Every week that goes by I get more and more astonished at how fast it's all going. 25 weeks means we have 15 weeks left, and in just 7 days we will meet the 100 day mark! It's weird how things can be going so quickly, but so slowly at the same time. If I think about seeing her cute little face it's almost like time stops, but if I think about all we have left to do time starts traveling at the speed of light. But, no matter what it feels like... 25 weeks is 25 weeks.
I was trying to think of something to summarize this past week. Usually some big event occurs that I just can't wait to write about. It didn't take long for me to come up with it though, this week Leah has been a daddy's girl.
I don't know if Kyle has become more patient, or Leah has given us even more kicks, but she has really let her daddy bond with her this week. She really does kick a lot when he talks, but besides that she has been more than willing to kick him this week. There was the incident where she kicked him in the head. We were going to bed, and she was practicing her usual bedtime routine of bouncing off my organs. Her kicks were strong and often, so I made him feel. He felt a couple with his hand, then got brave and put his head on my belly. She was still for a minute, and anticipation was building. All of a sudden, she gave us a big kick. And as someone who feels them all, I can tell you this one was one of her strongest. He took a shot right to the ear. It's all very alien, to have a baby living in your body, and even more surreal when that baby interacts with you. Needless to say, Kyle shot up, and we both just started laughing. I imagine Leah was laughing as well. She let her dad know his big head was not welcome in her already cramped space. I also took a short trip to Poplar Bluff this weekend. Unfortunately, my mom was really sick, so I left one night early. When I got back to St. Charles, and back around Kyle, Leah came alive. He didn't come with me, so I think it's safe to assume she missed him and was very happy to be back around his voice. She kicked... all night. I stayed up late last night, not really tired, and when I did go to bed the three of us were laying there just catching up. Leah very much wanted to be a part of the conversation, and was practically swimming back and forth across my stomach. Every time Kyle put his hand on my belly or talked to her she made sure to give him a kick. And all of her biggest and best kicks. Not only could we feel her, we could see her rippling all over my stomach. She wanted very much to be felt and seen. I attribute it all to her being happy she was back with her dad. I can't wait to see the two of them together when she's out of my belly!
With only 15 weeks left now, I'm starting to really feel pregnant. I get more of those "uncomfortable" moments. More back pain, more hip pain, more foot pain, more rib pain. More trips to the bathroom, more trips to the fridge, and more staring at all of the food in the grocery store, overwhelmed because I want it all. I even yelled at her one day. I was laying down relaxing and out of nowhere she kicked me SO hard! I don't know what she kicked, but it actually hurt. I involuntarily yelled out, "LEAH." Haha, then I felt really bad, apologized, and rubbed my belly. I was just so shocked by the whole experience! But, I will not for a second wish anything was any different. I love that I have the opportunity to be pregnant, and even when I complain - I am so so happy on the inside.
Leah has another big week ahead of her. At 25 weeks, she is over 1.5lbs, and 13.5 inches! And I can feel every ounce and inch. Her nostrils, which have been plugged up until now, will clear out this week, and she can practice breathing through her nose. I'm not sure how that works with the fluid she lives in though, that's just what they tell me. Her vocal chords are also developing. Her spine is starting to gather all it needs: 150 joints, 33 vertebrae, and over 1,000 ligaments! Crazy! Her hair isn't white anymore, but the color it will be at birth!! Oh, how I want to know just what color that is?! My guess is a shade of brown. We have both had dreams she has light brown hair, so I guess we'll see. If she was born this week, she would have an 82% survival rate, with a lot of help. That fact is kind of reassuring, and crazy that we're already at the point where she quite possibly could come. However, I in no way want her here now. She needs to keep collecting fat, blood vessels, vertebrae, calcium, and whatever else she might need to be born and not rely on medicine to stay alive. So Leah, if you're listening... stay put. We'll wait for you.
Leah and I had another doctor's appointment today. And well, she kicked the nurse. Haha. To which the nurse responded, "wow, she's an active baby." Ya, I know. But everything was great! Her heartbeat was 154, fast and strong. My weight was right on track, grand total being.......14lbs. I had my glucose test tonight, and will hear if I passed or failed in a day or two. I had better have passed! Kyle and I are going on a trip this weekend, about 4 hours away. To avoid swelling and blood clots, she told me to drink lots to water. That should be fun. We'll only have to stop every 15 minutes. She also told me I could get some diabetic compression socks to help with circulation, and yes, I'm considering it.
That's about it. Leah and I are about to enjoy our king size candy bar for being champions at being pregnant!!
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