Date for your diary’s everyone! 16th November at 2.30pm - our first scan!!!
Monthly Archives: October 2011
Week 7…
Posted onI love these little updates and the development blog posts are definitely my favourite to do.
All according to Emma’s Diary, Baby Mills is now the size of a blueberry (13mm / 1/2 inch) - that’s 5mm longer than last week. His or her brain is generating 100 new cells every minute. Those paddle-like arms and legs are now emerging as joints and these now have miniature knees and elbows, and the beginnings of toes and fingers. Baby also has now has kidney’s in place although these aren’t formed enough to be fully functioning yet. Baby’s oversized head isn’t just large and oblong anymore; it’s actually a little bit pointy and the skull is beginning to harden,
And my favourite bit from this Emma’s Diary…
It is at this stage that there is some variation on a boy or a girl although (this) won’t be visible enough to determine what colour to paint the nursery until week 16…
SMA’s update is more technical. The neural tube which forms the baby’s brain and spinal tube closes this week and the brain starts to separate into its many components. The umbilical cord is also now well-formed with one blood vessel delivering oxygen and nutrients to baby, and two others taking by-products away. Aswell as the kidney’s (as mentioned earlier), the liver is also forming and starting to make blood cells.
The eyes and ears can clearly be seen and the eyelids are starting to develop. Tiny nostrils are visible too.
Huggie’s focuses on the look of baby. It states that baby is currently covered in translucent cells and you can see the tiny veins pumping blood to its newly forming organs. Apparently baby’s lungs are also taking shape. The fact that all the updates point to organ development is fascinating as they have all been made possible thanks to baby’s now furiously pumping heart which now has a right and left chamber. Finally, in baby’s little mouth, the palate and teeth are forming. This explains why my own teeth are aching in the morning; any calcium I have, is being used up by baby as his / her bones and teeth are beginning to come into being.
Quote of the week from them…
Although you can’t feel it yet, the embryo is beginning to move and these first movements can be detected by ultrasound.
So this has been a major week for our little one. He or she is now just that; a boy or a girl! They’re moving around trying to get comfy whilst the brain and heart are busy at work creating all the essentials baby will need to be fully sufficient in later life. Even more important from this point on to ensure I put in some work too. I need to ensure I’m eating healthily and baby is getting a balanced diet - no more takeaways for me!
So I used to have an arm…
Posted onSo I mentioned I was having a blood test in my last post. These are just routine bloods for my midwife. Luckily Western Elms has a blood clinic which is great as it saves trekking to the hospital for what is, after all, a 5 minute appointment. I’ve had LOADS of blood tests in the last few months as Craig had been concerned about my lack of appetite and how it might affect our chances of conceiving. I must have given 8 pints of blood in our quest for answers. Turns out I conceived easily and my lack of appetite was down to the fact I hated the taste of my own cooking. Never the less the battery of tests has prepared me beautifully for the trials of pregnancy so I won’t moan.
So with blood tests, I usually bruise a little but am otherwise okay…… until now. This time I was running slightly late. As I haven’t confided to work about my pregnancy yet, I’ve been covertly fitting in appointments around work commitments and this time I only had a tiny window to get to the doctors and back. As I was 10 minutes late for the test, I was already apologising and shrugging off my cardigan as I entered the nurse’s office. Expecting to see the usual nurse (spitting image of Heather from Eastenders), I was shocked to see she had been joined by a new guy. Heather’s friend turned out to be Ben, a student doctor gaining some work experience, Although he looked about 10, I figured he had to learn how to operate a syringe at some point so agreed to him taking the blood.
NEVER AGAIN. My arm was literally caked in blood after the 8 vials had been taken. The “sharp scratch” turned out to be a nasty shock. The tourniquet fell off mid way through and as Ben went to catch it, the needle fell out. My vein was a mini fountain spurting blood at the wall. I was too polite to tell him to stop so let him carry on but it really hurt. By the end of the day I was feeling really faint, and Craig said I had turned white.
Okay, I might be exaggerating slightly. This is a blood test and I’m sure the labour in 7 months will be ten times worse, but this was truly painful. I’m left looking like a victim of domestic abuse and I’ll have to cover it up at work. Check out this for a bruise!
