I don’t know how to say I feel. I’m powerless about my cravings and eating sweets, even tough my doctor recommended to not over do it with sweets. Sometimes I crave something salty and end up eating something sweet instead. I’m eating Jaffa cake at this very moment and not even the guilt can stop me.
The weight gain is bothering me very much, not because is too much but because is too many grams in too short of a time. Beside eating something sweet every day, ice cream is a must because is getting hot here, I ate just one unhealthy meal this week, a pizza which I was craving for about two weeks. After the pizza I felt so relieved and didn’t think about anything unhealthy since. Even the spinach I ate the last couple of days was mouthwatering.
I don’t know what I’m gonna do about my sweet tooth but I will try to keep it down a little. I even stopped eating Jaffa cakes right now.
I need to get well informed about breastfeeding. I’m concerned I won’t be able to do it more than 1-2 months because any of the girls around me, that had babies recently and are about my age couldn’t do it more than 1-2 months. Of course I was afraid I will miscarriage at the beginning because of the same principles, the girls around me always miscarried the first try, but now is a more common problem and I’m afraid I will be the same as others.
I considered myself lucky with this baby, because both me and my husband have 0 positive blood group and I felt the baby sank with me and we got along so well. No nausea, no other bad symptoms, but breastfeeding isn’t about being on the same page with the baby, is about not being stressed when you do it which I will probably manage for about a month when I will be home with my mom, but after I return to my mother in law, anything can happen. Here the stress level is always unpredictable.
We finally have an idea of what our baby is going to be named. When we started we had just one we chose very early because we got used to it so much, and had no idea of what the middle name would be, but after we finished with the list we ended having two options for middle name. So we made a deal to let them sink in and see which one we get used to. It worked the first time, I think we will be sure about the names by the time the baby comes. We like them both and I simply don’t want to flip a coin, we want to make the right choice and not second guessing ourselfs after we choose.
And yesterday the most beautiful thing happen. My husband and I were listening with the stethoscope for a light tapping I feel sometimes very low in my belly. Is rhythmic and seems too fast for hiccups, not that rhythmic that can mean I feel my pulse, and not as fast as my pulse really is. So we were trying to figure it out when my husband starts smiling a wide smile and said: I’m hearing his heartbeat!
NO WAY! He gave me the stethoscope to hear it too but couldn’t hear anything clear, but didn’t want to burst his bubble and didn’t said anything, he took it again, found it again more strongly and give it to me, again. This time it was as clear as a heartbeat and so beautiful I couldn’t stopped smiling. My husband put his ear on my belly and said it was better without the stethoscope, which I envied a little but couldn’t be more happy about our little guy inside.
We counted around 140 beats per minute and he is getting stronger and more accurate when kicking my bladder. I can’t wait to meet him!
Symptoms: Some backaches, some sharp kicking in my bladder, baby doesn’t care where his foot is going, some acid reflux and some cravings.
Baby weight: 1153 grams (ours measured 950 grams at 25 weeks)
Baby head to toe: 38.6 cm
Weight before: 59.3 kg
Weight nineteenth week: 70.6 kg (there goes my cute and pregnant days, not fat and pregnant. I gain like 200 grams per day, and nobody can stop me.)
Bust measurements before: 87 cm
Bust nineteenth week: 98 cm
Waist before: 67 cm
Waist nineteenth week: 94 cm
Hips before: 92 cm
Hips nineteenth week: 97 cm
Butt before: 95 cm
Butt nineteenth week: 103 cm
Bump before: 77 cm
Bump nineteenth week: 101 cm