Thursday, March 28, 2013

39 Weeks = Watermelon

Today, I'm 39 weeks and 2 days pregnant, and Arlo is approximately the size of a watermelon!

I'm not going to complain that this watermelon is too small. Instead, I'll be grateful that I found a watermelon in March, in Cleveland. Thanks, Chuppa's Marketplace!

I remember, so clearly, sitting at our dining room table 8 months ago, eating an apple and setting aside a seed for my first photo shoot.

I want this jawline back. And my wardrobe. 

At the time, my watermelon photo seemed like it was forever away, and it certainly didn't feel like a guarantee—but whether we only made it to raspberry week, or olive week, or whatever week, I was going to celebrate every week of this pregnancy.

And now, here we are, on watermelon week. The wait is over. Well, kind of. My watermelon still has to come on out and play.

I wish I could Photoshop this hand farther up... Oops.

We had an appointment yesterday, and the ultrasound tech estimated that Arlo is about 8lbs, 2oz—which isn't as huge as my OB was anticipating. However, his Buddha belly is in the 95th percentile, so my OB warned us that delivery may not be a breeze. She really doesn't want him to get much bigger, since I'm set on having a vaginal delivery (as long as it's safe for everybody, of course), so she said we'll discuss induction methods next week. Get your chunky butt out here before that, Arlo!

Please note that I'm not sharing our latest ultrasound photo with you. This is because it scared the living crap out of me. I've been saying some very superficial prayers these last couple of days (e.g., Please, God, don't let Arlo really look like a fat gorilla). Once he's here, assuming he doesn't actually resemble the creature in the photo, I'll post the photo. It's a sight to behold.

I'd say those two are pretty similar in size.

Symptoms? Yes. Everything. My biggest issue right now, though, is insomnia. I'm literally sleeping 3 hours a night, and then I'm exhausted the next day. I'd be fine if I didn't have to drag myself to work and was able to nap throughout the day, but that isn't an option. I'm so scared that I'm going to go into labor after a miserable, sleepless night, and everything will go horribly. It's impossible to tolerate pain and stress when you're running on E.

Emotions? Yes. Everything! My due date is 5 days away!

Oh, and did I mention it's watermelon week? Watermelon week!

6 comments:

jessica dukes said...

you made it. you and arlo!!!! woot woot!!!

WillJogForFood said...

Yay for watermelon week! Can't wait to see Arlo!

Colleen Garvin said...

Everythings gonna be great! Just think...in a week or sooner you will be holding your precious baby boy!So happy and excited for you and danny!!!!!!!!

Erica said...

Nap it up this weekend with your watermelon! Looks like he's going for an April birthday.

Erica said...

Oh, and did you find new shoes?

Amanda said...

Erica, there's no sign of anything going on here. I think this kid wants to cook until May. :P

I did find new shoes. They're pretty much green, but they fit my fat feet and I've been living in them... and it's obvious. As we speak, they're sitting in the sun, filled with an alcohol/baking soda concoction.