I had my weekly dr. appointment yesterday. Everything still looks good. I gained a couple pounds and my blood pressure is still very normal. It took forever to get Optimus Prime's heartbeat rate because he had the hiccups and they kept messing with the monitor. Finally got the reading and it was 139 which is lower than it usually is but still in the normal range. The dr. said Optimus Prime hasn't dropped yet so he didn't check to see if I'm dilated. Guess that fun will start at next week's appointment.
Today was a long day of meetings at work. Optimus Prime was super busy all day which made me super uncomfortable. I hope he was busy dropping and getting ready to move out of my uterus. My belly is stretched to the limit, my back hurts, I can't sleep for more than a couple hours at a time, I can't get comfortable in any position, I pee twenty million times a day, blah blah blah. I don't care how not ready I am to be a mom. Today I am more ready to not be pregnant anymore.
Don and Bev are moving in on Saturday to help me with stuff around the house and so I won't be alone when I go into labor. At first I wasn't sure I wanted them to come stay with me because let's face it, I like my space. But now I'm ready for them to be here. Every day I am more exhausted after work and right now it is 8:30 p.m. and instead of doing the dishes or other shit around the house, I'm ready for bed. I'm so grateful they'll be here to help me pack and cook and clean and get last minute stuff ready. And it's my house so that means I have control over the remote control, right?
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