Reasons Why I Am Lucky To Be Full Term

Reasons Why I Am Lucky To Be Full Term

As uncomfortable and large as I am right now, I am so lucky to be full term.

I’m actually even grateful for my current state of enormity and girth. Wow, I can’t believe I wrote that! That sounds so odd coming out of my head, but I’ve had a lot of time to think about it lately. And there are a lot of reasons to be so joyous and excited about it (besides the obvious excitement that comes with having a baby).

Some moms don’t get the opportunity to go full term.

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It may not seem so lucky at the time but moms are lucky to be full term when they are pregnant.ome moms don’t get the opportunity to go full term.

Some moms don’t get the opportunity to carry a child for the full nine months. As the mother of a premature baby born at 33 weeks, I had a few moms mention that I was actually lucky to not have to deal with the hugeness that comes with carrying full term.

But the alternative is having an infant with potentially significant medical issues and spending weeks or even months in the NICU.  Or even worse.  The safest option for the baby is always the best one.  From experience I can tell you that it sucks to be discharged from the hospital without your baby.

We are very lucky that our sweet little preemie was born so healthy and has no obvious residual effects from being born early. Not every mom is so lucky.

I get to have the whole experience of a full term pregnancy.

As I just mentioned, our daughter was born early (due to a spontaneous placental abruption at 33 weeks). After she was born I remember feeling like I wasn’t ready to not be pregnant anymore.  I felt like i had somehow “missed out” on the full pregnancy experience.   I thought other moms were so lucky to be full term and I still wanted to be pregnant.

Because of my past experience, I have been relishing In these last few weeks of my full term pregnancy.  I am enjoying both the good and uncomfortable parts because this experience is so temporary.

Some women don’t get the opportunity to have children.

There was a time almost a decade ago when my husband and I discussed the possibility of not wanting to have children. We were much younger and our interests included our social life, travel, and pretty much anything that didn’t have to do with caring for anyone but ourselves.

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I am lucky to be full term.

Fast forward many years and our priorities have completely changed. When we decided to start trying to have children we are very lucky that we were able to.

I know parents who wanted to have their own children but couldn’t, and it was devastating for them. I also know several women who have had to go through in vitro fertilization, which is not only extraordinarily expensive but requires months of doctors appointments, medications, and often repeated disappointments. Sadly, even after all that it doesn’t always work.

There is something really fun about being super pregnant.

Don’t get me wrong. I miss my wine.  But I know that there is a light at the end of the tunnel.

I love it when people ask me questions about being pregnant. It is fun for me to talk about.  The more I talk about the joys of pregnancy the more I realize how I am so lucky to be full term right now.

Even strangers stop me on the street to ask questions and the questions never get old. I happily tell people how far along I am, that I am having a boy, that it is my second child, and I couldn’t be more excited!

It’s better than being in the first trimester again.

I felt horrible during the first trimester. I was nauseous and felt hung over for at least two months. Work was difficult, especially since I as working and training as an emergency room nurse. Worst of all, it was early in the pregnancy so I couldn’t tell anyone that I was pregnant.  I’m sure my co-workers thought it was weird that I was constantly snaking on a saltine.

At least when you are double your size with a huge baby bump people automatically know that you are most likely pretty uncomfortable. I often had people offer up their chairs so I could sit or ask if they could help me with anything. While it was usually unnecessary, their gestures are very kind and appreciated.

Being full term (and huge) is something I can bond with other moms about.

At nine months pregnant, it’s difficult to explain how enormous one feels to someone who has not experienced it. But other moms who have been in the same situation totally get it.  Especially my need to continue nesting even 3 days before I have this baby!

I have even made friends with people whom I I’ve worked with for several years but never had a conversation with. It gives me an automatic connection with a lot of other women who I never may have spoken with.

Full-term babies have less complications and are generally healthier at birth.

This one is that obvious best reason that I am so lucky to have a full term pregnancy.  I can feel our son moving around so much. It’s mostly because he is so big, and that makes me feel relieved since our daughter was born at 4 lbs. 3 oz.   I am really excited to have a baby who will be at least in the 7 pound range. He will be born at the right time with the least amount of potential complications due to the fact that I am full term.

