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34 Weeks

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All week long, I've really been looking forward to today and reaching 34 weeks. I know it would still be an early debut for Baby Davolt, but there's comfort in knowing how much closer we are to his due date and what a difference the past few weeks have made for him.

Fortunately, after Monday's visit to the doctor (see previous post), the rest of the week was fairly quiet. We were fortunate to have friends bring dinner on three different nights this week, requiring little extra effort for Jeff. Thursday night, we went to our Childbirth Prep class, as we have done since March. This was our second and last week dedicated to Baby care. Evidently, we should know everything there is about swaddling, bathing and soothing (note sarcasm). Then, Friday, I went back to the doctor for another NST which showed nothing of concern. Like my appointments used to be, this one was boringly good!

Coming Up:
  • NST on Monday and Thursday.
  • Prior to my NST on Thursday, I will have a growth ultrasound. The goal of this ultrasound is to measure baby and estimate a birth weight, a number that I'm nervous to hear; perhaps ignorance is bliss! Additionally, they will check out my placenta again for any sign of tearing which was not evident before.
  • The remaining two weeks of our class will be focused on Breastfeeding, which I can't help but feel a little anxious about.

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