It's been a while since I've posted any baby updates, mostly because there have been much more exciting things going on around here and partly because there hasn't been a whole lot of action on the baby front. However, there are two big milestones that I want to record for prosperity's sake!
First of all, the sweet little girl decided to give her daddy a gift on our anniversary! All through the holiday season, Sylvain and I sat next to each other with his hand on my tummy for a few minutes each evening (when she's most active) waiting for him to be able to feel her kick. Every couple minutes I would say "Did you feel that?" and he'd say, "No," then I'd ask again and again until he'd finally say, "I don't feel anything!" and leave. I was always disappointed. When we were staying at the B&B in Harrodsburg for our anniversary, Sylvain was watching soccer and I was taking a nap on the giant king-sized bed (mmmmmm, king-sized naps). Since I was lying in front of him, he just put his hand on my tummy and waited while I was half-asleep. I didn't say a word because I was so tired. After five minutes or so, she gave the biggest kick I've ever felt and we both snapped our heads around to look at each other. I KNEW he had to feel it, but I was afraid to ask, so I just smiled. He said, "Was that you?" and I said, "No! That was HER!" and he laughed. That was the only time he's felt her so far, but we don't try as hard now that we've had our little moment.
Our second big milestone - hiccups! I started feeling hiccups yesterday afternoon while I was taking a nap (I do a lot of napping these days, especially on Saturdays!). It felt just like a little kick, but it was very rhythmic and right in the middle, instead of on the sides or at the bottom of my belly, where her kicks are usually felt. I guess that means her lungs and diaphragm are in working order, so that's good news!
I go to the midwife this week for the dreaded Glucose Screening Test. I have a bottle of that orange stuff in my refrigerator and I have this sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach every time I look at it. I'm not afraid to drink it, I'm afraid they're going to tell me I have Gestational Diabetes and that would be TERRIBLE! I know it's very managable and it's nothing to worry about if I do have it, I just know it means I can't drink as much OJ or eat as much ice cream, and that would make me incredibly sad. Speaking of ice cream, I'm also not looking forward to finding out how much weight I've gained since my last visit before the holidays. NO I WILL NOT post it here! I feel like I've gained four hundred pounds, but when I look in the mirror, it does appear to be all "baby." My butt still looks normal, as does the rest of me, I just have this giant basketball inside my shirt. I guess I'll just have to wait and see what Thurday brings!