First day of my third trimester and exhaustion hit me like a brick wall. I was so tired, I didn’t want to drive home in fear of falling asleep behind the wheel. I had been told that the fatigue could return, but I did not expect it to be so direct. Fortunately, it was just that one day [so far].
That same day, McVaby stopped moving. I had been feeling her very consistently the past couple of weeks then suddenly, nothing. I had this calm. I was aware that I needed to pay attention and not go too long without talking to the doctor if the lack of movement continued. However, I was not fearful of the situation. A friend told me to listen to my “mother’s intuition”. Two days later, Mike began talking to my belly in hopes of getting a response. He swears that’s what worked!
The next day it was apparent she was ready to party again. Along with consistent movement throughout a majority of the day, I can now feel her move on both sides of my belly at the same time.
Week 26 proved to be a miserable one. This had little to do with the pregnancy and lots to do with the cold I caught. I found that I have taken medicine for granted my entire life. The pregnancy seemed to just let the cold fester… and fester.
Luckily, I began to feel better in time for the Christmas festivities over the weekend.
We enjoyed the squadron Christmas party on Friday night.
On Saturday, Mike surprised me with a date to Seoul for dinner and the Nutcracker!
Week 27 pictures just in time for Christmas.