Second Baby Bump Progress – 23 Weeks
In case you missed the update about this pregnancy being considered high risk, you can read it here – What I haven’t said about my pregnancy. I’m going back to where I left off and doing bump progress shots, with more information about what we’ve learned along the way about our baby girl and her medical issue. All of these leading up to 33 weeks are written in past tense, just from what I remember was going on. I want a record for myself, for my little girl and to help anyone else who may find themselves in a similar situation.
January 16th – January 22nd
How big is baby? She is the size of a grapefruit – approximately 10.5-11.8″ long and 12.7-20.8 oz. I think these are the same measurements as last week, so my guess is she is just filling out a little bit more this week.
How I’m feeling? This was the week before our visit to Children’s was scheduled, where we would get all the answers and the plan we had been waiting for. This was kind of a long week for me, but I remember trying to stay busy as best as I could.
One of the things keeping me busy was thinking about lowering the side of Ezra’s crib (really just changing out the side. The Jenny Lind crib has a separate piece you replace one side with to make the crib into a “toddler bed”) and eventually moving him into the empty bedroom, so his room could become baby girl’s nursery.
So, that week, we did just that –
And then a lot of this ensued –Because why get on your bed at the low end when you can climb over the side??
Any cravings or weird dreams? Not that I can really remember, though it’s possible.
Any other details? Not that I can remember. This week truly was like being in limbo, as we waited for January 26th and our day at Children’s to fill in all the rest of the details of this journey with our baby. We were still somewhat working through the emotions of the previous week and the call from the genetic counselor (which, this week, we did get our final amnio result that confirmed the initial result of no genetic abnormalities). Mostly, though, I think we were just trying to stick with some normalcy and not think too much about duodenal atresia until we could talk with the surgeon and other doctors.