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Week 25

Jul09

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week by week pregnancyYour Baby:

  • Weighs about 1 1/2 pounds and is 13 1/2 inches long.
  • Is growing more hair, with a distinctive color and texture and everything.

You:

  • Have a uterus the size of a soccer ball.
  • Have probably noticed a decent increase in your belly size over the past few weeks — your fundal measurements (the length between your pubic bone and the top of your uterus) grew about an inch-and-a-half in the past four weeks alone.
  • May start experiencing uterine contractions soon, if you haven’t already.

I don’t really have a single, streamlined topic for this week, other than 25 WEEKS? WHAT? WHAAAAAT?

I had my first Braxton-Hicks contractions over the weekend — a bit earlier than last time, I think, or maybe I just assumed they were gas. (Pregnancy is so gaseous, people, I will just never get over it.)

Braxton-Hicks contractions are…well, they’re contractions of your uterus. A sudden tightening, sort of like a menstrual cramp, but…not really like a menstrual cramp. Sometimes they hurt in a stabbing, gasping-for-air sort of way, and other times they don’t hurt at all. Everything just clenches up for a few seconds or a minute (if you put your hand on your stomach you can sometimes even feel the sudden rock-hardness of your uterus), and then everything relaxes, like nothing happened at all. They aren’t dangerous or an indicator of early labor (unless you have more than four an hour, or notice bleeding or leaking fluid) — they’re partly your body’s natural warming up for the real thing and partly just a total flipping annoyance.

I was driving home when the first one hit — a sharp clenching sensation took over my entire pelvic region and remained steady for what felt like forever, but was probably less than a minute. My mouth involuntarily opened in a gasp or cry that I never really got out, and then it was over. I got home and quickly grabbed a big glass of water and a stack of throw pillows to prop under my feet. Dehydration can play a big part in these sorts of contractions, and I remember having to practically quadruple my water intake during the third trimester to keep them under control.

The next one came the next day, while we were walking through the mall. This one hurt. A lot. More pain than a mere tightening, and I suddenly had to stoop over a little bit and walk very slowly. It refused to stop until I sat down. At some point Jason turned around and realized he’d left his pregnant wife all the way back by the Foot Locker, and instinctively headed towards the nearest vending machine for a bottle of water. He remembers this part too! Pregnancy: it’s just like riding a really awkward and flatulent bicycle.

With my first pregnancy, I was always trying to get friends and family members to “describe” labor to me. How will I know? What does it really feel like? Cramps? A backache? Appendicitis? Uh…gas?

I was always frustrated when a woman would describe her early labor as “feeling funny.” What do you MEAN you “felt funny?” That is supremely unhelpful, and I shall blame you when I accidentally deliver my child at the grocery store because I felt more “stabby” than “funny.”

And now, when asked to describe my own labor story (or even when I’m NOT asked, because lo, do I ever love to tell that story), I admittedly start off by saying that something just felt sort of “off” that day. I was 40 weeks to the day, and had been having a TON of Braxton-Hicks contractions all week, with a marked increase in the past day or two. (The only time I DIDN’T have any contractions was during the TWO doctor’s appointments I’d gone to, when that sort of thing actually gets monitored and counted. Those appointments revealed nothing but a sealed-up-tight cervix and a completely quiet and laid-back uterus.)

I’d lost the mucous plug (which is…yeah, exactly what it sounds like and it’s also known as “bloody show”), officially hit my due date, was working from home and rolling around like a giant beached whale while I contracted all over the place, but my first real indication that something was happening was just…feeling funny. I realized I was taking these deep breaths — not on purpose, but I was. I was pacing and stretching my back and closing my eyes during the contractions. All these tiny little involuntary things you see women on those birthing shows do during labor that you don’t even realize ARE involuntary.

But I wasn’t in pain, really, at least nothing beyond what I’d experienced during regular old Braxton-Hicks contractions. I also didn’t notice a clear pattern in the contractions, since the timing still seemed to be pretty all over the place. It wasn’t until much later than evening when the contractions started getting regular and closer together that I felt timidly confident enough to call my doctor and slowly make my way to the hospital (AFTER one more walk around the block, a shower, a complete repacking of the bag and of course, updating my stupid BLOG).

