Growing in pregnancy was difficult for me because I am used to being thin. Bobby kept growing and growing, and my belly seemed to be exploding. While I didn't really love the pregnancy experience, I still captured my belly at week 39 so I could look back and remember how big I was.
Bobby was 8 pounds 11 ounces, much bigger than we all expected him to be. He was born after 13 hours of difficult labor for me due to a nurse in training. The trama to Bobby put him in the NICU for three days and I was sad to be discharged a day early without my baby.
This Friday is more test and to ensure he continuing to gaining weight. We are working on getting his days and nights switched, because he seems to have them confused- and that means many sleepless nights for me.
I have a house full of boys and at times a still a walking zombie. Thank God for my help.