I turned 35 weeks yesterday. I’m so ready to be done with this pregnancy (and yet, trying to be so grateful at the same time for this amazing miracle).
I was able to get a 3-D ultrasound yesterday (babies still look a little odd at this stage, IMO), but it was still super cute. Some pictures looked like it could be a girl, and some looked like it could be a boy. So, I remain blissfully clueless about this little one’s gender.
Baby is weighing 5 lbs., 7 oz. That is right about 50%, and the nurse said I should be on track to have a 7-8 lb baby (which would be the smallest baby ever born to my husband’s side of the family). Baby’s heart rate fluctuated between 139-155 bpm. It’s head down (I don’t think it’s ever been head up), and looks mighty squished in there.
We’ve settled on names (finally) for this little one. Hannah if it is a girl. There is a lot of meaning associated with that name, for us. It would have been Brae’s name if he had been a girl. It’s Brae’s birthmom’s last name. It’s the woman in the Bible who struggled with infertility. It goes really well with Sienna. And, my middle name and my sister’s middle name is each Ann.
If it’s a boy, I’m leaning towards Drew. Tygh is very picky when it comes to boy names, and on his list, this is my favorite.
Last week, Sienna had her 3 year check up. She is still off the charts for height at 39 1/2 inches. She’s 90th percentile for weight at 36 lbs. She’s just a tall, sturdy little girl.
The doctor noted that she seemed quite sassy (that’s not hard to pick up), but that she otherwise is a healthy little girl. She prefers water over any other beverage. She loves salads with ranch dressing. She’s a champion sleeper. She’s been potty-trained for 6 months. She is a fish in the water. She loves playing dress up. And she loves animals. If I were to predict, this girl will be a vet or do something with animals.
She seems generally unaware of the fact that she’s going to be a big sister soon, although she’s got all the right lingo down. She has started wanting to try the baby’s pacifiers, and crawling into the crib. I’m trying to prepare for some regression in her.
All in all, life is good. We feel extremely blessed with how God has shaped our family.
And I just cannot wait for this next month to be over.