Friday, November 2, 2012

24.2 - Viability

We hit 24 weeks gestation on Wednesday - what is now considered the point of viability to pre-term babies, so long as they have significant medical intervention, of course.  I'm using all of my brain power and good vibes to convince this little girl she wants to hang out inside for AT LEAST another 16 weeks, but I can't pretend it's not reassuring to know that if something crazy were to happen, she's at least got a good fighting chance. 

Five months ago this point seemed so far off, and too fragile a dream to hope for.  But we're here.  We've made it this far.  And all signs point to this pregnancy continuing on just as it has so far, uneventful and completely normal.  Thank God.  I've never been so happy to be "normal". 

Baby girl weighs just over a pound and is about twelve inches long, or about the length of an ear of corn.  Her movements are more pronounced and I love to feel her dancing, flipping, poking - whatever it is that she's doing in there.  I just like to feel her move.  It reassures me and comforts me and makes my heart happy.  The evenings, when I get home and can finally sit back and relax, those are her most active times.  We poke back and forth at each other - it's like she's celebrating with me the fact that I'm home from work. 

I followed along with a prenatal yoga video from YouTube last night.  It wasn't bad at all, though I can tell I need to continue to work on these stretches, because man, I've lost a lot of my limber by not working out the last five months.  It'll get better, though.  I got this.


  1. So, so happy for you and Jimi! I feel like I've been holding my breath for six months.

  2. That's great news! :) Very happy ... and here's to the next couple of weeks! :D

  3. Hey, Baby Mama.

    I just finished rearranging my bedroom and I had to clean out my hope chest (to move it...cuz it's heavier than a whale's balls). I found Coco's Moby in it. After crying like a moron, I passed over some crazy-lady hoarding thoughts about this wonderful baby carrier. Then, I came to realize that holding onto this thing "just because" is honestly stupid since my last baby is too big to be carried in it now. Plus, by the time I have grandkids, they'll probably have hover carriers or something and Mobys will be obsolete. Instead, I thought of the women I know who are expecting their own little bundles of joy and who may like to own a Moby for the insanely fantastic bonding it leads to.

    Sooooo...I was wondering...would you like me to send you the Moby? I would like to see someone else get a chance to use it because some of the best memories I have are of carrying my little turkey around in it and feeling his little body pressed up against me well after birth. I want other mommies to experience the "baby wearing" joy. Eh?

    I don't have the instructions anymore, but I always just went to their Website ( for how to use it anyway. There are tons of different ways to use it and I'm not the brightest when it comes to paper instructions. I prefer videos. Haha! I took really good care of it and it's still in fab shape for how much it was used. We don't smoke and we don't have pets either. It's "chocolate," too. Therefore, it'll match most of what you wear since it's a neutral.

    Let me know. Hit me up via email:



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