By the time we got to the hospital it was around one in the morning and I was just over three centimeters dilated — exactly what I needed to be admitted rather than sent back home. I was fully dilated (10 centimeters) and pushing about eight hours after that.

And yet, looking back, I realize that I was slowly moving into active labor for most of the afternoon. It probably “officially” started around noon, a good 12 hours before I got to that full-on, not-to-be-confused-with-anything-else stage of labor.

So if you’re reading this and fretting about knowing the difference between false labor and the real thing, whether that’s a real contraction or a Braxton-Hicks, or are just hoping to Not Be That Pregnant Woman who rushes to Labor & Delivery during every bout of indigestion, allow me to use my bottomless arsenal of words and natural gift of descriptive language to tell you exactly how to know if you are in labor:

You’ll feel sort of…funny. You’ll spend some time convincing yourself that you aren’t in labor, grumble that calling your doctor or getting in the car is just a surefire way to make it all stop dead in its tracks, and then you’ll still wait another hour to call the doctor because he said to call only after an HOUR of regular contractions and it’s only been 45 minutes and that one was kind of irregular so should we start counting from zero again? And then maybe you’ll change your mind and decide that you ARE in labor and there will be a frantic scramble for bags and cellphone chargers and camera batteries and your partner will ask you over and over in the car if this is really “it” or if “it” has stopped and then you’ll get to the hospital and hopefully, probably be in actual labor and get to stay until you have your baby, who you will hold and stare at and be completely unable to believe that just a few hours before was just a funny feeling in your stomach somewhere.

And now, registry checklist time, in which we address the burning question: “How much clothing does one tiny little person actually need?”

CLOTHING

    Buy Now:
  • Homecoming outfit. Cheesy, but admittedly awfully special. Make sure it’s seasonally-appropriate (I made the mistake of registering in the summer for a late-September baby, which meant I ended up with a lot of summery outfits that never got worn), and pack it in your hospital bag in case you’d like your baby to wear it for his/her hospital photo prior to discharge.
  • One dozen plain cotton onesies or snap-shirts (also called kimono shirts). Itty-bitty early stuff gets washed A LOT, and often will get irreparably stained (it’s not like you can bleach stuff that goes near a newborn’s skin, and Dreft and other baby-safe detergents can only do so much against explosive mustard-yellow poops). Don’t go nuts on newborn or 0-3 sized precious little outfits. Go simple and utilitarian — even cute appliqued ducks on a onesie will wear out faster than a plain cotton one (says the woman who threw out many preciously embossed onesies and adored her drawer full of plain white Gerber shirts, many of which are still being used as excellent dustrags).
  • Six pairs of socks. Yes, you need more than six pairs of socks and chances are you can buy a dozen pairs of the teensiest little size out there and have them fit fine. Unless your baby has giant feet and is born requiring 3-6 month-sized socks. LIKE MINE WAS. Argh. (Also, wash them in a lingerie bag to prevent the immediate loss of every single pair.)
  • One dozen snap-up blanket sleeper/footie pajamas. SNAPS, people. SNAPS. Anyone who buys infant clothing with buttons or any type of fastener that goes UP THE BACK hates you. Cut them out of your life, because they are evil.
  • Two or three caps. Again, hard to buy ahead of time. Some babies have giant heads. Others are very small. Snag caps from the hospital, since they are ultra-stretchy and stay put better than any adorable little bear-eared cap I’ve ever found at the store. We were prepared to toss Noah’s caps in our luggage and claim to not know what happened to them in a ploy to get a couple extra to take home, but all I had to do was explain to the nurse that Noah’s melon noggin was too big for the cap I’d brought with his homecoming outfit and she immediately handed me a few freebies.
  • Two elastic-bottomed gowns. I include these begrudgingly. My own mother swore by them — and in theory, they’re great. Just grab the open elastic bottom and yank up to change a diaper, no snaps needed. But every gown I found required an OVER-THE-HEAD motion to get on, which…if you’ve ever tried to dress an itty-bitty floppy newborn, you know this is the most annoying method of dressing possible. (Save for over-the-head, button-up-the-back, which yeah, someone gave us an outfit like that. I hate them.) Newborns are also terribly prone to leaky and/or explosive diapers, which meant I rarely was able to keep Noah in the same outfit after a diaper change anyway. I found a really stretchy onesie or side-snap outfit was easier, even without the elastic bottom perk.
  • Clothing hangers
  • Closet organizer. Seriously, Jason thought it was dumb and gimmicky (“You only want it because it matches the crib bedding!”) but it’s still great. Originally I used the different compartments for keeping different sizes organized (it made it very easy to get rid of the 0-3 sizes and see what we’d need once he outgrew the 3-6 clothing at the same time), and I still prefer it for keeping pants/t-shirts/shorts/etc. separate over dresser drawers. When clothing is that small, it’s easier to just keep it all visible.
    • Buy Later:
  • Shoes. Seriously.
  • “Real” outfits. People will give them to you regardless, so don’t register for any, at least in the tiny sizes. Register for 3-6 month or 6-12 month clothing, which you’ll need in the blink of an eye and find that no one is giving you gifts anymore right when you really do need to completely restock your baby’s wardrobe for the third time in a year.
  • Snow suit or winter coat. Had both, never used them until Noah was out of the infant bucket carseat. Was just waaaay easier to dress him in regular clothes and zip him up with a blanket and the carseat bunting. A snowsuit is a nightmare for diaper changes and makes buckling them into seats and strollers difficult. Go with easy-to-remove layers in colder temperatures.
  • Don’t forget to visit Amalah’s Pregnancy Calendar from Weeks 22, 23, and 24 when she first starts the baby registry discussion.

