if God decides to take him, what a lucky duck!
- I did feel a dip in my general mood when I got news that my glucose tolerance test values were slightly elevated. I kind of saw it coming because my dad and two brothers have diabetes and my sister had gestational diabetes. I was bummed that I now have to watch my diet more closely. But I think the thing that bummed me out more was anticipating the ignorant comments from people who would automatically blame me for eating too much sugar. The more I think of it, the more I think it is unfair and stupid for me to preemptively be frustrated.
- I ate a couple of cookies after dinner yesterday. I felt a little guilty. But my glucose readings have been well within the normal range. So...anyone wanna bake me some cookies? :)
