Welcome to Week 31

Posted on March 28, 2010 by heatherlauraclarke

Sunday, March 28, 2010

30 weeks pregnant — now in Week 31!

I can’t think of Week 31 without thinking of 40! It’s getting so close — I can’t believe it. Home stretch doesn’t even begin to describe it. It has all seemed so real in the past few weeks.

We’ve got another OBGYN appointment on Tuesday. I don’t think it will be any different from all of the other appointments — pee, weight, blood pressure, heartbeat, good-bye — but I know eventually the appointments will include less-pleasant things, like “Let’s-stick-a-hand-way-up-you-and-feel-around.” Will that start this week? Ow.

I’ll be seeing a new doctor, since Dr. L is going to be on vacation this week, but I don’t mind. There are a couple of OBGYNs who work together — since I go to my appointments right in the actual hospital — and any one of them might end up delivering Baby Boy, so I don’t want to feel completely tied to only one.

Since I didn’t get much information out of Dr. L last week about circumcision, here are my questions for the new doctor:

Who exactly is this “one doctor” in town who performs them? (So I can Google him obsessively)
How much does it cost?

Other than that, I don’t think I have any other questions for him/her. I will probably have to get bloodwork again, to see if my new iron regime is working.

So! Here’s what happening with Baby Boy this week:

Baby’s size: He weighs about 3.5 pounds and measures about 17 inches long! From now on, he’ll gain about 0.5 pounds every single week.

Development: He can turn his head from side to side.

Appearance: His skin is getting smoother, as he packs on more weight.

Category: Third trimester, Week 31

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I’m Heather Laura Clarke. I’m journalist and blogger in beautiful Nova Scotia, I have a 11-year-old son and a nine-year-old daughter, I married my high school sweetheart, and this is the story of my handmade life.

I have depression and anxiety, and I fight like hell every day to keep it from taking over my life. Making things isn’t just a hobby — it’s part of what keeps me alive.

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