Here I am with 7 weeks to go. Just gigantic :)
Here I still have 3 weeks to go. Goodness.
I am setting up Sloane's birth story with my hugeness because it plays a big role. I always measure big, and I always have big babies. This time was a little different, I was measuring really big the whole pregnancy. With the high risk situation I had to have about 8 ultrasounds and consistently I was measuring huge. I really didn't think I was that much bigger than my other babies, but towards the end they started freaking me out!
The day before my due date, the ultrasound estimated that Sloane weighed in at 10 lbs. 15 oz.
All that I wanted from this birthing experience was to not have to be induced again. I just wanted so badly to come on my own time, but when they told me that she was an 11 pounder, I started to doubt if I could hold out and thought about caving to be induced. I remember so clearly birthing Gus at 9 lbs. 11 oz. and thinking that I literally was tearing in half and struggling so to push his big noggin out. I just didn't think I could handle too much bigger than him, so over a pound bigger was really weighing on my mind.
I decided to go with my gut and trust that she wasn't that big and the ultrasound was wrong. Glad I did. It was blissful to come on my own, naturally :)