I'd like to think it's because my arms are too short.
More than likely it's just that this belly is getting too far out there.
Here's my best attempt at self-portraiture seeing I have this not so little bump going on.
Either way I guess partial tummy shots are better than none at all, right?
34 weeks and counting.
I think I will keep going on this post since Annabelle is gone with her Daddy to Costco to pick up another set of shelves for our overflowing garage and I am just sitting here snacking on a handful of dark chocolate covered pistachios from Trader Joes. A sweet treat from a sweet friend. Oh and consider yourself warned/buyer beware: the pistachios are super addictive.
So I had an appointment on Monday. During which our midwife Toni discovered that this little Jack boy of ours was in head up position. She was tipped off by the fact that we could feel his cute little hiccups way at the top of my tummy. It made sense actually. Explained why I had been so uncomfortable the last couple nights, trying to sleep with his head up in my ribcage...and I kept telling David, it felt like heartburn, when I knew it was actually him zipping around in there.
Toni suggested a couple things we could do to get him to turn. Prefaced by, " this is going to sound funny but you it works..." 1. try shining a flashlight directly at the bottom of your tummy...often it will get a baby to turn, as they head toward the light. 2. Or you could try playing music at the bottom of your tummy. She said to come back in a week and we'd check on him then, and if he was still up she'd send me home with a bunch of exercises to do. Later on that night, out of pure curiosity I did about a 10 minute flashlight treatment. I felt kind of...okay... really silly sitting on the couch talking to David holding a flashlight on my tummy. Then I suggested he try talking to him, thinking if anyone could, Daddy could coax him to do a little somersault in there. So David gave him a little pep talk. It was darling and heart melting. Afterwards we just snuggled for a while. Just enjoying each other and that exact precious moment in time. Until my stomach felt like a tidal wave had hit it and seriously started contorting...and ugghhh, I had to get up because all of a sudden I was feeling really uncomfortable.
I woke up the next morning, amazed that I'd slept so well, and so thankful for a restful nights sleep. Just like clockwork at about 8 am, Jack started in with his morning round of hiccups. And then it occurred to me that they were coming from the bottom, instead of the top of my tummy. Now isn't that curious?
Jack my boy, there is no way to prove it for sure but I think your daddy might be a baby whisper. Oh and feel free to stay put now dear one, right where you are, at least for a few more weeks. Mommy is getting so antsy to hold you. I think if I try really hard, I can wait a little longer for you. Just a little though.