Today I'm 27 weeks, 3 days, exactly how far along I was when Hannah and Isabelle were born. To celebrate, I made an unplanned visit to the OB because I'm feeling some pelvic pressure and have been kind of "off" all weekend. I was reassured to learn that things look fine for the most part; my cervix is starting to soften but not dilate or shorten so they're not concerned. I'll go back in next week for another check up but so far, all seems to be well.
The OB was funny. She said she thinks that whenever people have a history of preterm labor, they should automatically be scheduled to come in every week for the few weeks surrounding the gestational age of their last birth. I think this is a great idea! Every time I experience a twinge or ache or cramp, I immediately get anxious. I didn't think it would affect me this much, but it does. It's making it a little hard to enjoy this pregnancy, coupled with the fact that at just shy of 28 weeks, I'm definitely experiencing some of the discomforts of pregnancy: acid reflux, backaches, hard time sleeping, etc. Poor B has pretty much taken over care of the girls when he's around, and while I don't feel like I have the physical energy to be a big contributor around the house, my mind is still intact enough (for the most part!) to make me feel like a total sloth because of it.
And then there's the girls. They are both getting over a lingering cold that escalated into croup and wheezing, and Hannah is just a week out from her second round of botax. So they have both been super whiny, needy and contrary. I think some of it must also be a reaction to my dwindling involvement in their care, so already that lovely parental guilt is kicking in. I can only imagine how it will be when the babe finally does arrive. I guess at least when that happens, I'll have more energy to deal with it. Wait, no I won't. I will be sleep deprived. Right....
But on the positive side, Hannah is forcing our hand on the "how much do we adapt our house to her needs and limitations?" question. We've sort of been coasting along with this, doing some things to make it easier for her to get around but also helping her with other tasks that are challenging for her. Now in her newfound mobility and independence, Hannah is not as interested in all of that assistance. This is such a gift, but it has us hand-wringing as we look around at our 1900s two story home. So we're trying to figure out which are the most important adaptations to make and the ones that we can afford. Today Hannah's OT said something that helped me put it into perspective a little more. She said that even if Hannah can't do the entire potty routine on her own, for instance, if she can get on and off the potty herself, that might give her the sense of competence she's looking for, at least right now. And then we can keep readjusting as she grows and develops and gains more skills.
This all sounds good, I'm just not quite sure how we'll find the time or money to accomplish some of these things, especially as we're also trying to get ready for the baby. I did have a fun idea the other night before falling asleep, that maybe we could plan a "Team Hannah" day at our house and invite a bunch of folks over to help out with a few projects that would otherwise take B a long time to get to, but that with a few extra sets of hands, could be completed in half a day's work. Maybe we'll do that, or something like it. Either way, it's clear that our girl is ready to have more control of her environment, and for that I am so grateful.
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I would be a nervous wreck if I got pregnant again, I would be afraid to move.
We have done some small adaptions here for Elizabeth. We have placed chairrail down each set of steps for her own handrail. We have step stool / dressing benches on each floor so she can put on her coat or get dressed (works in progress). We have the Royal Potty here and it clicks very snuggly to the toilet and Elizabeth can pull on it to climb up to the toilet. I like that it has side and back supports as well. My favourite for Elizabeth's independance was her HippoSmile chair she can climb up and down and it does not look like a baby high chair and it will grow with her up till her teens. I am finding 4 is the year of fierceful independance.
If I'm not traveling, I'm totally in for a Team Hannah day. It would be a lot of fun and I know we could get a lot done!
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