Wk 30 - Major milestone reached

Thank you cousin Jane for the lovely picture!

Getting towards the end of the pregnancy week 30 has felt special, I must admit. Not that anything special as such would have happened this week. After all my life right now limits itself to the couch and bed :) Just the simple fact that little Sisu is furthermore still inside the belly and doing really well.
That gives a reason to my joy and reason to breathe. We, my husband, little Sisu and myself as the team, have beaten all the odds already and come a long way!

6 weeks ago during my quick hospital stop due to cervix which has pretty much vanished to the minimum existence and very early contractions everyone around me talked about days. How each day extra would be welcomed. Now we are whole 6 weeks further!

To reach the medical full term minimum limit we have 7 more weeks to go and 10 weeks to the medical full term. The medical full term calculation is based on the so called Naegele's rule from the 1800. Named after the German obstetrician Franz Karl Naegele. In reality recent year researches have shown though that natural gestation time is 41 weeks and 1/3. As we all know though, each baby is an individual and do not develop by the book, nor clock, exactly all in the same schedule.

One more thing that has caused me joy this week is little Sisu starting to do more and more what I call "alien belly dance" or "water aerobics". Means him stretching or moving in the manner that I can see his moves, as he stretches the skin. His one room accommodation is apparently starting to become smaller and smaller for him. Another option is that he is already practicing hard to get to join his mummi's water aerobic class.

Who would have known that I could get so totally crazy about the huge belly, which I now have?!
My younger nephew has formed it in his head that little Sisu is the belly. He keeps asking me to show "little Sisu", when means that he wants to see what size the belly is. Most recent estimate he made was little Sisu apparently getting closer to the magical border of the Estonian water melon :) (he saw some BIG water melons during the summer vacation in Estonia).
I call my belly jokingly "Kugel" (German) or "Kuula" (Finnish), i.e. ball. But the original words do not mean just a normal ball, more like canon ball :)  As that is what it feels like; stone hard Kugel.