Finally… we are in month eight of this pregnancy. As of today I am 32 weeks, 3 days. Only a little over seven weeks left until Flynn is due. I’ve decided I really want him to be born at 39 weeks. Not 38 and not 40. 39 works well because that is when I start my winter break. 38 weeks I’ll still have some course work to get done, and 40… well, I have never gone past 39 weeks so I have no idea what that extra week would be like.
Still controlling the gestational diabetes with diet. Not so much exercise lately, as all I want to do is sleep. My fasting numbers, while still above what they “should” be at, have started to get better. My doctor is still good with all my numbers so no medication is needed.
My last appointment was on Wednesday. I am measuring three weeks ahead, which is good, because at the visit prior I was actually measuring four weeks ahead. No wonder I have been so sore! My weight is holding steady at this point. I hope that means, I’m losing weight as Flynn is gaining so it’s evening out. Hah.
Despite the lack of room he must have now, Flynn is still a little kick boxer. It’s crazy to me how much he moves. My sister was over the other day (to help celebrate Irelyn’s sixth birthday!) and I made her watch my belly as Flynn moved. It’s creepy and cool at the same time.
We have a lot to do around the house to get ready. It’s mainly getting the baby stuff out and cleaned up and getting caught up on our chores. Every time I do something I end up with Braxton Hicks, it’s a good excuse to sit on my butt.
All in all, not much is new. Heartburn sucks. Can’t sleep. Can’t wake up once I fall asleep. Just twiddling my thumbs and trying to get all the things on my to-do list done before Flynn gets here.
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you are getting close! Can’t wait to see pictures of Flynn.