Week 34

Today marks the end of Week 34. Week 34 was good in that a) I haven't fainted (although I did come close and, as fate would have it, I was in the very stuffy office of the Vice President of Health, Safety and Environment at the time... wouldn't that have been an entertaining incident report!) and b) our obstetrician appointment on Thursday went very well.

The baby is healthy and all measurements/weights are right on track. On Thursday the baby weighed in at about 2.2 kg (5 lbs) and was wiggling around so much it was hard for Dr. O'Neill to take her measurements. I'd just had some lunch and the baby does love its food - we always get a little party post-mealtime. I've gained some weight as well since the last appointment but only about 1 kg (2.2 lbs), which again defies logic and physics as I feel 10x bigger. People at work keep reminding me of this, lovely sorts!

This week is my last week of work. I am very much looking forward to being done. The pace has been nothing short of manic at work these last few weeks. I've been keeping up but I don't think this is the best thing for me to be doing at the moment. I know this week will be manic as well but once I get through it, then I've got 4 weeks (hopefully!) of R&R to truly prepare myself for the birth.

I/we still don't have any strong intuitions as to the sex of the baby. I've heard every wives tale about 6x now. In the same day someone told me I'm having a boy because I'm carrying it lower and then about 2 hours later someone told me I'm having a girl for the very same reason. The general consensus of people who just guess and don't factor in any of the wives tales is that we're having a girl. We shall know for certain in 5 or more weeks, which will be here before we know it!

Today I will pack the hospital bag (as much as I can at this point anyway), all the books say it's a wise move to have this bag at the ready from 35 weeks onward.