I have 3 more days until our son is here!

I am so excited to count all his fingers and toes and cuddle him silly. However, having a newborn in the house is going to be an adjustment and I know I won’t be getting any sleep for a while.  So for the next three days I am going to just enjoy every minute of my full term largeness. This will be the only time in my life where I can be proud to be almost 30 pounds heavier and not feel guilty about it.

I am so lucky to be full term!

Sarah, Mother Nurse Love

My Last Week Of Pregnancy

My Last Week Of Pregnancy

I am in my last week of pregnancy and I am ready for this baby to get here.

Physically, I’m feeling OK under the circumstances.  I’m huge and tired.  I also have a baby foot constantly kicking into my right rib cage most of the day.   But I’m still able to take care of our daughter and all of the things I need to at home, despite some of the physical discomfort.

This is the last week for my daughter to be an only child.

I am relishing in spending quality time with our daughter as I know that things will be a little different for her with a new infant in the house.  It makes me a little sad for a second but then I remind myself of what a great big sister she is going to be and how our son will be so lucky to be able to learn from her.  They will be good for each other and I am excited to watch them grow and play with one another.

For the last week I have been spending a little extra snuggle time with her before nap and bedtime.   We have a ritual of things we do before I put her down:  she gets all of her blankets out of the drawer, one by one, and lays them on me.  Then she climbs up on my lap and we read a few books, followed by about ten minutes of snuggle time with the lights off.  That might seem like a lot but I don’t know how long I will be able to spend with her after the baby is born, so I am taking advantage of it now.

Feeling slightly foggier then normal has become my new normal.

Over the last several weeks I have not been feeling as sharp as I normally do.  This is partly due to the fact that I have  “pregnancy brain” and my brain is restructuring in preparation to care for a new infant.  But if I am being honest, I am really looking forward to eventually getting my old self back (and finally having our new baby boy at home).

I’m ready to stop talking about being pregnant on my blog.

My last 6 blog posts have been all about pregnancy, or preparing for a new baby, or pregnancy health related things like doing fetal kick counts.  I’m ready to stop talking about being pregnant and start talking more about other mom and registered nurse stuff.

But pregnancy is on the forefront of my brain at this time, especially since I am in my last week of pregnancy.  And I’m having a hard time thinking about much else at this time.  So for now I guess I just have to go with it.  Eventually I will have the time and mental ability to write about a few other things.

My last week of pregnancy has started off on a productive foot.

Yesterday my husband and I finally bit the bullet and bought a new car.  We decided on the Subaru Forester due to the excellent safety ratings.  I love my Prius, but having two baby seats plus all the gear in the back was just not going to fit.  This afternoon we installed our toddler and newborn car seats into the forester.  Its still pretty tight but it works and I love the car.  I feel a lot safer since it is a lot bigger too.

We also went through the garage and brought all the 1st year baby stuff that we needed for our daughter back into the house:  bottles, breast pumps, newborn sleepers, floor mat, bassinet.  I washed, cleaned and organized for most of the day.

I have not packed a hospital bag yet.

This may sound surprising coming from a registered nurse during her official last week of pregnancy.  However, my first pregnancy I had no hospital bag and everything went just fine In fact, I realized that there was very little I actually needed from home.

Therefore my list of things to bring is pretty short:  picture ID, clothes to wear home from the hospital (for me and baby), a few toiletries, cell phone and charger, earplugs and eye mask (to help with the little bit of sleeping I will actually get).

This was the most productive New Years Day I have ever had.

Normally, New Years Day has always consisted of some sort of recovery from an event from the night before.  My husband and I are normally much more social especially for big holidays.   But as we are expecting to have a baby pretty much at any time we decided to stay in.  We were in bed by 10:30pm and I am happy we were since we accomplished a lot today.

2018 is going to start off big for us, that is for sure!

Thank you for reading!

Sarah, Mother Nurse Love