40 min prenatal yoga workout + 10 mins of sciatica stretches
I'm still on cloud 9 from our 34 week appointment yesterday. We had our growth scan and were surprised with a 3D ultrasound to get a closer look at our baby boy!
I know the growth scans have a 15% error associated with them, but Baby Mo is measuring at 4 lbs 9 ounces, in the 30th percentile - a peanut like his mom. Of course, his head is measuring larger for his size - we have his daddy to thank for that one! The doctor estimated his birth weight to be in the 7 lb range, so I'm looking forward to seeing how accurate it is. I'm honestly quite relieved because there ain't no way this 5'1" frame is pushing out a 9 lb baby! All in all, he is super healthy with a heart rate of 142, and he's already head down, which I'm excited about because I'm really hoping to deliver naturally. Only 6 weeks left to go until we get to meet him ahhh!!
We were also able to finish up the last of the nursery this weekend. I can't wait to do a nursery reveal post! I sat down on Sunday morning before the football game started and entered into artist-mode. The canvases I used were once my grandmother's - she was a very talented painter in her day! - and I felt it was a nice memento to have in the nursery. In keeping with the nursery theme, I painted simple jungle animals using fun colors in the background. We plan on hanging them over the dresser/changing table.
I have more good news! Last week, I mentioned I was dealing with some pretty nasty sciatica and was unable to walk much. Well, I visited the chiropractor as a last-resort effort to make the final 7 weeks of my pregnancy not excruciatingly painful, and it worked! For those like me who have never been to a chiropractor, I cannot recommend it enough. During my first visit, my body movement was analyzed in order to pinpoint where the problem area was, and the chiropractor was able to determine it was originating from my mid-back. He had me do a simple standing spinal twist to either side - turns out I could barely twist towards the left. So he had me lay on my side, and he massaged out the muscle down the spine using his elbow - this part was not entirely comfortable, I will admit. In fact, it hurt like a bitch and made me question my decision to try this. It also made me question my ability to handle labor in a sane manner, but that's an entirely different subject. Then the real effed up part began. He starts contorting my body into a position and explains to me he's going to apply pressure, and I'm going to hear some cracks that might sound alarming but will not hurt. I took a deep breath in, and on the exhale, I heard a series of snap, crackle, pops that resembled the sound popcorn makes in a microwave when it's at its peak popping stage. No, it didn't hurt, but it was a little unnerving to hear, nonetheless. I flipped over, and he repeated the process on my other side - realigning my spine. It is essentially the same act as when you crack your knuckles, and the result is the release of air between the joints. Finally, he had me lay on my back, squeezing a pillow on my chest, where he continued to apply his body weight into the pillow to finish the alignment process. When I stood up to walk around, I noticed immediately that my right hip was no longer popping when I walked, and the pain was already at about 50% of what it was before my visit. He had me sit back on ice for 15 minutes to relieve the inflammation. I returned later in the week for some minor re-alignment, and by the following day, I was able to walk almost pain-free. I'm continuing to ice my tailbone area daily, and I've been doing light yoga 5x a week. I haven't ventured as far as going for a brisk walk just yet, but I'm hoping by the weekend I will be able to do a mile at a time.
In the meantime, I've been thoroughly enjoying downtime in our new recliner. We bought this specifically with the baby in mind, and Brent and I now have to practically flip coins to determine who gets dibs on it at night. Jasper hated the damn thing at first because it has a motor (he's a huge baby), and now he gets mad because it's really not big enough for him to be in it, too. That doesn't stop him from trying though...
Also, fall seems to be starting earlier than usual in these parts, which means pumpkin everything in this house. I baked these delicious pumpkin cinnamon buns this weekend - to DIE for - and I plan to make them again to freeze away for my maternity leave.