Pregnancy Journal

6-6-12
I probably shouldn't post anything today, but here I am. Read at your own risk.  Yesterday I realized I was having some new symptoms as far as the discharge goes and when I called the doctor, hoping they would just tell me to go get some monistat, she told me I needed to come in for a culture.  As much as I love my doctor, I dislike that he has changed offices so many times through my childbearing years.  Every office does things differently and I'm tired of everything being new and different.  It's my 7th pregnancy.  I should be able to know what's going to happen by now right?  Anyway.  So I went in and get this, they handed me the swabs and sent me to the bathroom to get the culture myself.  Hopefully this isn't way too much information (well, it is, but it's my journal, like I said, read at your own risk.  It says "Pregnancy journal" so I guess you can expect some grossness right?  That is what "pregnancy" means right? HA.  I'm kidding).  How strange is that though?  Not only do they have me dip my own pee strip, now I'm collecting my own sample of discharge.  Kinda strange that they even have nurses working there.  Anyone can take a blood pressure and weigh someone.  Everything else could be replaced by a piece of paper apparently.  So anyway.  I hope my insurance is at least getting a better deal on this pregnancy since I'm doing most of the work myself so far.
So that whole experience weirded me out and then as I was leaving I though, 'well, maybe I like that better?'  Not having to expose myself to the world was kind of a nice break.  I've gone this whole pregnancy without any of that, so I decided to just be thankful.
I do wish that they could do the whole culture thing faster though, I feel myself getting sick and I'm not sure if it's just my imagination, if I really do have an infection, or if I'm coming down with something else and I should try to find out what that is and get on with treating it.  So I'm a little frustrated today.  Aside from the symptoms of the possible infection, everything just seems a little more nerve racking.  There's definitely a new pain in my uterus area as well.  Wish I knew what that was all about.  Hopefully this will all be over soon.
On a happier note, on Monday at the temple activity with Charity, some of the ladies in the stake asked me when I am due :).  That kind of made my day.  People can actually tell now and I don't just feel like a fatty.  They didn't give me a hard time about "not looking pregnant" and they didn't bug me about how many kids I've had, so that was just the icing on top.  Sure felt good :).
There are two questions you do want to avoid when talking with me right now.  Unless you want tears or for me to just walk away.  I cannot talk about how I feel right now.  Not any part of it, so don't try to pry for details.  And I cannot talk about "the house hunt".  I can't even type that out without choking up a little.  Those two subjects are not pleasing to talk about in the least and there is nothing I or anyone can do about either, so it's best to just let them sit in the corner where they belong.  I wish I could get this through to my own mother.  She is very clueless when it comes to me, and no matter how many ways I've said it, she still thinks I want to discuss how I'm feeling at Carl's Jr. over lunch.  It's really not a good idea.  And then to try to dig a little deeper about where we're going to live and when we're going to move..... yeah, not pretty.  I don't recommend it.  I have very little control over the tear ducts right now, and frankly, I have very little control over ANY emotions right now so it's best not to test it :).  Maybe I really should just keep myself locked up in my house for the rest of this pregnancy.  It's probably for the best.  I wish that was possible.
So anyway.  Wormie is SOOOOOOO active right now :).  It's been fun to feel him move around so much.  At least I'm not worried about him when he's moving :).  He seems to be standing up straight inside of me.... at least that's how it feels.... and I can feel things up at the top of my uterus and down at the bottom at the same time :).  He must have plenty of room to wiggle around still.  He sure seems like a sweetheart already.  I hope he's doing alright.  And I hope he's getting as excited as we are to have him here :).  Today Noah says, "Mom, I thought you said Woomie was going to be here in 3 days?"  Poor kid got months and days mixed up.  It's going to be a long 12 more weeks :).  But I think we'll make it.  We did pick out a cute little Superman onesie for him at the store today :)  It's hanging up on my closet door to remind me that there is a very sweet little package waiting for me at the end of this torture.  He's going to look cute in it ;)