Alexandre Amorim Gouveia arrived more than a week early on Monday, 13 April 2009 at 9am with 49,5cm and 3,255kg! All went well and we’re both doing fine, as is dad. We’re very happy and completely in love with our little sprout!
Labour was very quick and all went well. I started feeling some “discomfort” at 4.30 am. We got to the Hospital at 6.30am and Alex was born at 9.00. I didn’t take an epidural
We stayed in hospital until last Friday and we’re now starting to get the hang of things at home. Luckily my mom is here to gives some extra support.
I’ll give more details once things have calmed down a bit.
I’m big!!! and tired. and not very mobile anymore… Really, it seems like everything is much further away than it was before And I’m down to only a few outfits now. I hope it doesn’t get much hotter this month (or at least this week… I’ll move into R’s t-shirts and sweats during maternity leave).
I’m officially considered to be full term now, so little sprout can make his arrival whenever he wants and won’t be a preemie anymore. Although I have a feeling I will be going over my due date for some reason. We’ll see…
This week is (finally) my last week at work!!! Oh, the excitement! I can’t wait for my mid-afternoon naps! (did I mention I was tired?) I think I have everything prepared for sprout, but still need to wrap things up at work for my replacement. And issues that require my immediate attention have sprung up today… oh, well, just 3 more days!
At least people now seem a bit friendlier on the metro and I usually manage a seat by the first metro stop after I’ve entered. I must say, commuters here aren’t a friendly bunch when it comes to pregnant women. I just love the way they try to ignore my humongous belly that is sticking right in there face while I’m practicing my balancing act standing up. Luckily, there are a few nice people. And more than once, someone standing on the metro with me has kindly insisted that someone seated give me there place. Thank you!!! Real life savers, especially at the end of the day…
Last week I finally “finished” packing my hospital bags. I suppose it was about time, considering I’m past 37 weeks now and considered full term. It still doesn’t feel like it will happen that soon though. I have a gut feeling I’ll go over term, but you never know.
Here are my bags
This is what the Clinique St. Michel said we should pack: