Had a growth ultrasound today. Baby is measuring 72 percentile which means of 100 pregnant women, 28 have bigger babies, 72 have smaller. This was my OB's rationale, and his way of just explaining the facts, as logical numbers. I know I'm doing the best I can. My blood sugar is going to go haywire in the third trimester. I've been down this road before. At least my doctor is understanding. I had excellent control early on when crucial organs were forming so that is key. Now I just get worried about complications. I don't mind baby pudge. Lucia was 9lbs 3oz. It's the risks... I try to avoid reading up on what could happen, because I'm trying to focus on positive thoughts and energy. Lightning can't strike me twice. What are the odds? I have a great healthcare team and I know my body. I know this baby. This baby is so incredibly active. ALL THE TIME. I feel like it's a way of reassuring me that everything is ok. "see, I'm still moving like a maniac in here, relax ma, I got this" or something.
Lucia was cute today. I showed her baby ultrasound pics and explained that was the baby's head and face. Then I showed her the photo album of her ultrasounds and she was so excited to see her little baby head and face. She ran around carrying this album all night and showing me the baby and telling me that was her as a baby in my belly. She's so cute and I love that she's making all of these connections.
Just trying to focus on all of these little beautiful moments, looking forward to celebrating Mother's Day this weekend just relaxing with my family. I am very happy to be a mom, very blessed. I know it's beyond exhausting and wipes me out at times, but I always strive to be a good mom and it's the one thing that always makes me feel fulfilled. I want to give my children a good solid loving relationship, something I never felt that I had. I finally have a family and I feel very lucky.
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