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    About the author

    Amalah

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    Amalah is a pseudonym of Amy Corbett Storch. She is the author of the Advice Smackdown and Bounce Back. You can follow Amy's daily mothering adventures at Amalah. Also, it's pronounced AIM-ah-lah.

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    Amy is mother to rising first-grader Noah, preschooler Ezra, and toddler Ike.


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    9 Responses to “Week 25”

    1. Paranoid Jul 09 at 2:47 pm Reply Reply

      With regard to going into labor, you may feel “funny.” Or you may feel totally normal until you are (as usual) lying on the sofa and suddenly feel a pop and think the baby has kicked something crucial and you stand up and feel a big gush of water. Then you’ll end up riding to the hospital with several newborn-sized diapers shoved down your pants, because of course it’s been almost 9 months since you bought any pads and you’re pretty sure tampons would be both inappropriate and inadequate at this point.
      Or maybe that was just me.
      Oh, and also? If you have any ideas about using hypnobirthing or natural childbirth, start practicing NOW. Turns out, childbirth is not like law school. You cannot depend on cramming at the last minute and still passing the final, because sometimes the final turns out to be a surprise exam that comes two weeks early.

    2. Emily Jul 09 at 5:31 pm Reply Reply

      “Bleach” baby stains (like yellow poo) by washing the item but not drying it, then set it out in direct sunlight. The sun works wonders–we use cloth diapers (Fuzzibunz) and drying them in the sun has kept them white. I also swear by Charlie’s Soap for washing (www.charliesoap.com) and Oxy-Boost oxygen bleach (www.ecoone.biz) for all our laundry–gentle for the baby things, good for the diapers, works great for grown-up clothes.

    3. Crystal Jul 09 at 6:28 pm Reply Reply

      Ah, pads.
      I had to run out and buy some when I was 20 weeks along (22 now) and had a cold and every time I coughed really hard I had to change my pants. Pads are our FRIENDS…but who knew you’d need them during pregnancy? THAT would have been way more helpful than any of those stupid “you should have gained x pounds by now” paragraphs.
      Oh, and we’re moving in 3 weeks—I have 4 boxes of tampons. WTF? I can’t use those until December or 2009 dude!
      Amalah (or any other experienced moms)–I’m due in Nov and my mom is PRESSURING me to do the snow suit thing. What do you say to a grandmother who is convinced you are trying to HURT THE BABY by not putting it in a snowsuit? You’re the second or third source I’ve read that says they’re kind of pointless, but I also don’t want my Mom and MIL ganging up on me. Help?!

