The Home Stretch

This Wednesday, I’ll be 28 weeks pregnant, tiptoeing cautiously into my third trimester. It sounds insane, but I can’t believe I’m still pregnant — I keep waiting for someone to call this whole thing off, and so far, no one has. Instead, people keep giving me onesies and bibs and tidbits of advice, like I’m actually going to have this baby and bring it home to live in my house . . .

Anyway, a few random things:

  • I had an echocardiogram several weeks ago, just to ensure that the baby isn’t truly, literally sucking the life out of me. I didn’t really expect any major issues, since I’ve felt relatively okay, but I was surprised as all hell to hear that my ejection fraction is in the normal-person range for the first time in years. My cardiologist was similarly relieved and happy, but the same high-risk OB who warned of heart transplants and other bad things was a little more reserved. When I told her about the results, she was totally “no duh” about the whole thing. “Your ejection fraction goes up because there’s so much more blood in your system and your heart needs to work harder,” she explained, like maybe I’d asked her why sometimes it hurts to get punched in the face. In any case, I’ll take the normal EF all day long.
  • I guess I always thought that babies just hung out in your guts and calmly, slowly grew to their fully realized states, but as it turns out, they have lots of things to do in there! From what I’ve observed, my baby’s daily schedule is full of Jazzercise classes, jogging in place, signing the alphabet, doing the Elaine, rowing, and churning butter. I’m not complaining, though! I’m way too paranoid and superstitious to complain about such a thing — keep moving around, kid!
  • I do not have a birth plan. I fully intend on making my diabetes-management intentions clear for the day of the birth and the few days I’m in the hospital, but other than that? I have no idea. If there’s anything that diabetes has taught me, it’s that shit hardly ever goes according to plan, and the last thing I need is something to look back at and feel bad about after I’ve gotten this child out of my body — however that event comes to pass. (Also, it’s my belief that most people ask you about your birth plan just so they can roll their eyes and laugh about it later.)
  • When I first learned I was pregnant, I was cautious about keeping my plans for Children with Diabetes Friends for Life, but now that that shindig’s right around the corner, I am so looking forward to attending. I need a few solid days of DOC madness and pre-carb-counted meals in my life, even if my Diet Coke consumption will be far more limited than it was last year. I cannot wait to stay up late and eat ice cream and cry in hotel ballrooms with you kids.
  • I feel like I’m already planning my post-Type 1 pregnancy burnout period. How refreshing it will be to see the occasional blood sugar in the high 200s and know that the only person’s health I’m threatening is my own! Diabetes is so weird. And so am I.

Baby foot in your face! (And your ribs, and your bladder, and the inside side of your belly button, and your side . . .)

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9 comments on “The Home Stretch

  1. Peggy says:

    Your story is amazing, Jacqui. I love reading your updates and am praying for you. I think I can gather from your posts what to pray for, but if you have any specifics, let me know. I am very excited to meet our new relative, but not nearly as excited as you mom and dad!!!! Peggy

  2. Tina Kicklighter says:

    Loved your post! I’m so happy that you and baby are doing great. It was wonderful seeing you last week. You look beautiful, happy and healthy!

  3. Katie says:

    I love that we are on the same path at the same time! I enter my 28th week on Thursday – eek!

    Funny note, the whole time I was reading this post, my little thumb-sucking alien baby was going spastic in my belly – I swear there’s a trampoline in there 🙂

  4. k2 says:

    I am so excited for you!!!

  5. smallerstuff says:

    Woot! Daphne had hiccups several times every day for maybe my whole last trimester. It felt like an popgun inside me going off rhythmically. I didn’t know what it even was. I thought she was just kicking to the beat of her drummer. Then she had the hiccups (literally) every few hours for the first several weeks of her life, and a friend finally asked if she’d had hiccups while I was pregnant. And I was like, ohhhhhh.
    So, pregnancy is weird too. 🙂

  6. Sara says:

    I am soooooo excited for you!

    Rubbing people’s bellies makes me uncomfortable (really, you are touching the mom not the baby and it is WEIRD) so don’t let that fact dissuade you from thinking I am doing anything less than jumping up and down in my head when I see you next week.

  7. shannon says:

    happy 28th week!! 🙂

    love the elaine dance! i often said my kid was tap-dancing on my bladder toward the end. and the hiccups!!

    stoked to see you next week whoo!

  8. Katy says:

    i love that your baby already knows the elaine! and i LOVE what you said about birth plans. the 24 hours – 100 years after parts matter so much more.

  9. @kahoffman says:

    Knowing that I was only hurting myself once L was out of the ol’ womb? BEST. Feeling. Ever.

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