Tuesday, February 24, 2015

37 Weeks

This is my sad attempt at looking professional at this point. I had to do a massage event at a hospital yesterday and this was all I could come up with. Note to self - next time invest in a pair of dress pants, or at least nice dress jeans.

Pretty sure this is one of the last times I am ever wearing jeans during the rest of this pregnancy! The baby feels so low in my pelvis that anything with a waistband basically makes me feel like I'd rather be wearing nothing. Pants should be optional for pregnant women...

I just went out and bought big sweatpants at Wal-Mart, then got them home to find out they were still too small, so I cut them down one of the sides to make more room. That was sad.

As much as it's gotta suck being huge and pregnant in the summer, at least dressing ones self must be easier with airy light dresses and tops. This weather is really getting out of hand. It's been negative 20-something for the past couple of weeks. We did get a couple days last weekend where the temp shot up into the 20's, so it felt super warm out. Crazy to think that is actually what we get used to around here! I find some comfort in picturing laying on a hot sunny beach in a bikini, and of course taking nice breezy walks in the sunshine around our block with the baby. 

We had another doctor's appointment today, along with another ultrasound. Everything is looking good. The baby is still breech, but I'm beginning to no longer care about whether I have a section or not. The scheduled date is keeping me going (15 more days!) and the more time I have to think about it, the more excited I'm getting and less nervous. The receptionist and sono tech today at the office told me if you can get a scheduled C-section, it's the easiest thing ever. Everything is quiet, they make a few cuts, and out comes your baby! Emergency and surprise ones are tough because usually they happen after laboring for hours on end. So I'm glad we get to skip that part. 

While making my appointment for next week I asked the receptionist today about whether or not we'd have another sonogram, and she said she's fairly certain there won't be another one scheduled. At my appointment today during the sono all she did was check for position and again, measured the amniotic fluid and the space around the baby, and said he had a "good strong heartbeat." No fetal growth measurements taken, no confusing worried looks, and the doctor did nothing but come in, say hi, check for the heartbeat with the doppler, and took a measurement of my belly. When I asked if it was okay he just replied, "Yup, you're good!" So I'm assuming once again, that the if the staff at the doctor's office doesn't seemed concerned with anything regarding the baby's health/size, then neither should we be. 

So I have officially 7 full shifts of work left to get through. Well, actually...they are not full shifts. My lead at work shortened my hours to six hour shifts, with a break in the middle of each one. So basically the most I can get booked is five clients per shift. Not so bad. Maybe I'll even get lucky and it will be kind of slow the last week. 



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