    4. obabe Jul 10 at 11:36 am Reply Reply

      @crystal – i had both the bundle me for the carseat and a snowsuit for both my kids (used more in the stroller). one was a summer baby, so his was a 6-12 from the get go, and i did get a 0-3 one for my october baby. i think it depends where you live. were in chicago, and it gets MIGHTLY cold dec/jan/feb…and being that second child, he got dragged any and everywhere from birth, practically.
      its a purchase that definitely can wait- or have your mom buy it if that makes her feel better. she’ll yell at you if you don’t put socks on the baby AT ALL TIMES, anyway :-)
      oh, and i HATE those elastic bottomed gowns. my kids feet always escaped. uch.

    5. Paula Jul 10 at 1:16 pm Reply Reply

      Footie pajamas – now they make some with zippers that just zip from toe up to neck. Beautiful. No fumbling with snaps while completely groggy-eyed in the middle of the night. Just be careful you don’t “zip” to enthusiastically and pinch your baby’s skin.
      Also – I hate collars on newborn clothes. After 1 wash they stick up (unless you iron them, but who has time) and they get in the way when you are trying to breastfeed the baby. I had a ton of little pajamas with collars and had to grab a pair of scissors and cut them all off.

    6. Zoot Jul 13 at 7:40 am Reply Reply

      Redarding this:
      “One dozen snap-up blanket sleeper/footie pajamas. SNAPS, people. SNAPS. Anyone who buys infant clothing with buttons or any type of fastener that goes UP THE BACK hates you. Cut them out of your life, because they are evil.”
      Okay – so I bought one of those snap up the back thingies for my son, not realizing it was a snap up the back outfit. Not even AFTER HE WORE IT. Because I put it on BACKWARDS. And didnt even think anything about it. Until my husband pointed out that the design should probably go on the front. DUH. I did think it fit awfully weird.
      But other than that? yes. I avoid those like the plague.

    7. Michal Aug 01 at 2:47 pm Reply Reply

      okay…just have to say that I absolutely LOVED the gowns for my daughter. I only had a couple of them and regretted not getting more. This time around I have about equal amounts of both the gowns and the footies. Gowns just arent practical for the carseat when you have a blowout and its your spare clothes set:-)
      On another note: I would highly recommend 2 homecoming outfits. No matter how experienced you doctor/midwife is at estimating size…THEY CAN BE SOOOOO WRONG!!! My daughter was estimated at 8 to 9lbs and was only 6.12! Her 0-3 months clothes absolutely swam on her. I actually had to buy a couple of preemie outfits for her. This time around they are already estimating 2.5lbs at 25 weeks so I already have 2. One in a newborn size and one 0-3 months, just in case. Not sure if I should believe them or not after the last time though:-)

    8. Della Apr 27 at 2:59 pm Reply Reply

      My Braxton-Hicks contractions never hurt, but they were really annoying. This is the best possible explanation I could come up with: Imagine you’re having a charley horse in your leg. You know how you can just feel every single muscle fiber in your calf is flexing its little muscular brains out, and you don’t have any control over what it’s doing?
      Now pretend your stomach is doing that, only it doesn’t hurt. Well, it didn’t hurt for me.
      Early, but TRUE labor, when it came, combined that with more of the menstrual-cramp style pain.
      Also, yes to all the clothing instructions here. The gowns are neat but besides the blowout issue mentioned, I was always freaking out that my baby’s legs or feet would poke out, or there would be a draft, and he’d get cold.
      For a coming-home outfit, my suggestion is: buy three: a preemie sized one, a “newborn” size one, and a 0-3 months size one. AND LEAVE THE TAGS ON THEM. That way, if you have to return the two littler ones because you gave birth to a hippopotamus, you can.
      In my case, I did not believe my decades-experienced OB when he opined that my peanut was sticking at around 6 lb. I was convinced I was going to have a 10-pounder like his daddy. WRONGO! We had to go buy a whole set of preemie sized clothing for him for that first couple weeks because anything newborn sized was laughably huge.

    9. Erin S Mar 25 at 10:11 pm Reply Reply

      My Braxton Hicks have the same sort of tight abdominal feeling you get after doing a good ab workout. At least, from my vague recollection of that activity. So that counts as exercise, right??

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