30 Weeks

Somehow, this seems like a milestone. I mean, women have babies at "30-something weeks" all the time. Healthy, no problem, happy babies. This is the home stretch. I'm not at all sure if I'm ready or not, but I/we are getting there.


At the same time, can I say...Phew, this past week went by fast. No real nursery or baby prep progress, I've been waiting for payday on Saturday. Yippee! But we definitely have a plan now, if not the necessary materials.


Because I work afternoons/evenings, the evening schedule around here usually feels a bit rushed. On Monday, we add another event to our evening schedule...the start of our birthing classes, from 6:30-9:30 on Monday nights, for the next month. I've heard mixed reviews about taking classes. Some say that they are a waste of time, that when it comes down to it, your body knows what to do. Others say that the more information you have, the better. Ultimately, I fall into the latter category. I want to know my options and what to "expect." Our hospital doesn't offer anything beyond a 2-hour class, so we're actually going to take these through another hospital system. Hopefully, they'll be worth it.


What's going on with Mia this week:

• She's about 16 inches long and 3 pounds, about the size of a head of cabbage.

• Her eyelashes and eyebrows are now visible. I wonder if she'll have her Daddy's ridiculously long, every-woman-wishes-she-had-them lashes, or my much lighter, always-enhanced-by-mascara lashes?

• Her level of infection fighting antibodies is now about equivalent to mine (an adult's). If she were born today, she'd have an 85% chance of survival, but not without possible complications. Beyond 35 weeks, those chances of complications are almost non-existent.

As for me, my only real "complaint" is that my sleep patterns are completely out of whack. There are nights where the slightest sound, like, oh I don't know, Kevin breathing will keep me from falling asleep until the early hours of the morning. I then end up sleeping in later in the morning, but that means that when it's time to go to bed again at night, I'm not sleepy. And the cycle continues.

Mia thinks this is great. She takes these insomnia opportunities as her own personal "playtime" with me.

The "official" 30 weeks pic: