As I enter week 39, I’m feeling more contractions and definitely feeling ready to give birth. I’ve had some really good days and some really restless nights. They sort of even each other out.
While I don’t ever anticipate a small baby, I do hope this little one is a bit smaller than last time and bit more on time than last time. I haven’t gained any weight in a month, so I don’t know if that is any indicator that baby might not be putting on as much weight as in the past. Here’s a little run down of gestational age and weight for my babies:
- Baby #1 – 40w – 8# 15 oz
- Baby #2 – induced at 38w4d – 7# 7oz
- Baby #3 – 39w5d – 9# 14 oz
- Baby #4 – 40w1d – 10#
- Baby #5 – 40w2d – 10# 2oz
- Baby #6 – induced at 40w6 – 10# 6oz
- Baby #7 – 41w5d – 11#
Often, people will have a date in mind that has meaning to them or is a date that just sounds good for having a baby. For me, it is January 17th. That would have been my Grandpa’s birthday. I think that would be a wonderful day for this little one to be born and honor Grandpa.
I’m still working on a hospital bag and logistical details for the kiddos (where will they stay, who will bring them to the hospital, etc.) It seems so strange to say I am due next week. Surreal is probably a good word for it. It’s a waiting game from here on out. Every birth is different and I am anxious to find out this little one’s birth story!