It feels like its been ages since I’ve done one of these. I need to become a bit more regular at it I think. You can read about my rage phase in weeks 16 and 17 right here. Thankfully the rage has gone away and its felt like I’ve had a few calm weeks, temper wise. We’ve spent the last few weeks busily trying to wrap up work and pack for our holiday, as well as fitting in a lot of naps from being so tired.
I was really relieved to find that the pelvic girdle pain had eased off a bit from the excruciating couple of weeks where I could barely walked and spent a few days sobbing from being fed up of it all. Its still painful, and some days really painful, but at least I can walk and drive again without wanting to cry. It does feel worse if I have a long busy day but I finally had a physio appointment and the exercises and advice the lovely lady gave to me seem to be working a bit. She also explained that a hormone called Relaxin is what loosens all the tendons and ligaments in pregnancy and I probably got a surge of it around the 18 week mark which is what caused the extreme pain. It sounds like it may have balanced out a bit and I’m hoping it does stay that way.
The hospital very kindly let us have our second scan at the 19 week mark as we were going to go off on holiday. We’d already decided that we didn’t want to know the gender and, like with little Z, it would be a surprise. I did spend the entire duration of the scan trying to still guess what it would be. It was playing a bit of a determined game of hiding away and crossing its legs though so it was hard to tell. Plus I don’t really know much about trying to decipher a sonograph. I was slightly worried I couldn’t feel the baby kicking by this time but the sonographer pointed out how active the baby was and she was right. It was booting my insides repeatedly all the time she was scanning it and waving its arms about quite a lot so that’s assured me that everything is well. At the end of the scan I asked the lady if she was, pointing out we still didn’t want to know. Apparently this hospital doesn’t the gender anymore unless specifically asked. Hmm, I still wondered whether she knew but that was that. Our surprise has been sealed. With Little Z I had a very strong instinct it was a boy but with baby number 2 I swing back and forth with different feelings.
Little Z has strangely been hugging my bump randomly and constantly greeting it with “Hello Penguin!”. I have no idea where he got that idea from but it went on for a couple of weeks and he was adamant there was a little penguin curled up in there. As he is a bit like a solid little hurricane with his hugs and slams into me quite a bit we ended up telling him there was a baby in there. He didn’t look quite as horrified this time but his eyes did widen as he quizzed me with:
So we’re still kind of working on that but it is so sweet to now see him greet the baby rather than the penguin he was hoping for. When he doesn’t want a penguin he still asks for a boy so we keep pointing out its whatever we are given and reminding him he has a lot of fun with all his girl cousins too. He looks thoughtful for about a few seconds and, depending on his mood, accepts or rejects what we tell him.
The cravings has subsided slightly but I am still keeping Vimto very much in business and have restocked my sour sweet collection. I’ve also invested in some Corsodyl and probably should see a dentist soon. This pregnancy isn’t being too kind to my gums.
The baby did finally start kicking properly around the 20 week mark, on holiday! Obviously this baby must take after its mummy. So that’s 3 of us to gang up on the Other Half each year for all our dream destinations.