39 Weeks

I just had the best sleep I’ve had in ages and dang it feels good. I fell asleep quickly, there were no restless limbs or heartburn to keep me awake, when I did wake up to change position I drifted back to sleep straight away… I feel like a new woman. 

Not much has changed on the symptom front, all is well with baby. It’s pretty much just a waiting game at this point. Everyone is ready to meet him. It’s kind of crazy to think I could be a mother in just days, or in a few weeks. I know which one I prefer.

The hardest thing at the moment is being away from my husband for so long. I won’t be back with him until baby is born and until then all we get are short, day-long visits once a week on his day off from work. He’s definitely looking forward to me giving birth. Not only because he will get to meet/hold his son but also because it will mean two weeks off work for him and he hasn’t had more than a couple of days off at a time in over a year.

Personally, even though I feel impatient to meet baby, I don’t think my pregnancy has dragged at all. Here I am, one week off my due date, and this pregnancy has been a blur. I’m 39 weeks, what? It feels like I only just finished up at work and yet that was 5 weeks ago. The end is so close. How close? We shall see.


Maternity bra dramas

So I’m a bigger girl. Size 18/20 and a DD/E cup. This has made shopping for maternity clothes here in NZ, pretty much, a waste of time. Most shops I went to either had no maternity range or a small row/rack with limited and quite frankly ugly choices. Maternity bra shopping has gone no better.

Today my mother and me set out in search of maternity bras. I hadn’t had much luck previously but I live in a small town so it wasn’t surprising. Bra shopping itself has always been a struggle because back when I was younger it was quite hard to find nice looking bras in bigger sizes. Nowadays it isn’t as bad when it comes to normal bras but apparently it’s bloody impossible when it comes to maternity! 

First we went to Farmers. Out of their entire lingerie range there were two racks hidden way at the back of the section and the largest size we could find was a 16DD. Next, Bendon. There was one row and 10Fs and 12Es galore, but the only size 18 came in a C cup and there were no size 20s. Third, Postie. Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch. We couldn’t find any maternity bras at all. Finally, The Warehouse. There were about four different options for maternity bras and we did manage to find an 18DD for $15 so I bought it. It may not fit properly but at that point I was desperate for something at least close to my size. 

Now some of these stores may actually stock bigger sizes in their big city locations. If that’s the case by god do I wish there was more consistency across all locations! If not it would seem that most chain stores are under the impression that bigger people don’t get pregnant? Either way maternity shopping was not a pleasant or fruitful experience instead it was incredibly frustrating. My mother even looked at online specialty stores and they didn’t have much. We ended up finding a 20E from a specialty store on TradeMe (for those who don’t know that’s an auction website) and bought that so at least I have something in my actual size… 

What a bloody mission. 


38 Weeks

Heartburn (as usual) and restless leg syndrome have been teaming up this week to ensure my sleep is utter crap. Baby is resting low which isn’t exactly comfortable and I’ve been such a lady, burping all the time due to gas. Labour feels so close but so far and the time is approaching where I’m keen to just get this baby out of me haha.

I’m now staying with my mother and will be for the rest of the pregnancy and boy oh boy has it been nice not having to do the majority of the cooking and cleaning like I do back home. I was nice though and prepped some meals for my husband to chuck in the slow cooker while he’s at work which he’s been enjoying and I took our dog with me so that he doesn’t have to worry about him during the day and shut him up in the kennel while he works.

It’s been great to have family around during the day. I was getting pretty lonely being at home by myself the majority of the day, so the company has been good and it’ll be even better when my best friend comes to visit throughout the week. I miss my husband terribly though and really hope he’s able to get a couple of days off and come visit.

With labour so close I’m getting a little nervous, but not hugely so. When you don’t know what to expect it’s scary but it’s also kind of hard to psych yourself up too much about it if you know what I mean? To be honest I’m more nervous about what comes after. It’s a big change, going from two to three and having a little person who is so dependant on you to look after. I can’t wait to meet him but I don’t want to screw it up.

With all the excitement/nerves surrounding baby I keep forgetting my birthday is coming up the day before his due date haha. Anything could happen between now and then. I could still be pregnant for my birthday, I could be in labour, I could be a mother. Who knows.

Overall though everything has been going so smoothly and as impatient as I am to meet him I’m enjoying these last weeks of relaxing as I know that once he’s here, everything will change. Might as well make the most of the time we have left.


The Bad Mum Brigade

It frustrates me to no end to see so many mothers that feel like they need to point out their ‘bad mum’ moments and justify themselves before the bad mum brigade get in there first. I see it with friends, I see it with mum blogs, I see it all over social media… and it’s just so sad that all these ‘perfect parents’ make others feel like they need to do this to avoid criticism. 

The pressure to do what’s considered ‘right’, the expectation to be perfect parents 24/7, 365… it’s just so unnecessary. No one is perfect. Everyone has moments as parents where they wonder if they did the right thing, where they think ‘maybe I could have handled that better’, where they make mistakes. It’s normal. So why do we stress so much over what other people think? We’re all just trying our best and what works for one may not work for another. 

Your baby is breast fed? Awesome! Your baby is on formula? That’s great! Your babies are fed and well nourished. You stay at home with the kids? Fabulous! Your kids go to daycare while you work? Amazing! You’re doing what works best for your family. 

Never let anyone make you feel like you are anything less than an amazing parent. Never make anyone else feel like they aren’t as good a parent because they made different choices. We’re all human. We all try our best for our kids and that’s what they’re going to remember; that we tried, that we did our best to provide for them, nurture them, teach them and keep them safe… and that’s all that matters. 


The ‘hospital’ bags

With just two and half weeks left until my due date and only a couple of days before I go and stay with my mother for the remainder of the pregnancy (she lives closer to the birth centre and hospital) my bags are packed and ready to go. The hospital bag has been packed for weeks, I’ve just slowly been adding the last little things to it as time draws closer. So what’s in mine? 

  • Loose, comfortable clothes, enough to last two days with a spare change if needed
  • A ‘coming home’ outfit
  • Pyjamas and a dressing gown
  • A pack of new, comfy underwear
  • Maternity pads
  • Breast pads
  • Toothbrush and toothpaste
  • Shampoo and conditioner
  • Body wash 
  • Deodorant 
  • Minimal makeup
  • Nipple cream
  • Changes of clothes for my husband

Maternity bras are the next thing to go in there and I’ll pack my phone charger and other little bits and bobs on the day. 

And what’s in baby’s bag?

  • 2 prem outfits 
  • 3 NB outfits
  • 3 0-3m outfits
  • Singlets for NB/0-3
  • 1 jumper each for NB/0-3
  • Socks
  • Mittens
  • Hats
  • Snuggly
  • Pacifier
  • 2 swaddle blankets
  • 2 warm blankets

We’ll see what we found useful and what we didn’t, as well as what we would pack next time around and I’ll be sure to write an update afterwards. What about you? What was/is in yours? If you have any suggestions feel free to leave them below.