16 weeks / aka: 4 months / aka: this whole baby-thing is really going to happen! Wow!!
It’s been an eventful week: (bodily fluid warning) Literally the day after my last pregnancy-post, we had a bed full of blood – never something that any pregnant girl wants to see at any time. So, another Friday, another trip to BC Women’s Hospital where I was carefully inspected from every conceivable angle (quote of the morning was my husband saying, “well, i’m glad he’s going to take a look” as the doctor was prepping the speculum.)
After hearing the baby’s heartbeat loud and clear (a lovely-sounding 142bpm) and determining that neither the baby nor I was in crisis, we were sent for an “emergency ultrasound” (which in this case meant reporting in at about seven hours later) to locate the source of this ongoing bleeding.
After what could only be described as a Thorough Ultrasound, we were released with little further understanding of the situation. Measurements were taken and the baby is growing absolutely, perfectly, amazingly on schedule. The surrounding environment was checked out and the placenta is in tact, in place and in full-support mode. I apparently just have a radically sensitive cervix that (during this phase of my life) will spring a leak with any effort, impact or exertion.
So, with doctor’s orders, there will be no “effort, impact or exertion” for the next three weeks.
(thus endeth the bodily fluid warning)
The “fun part” of the day was that we ended up with some bonus ultrasound pics to share with the family (and with you!). Our ultrasound tech, bless her heart, was So Excited to record an image of the baby looking straight into the camera. Ken and I agree that it is one of the most frightening things we have ever seen (reminded me of a certain movie villain).
Luckily, that wasn’t the only picture recorded. A great profile shot leads me to an interesting theory, known as “the angle of the dangle“. Apparently, some folks believe that (after about 12 weeks) gender may be identified by studying some angles in the lower portion of the spine:
and here’s our baby…
what do you think?? At this point and based on that irrefutable scientific evidence (any theory with the word “dangle” in it must be airtight), i’m thinking g-i-r-l… hmm…
16 weeks – 159lbs (total gain: 11 pounds). Everyone’s weight gain for pregnancy is different. As long as the change in weight makes sense in relation to your diet and lifestyle, there isn’t much to worry about. For me, I was a marathon runner and had been married the month before entering this baby-phase. Once the baby settled in to its nine month nest, some pretty wacky nausea and extreme fatigue settled in, meaning that the frequency of lunchtime workouts and weekend long-runs all but died out, I was flat on my back by about 7pm each night and the only food that seemed appealing was french fries, potatoes and Dairy Queen blizzards. As a result of this massive lifestyle shift, I went from 148lbs-160 in about 6 weeks.
A few visits to a dietitian followed where I was encouraged to be aware that a gain at that rate couldn’t be maintained healthily throughout the 9 months (that’s putting it nicely) and assured that my body would right itself. Sure enough, my weight hasn’t really changed for about two months since that initial spike.
Dressing with 11 extra pounds and 4 months of baby is definitely different. And I’m learning it can be fun and comfortable!
Pre-Baby Dressing at 16 weeks
What I first loved about this dress: The fabric is so soft and stretchy… at 16weeks, to be honest, i’m often more bloat than bump. This piece feels amazing and hangs beautifully.
Where / When will I wear this? such a versatile dress – this was a Sunday afternoon, casual with boots, leggings and a jean jacket but could easily be dressed up with nylons and heels.
What about after the baby? the stretchy drape in the neck of the dress allows this to be worn post-baby to allow for easy access while nursing.
These pics were taken the first time I had worn this dress in public, which also marked the first time I had worn something that is officially “maternity” in public. It seems like every day on thebump.com, people are discussing how far along they are and whether they are still wearing their pre-pregnancy clothes. After one day in this dress, i’m a convert:
why would I want to stay in ill-fitting clothes?
My favourite thing about wearing this dress was that it was suddenly obvious that I am pregnant – not just 10 pounds heavier. My overall shape definitely is changing already, and staying in the skirts and tops designed for my business-as-usual stick-straight body just looks awkward. I’m more comfortable in clothes that are accommodating the new curves, and the people surrounding me are comfortable with the understanding that I haven’t just let myself go… I’m growing a baby!
For the first time, strangers stopped to ask how far along I am, told me that I looked great, and congratulated us. It was fun and I felt wonderful. This whole process is a miracle! What do I possible have to hide?