I think the information posted on BabyCenter re what's happening during my 27th week is hilarious. It says my breasts are going to increase up to 4 times: huh...
"Toni, as you mark the days of your third trimester off the calendar, your body will continue to change and grow. You will gain weight more rapidly than in your first or second trimester, and your
breasts will increase in size and weight - up to
four times larger and heavier. By the time you deliver, your total weight gain will probably be between 25 and 35 pounds. Keep in mind that your weight gain is not just the baby; about 75 percent of your new weight is due to increased bodily fluids (such as blood), the placenta, and the increased size and weight of your
breasts.
Your baby weighs approximately 2 pounds and measures about 9.6 inches from crown to rump (or nearly 14.5 inches from head to heel). Her facial features are almost fully developed and synchronizing enough that she may make faces that are visible on an ultrasound. Your baby's skin is becoming thicker and fleshier and increasingly wrinkled, thanks to the amniotic fluid. The skin will remain wrinkled for the first month or so after birth. During this week, the brain continues its rapid growth, and the lungs continue to develop."
Food: So I've gone full circle today and had a Salisbury Steak for lunch. But this time, it wasn't frozen. Again there has been a little switch in my diet. The last two weeks I had no appetite. Enjoying some fruits - but have taken on more interest in Jamba Juice. Still loving pineapples and watermelon, branching out to peaches and plums now that they are in season. Blueberries and raspberries are also at the top of the list. Ordering a cup of coffee and sesame bagel in the mornings for breakfast. The major switch has been in the meat department as it has taken on the intensity it used to have for me. Am looking out for the best chicken wings, had eaten complete orders of Mongoloian beef by myself, and of course today, the infamous salisbury steak. I'm now moving away from Asian food more; although this weekend AG and I ate Japanese food several times. I'm enjoying sushi - mostly tuna. Of course, sweets are back on the menu - cookies, candy, pastries.
Guilty pleasures: there have been some wonderful things I'm enjoying about being pregnant which I need to post. First, it's been exciting, to have little Martini growing and kicking inside of me. Knowing her every kick, squirms, movements - it's like a little secret between her and I and I love it. I have a sense of her that no one else has. I'm noticing her reactions to music, food and to my own movements. She's in my thoughts constantly. When I'm working or forget for a moment that I'm pregnant, she reminds me quickly with a swift kick. If I don't feel her movements within that hour, I start to wonder if she's sleeping. When she does move, it's as if she's communicating to me. I know it's all projection but it's a lot of fun.
Another pleasure is the response I get from men and women. I actually like how men notice my condition and open doors for me, or ask me if I'm alright when a homeless person bumps into me. It makes me feel that people do care about others - that we aren't living in our own small world, that we are all connected. Mushy mushy mushy - I know - can I blame it on the hormones? And AG has been the best of course - helping me get up on my feet, carrying my bags, opening doors for me, keeping me warm when I'm cold - even giving me his jacket when I'm already wearing two and he has none, rubbing my belly, talking to little Martini, making me laugh - but all in all allowing me to be cranky or to continue pushing myself, having faith that I know my own limitations and restrictions. I have never had such support from a partner - and this journey has been so much fun because of his support.
The kinks: Of course pregnancy comes with some discomfort - more so for others. I've been fortunate so far. I've had a couple of issues - should I dare mention them? For the other mothers who are reading the blogs and the ones that aren't far behind me - here they are: (1) 1 bad case of heartburn early on; (2) 1 very bad case of (gasp) hemorroids - god it was painful to walk for 4 days; (3) backaches; (4) inability to sleep through the night; (5) constant bathroom hunting; and (6) wedgies; but the worst has been (7) the constant constant leakage. It's annoying, causes uncomfortable itchiness, unashamed public scratching and panty readjustment and worry that others notice the huge block of wetness. But really, all of these kinks are nothing, absolutely nothing compared to the amazing feeling of having her grow and kick inside of me and knowing that I'm making a little person that will look like me and AG. It's magical.
I'm not sure what's in store for me as I enter my 3rd and final trimester. I'm hoping for the best but know that at best I'll be uncomfortable the last 2 weeks before she's born. Already it's been uncomfortable sitting for long periods of time - rolling from one side to the other when sleeping was a freaky experience. There's a 10 second delay as she shifts and her weight is redistributed, meanwhile, steamrolling all my organs in the process. Advice: hold on to the belly while rolling from side to side.
Even though work has been demanding and stressful, there really hasn't been a better time in my life to have our little Martini. I'm enjoying her every movement and growth. I'm also at a point in my life where money isn't bountiful yet, but we're also not scraping by either. So there's room to enjoy my pregnancy and not worry too much about how we'll take care of her. AG and I have a comfortable life with loving families and a community of friends who are excited to welcome her. She's making me feel young and old at the same time - young enough to reproduce, old enough to take on the responsibility of a life besides my own.