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I had a prenatal check up two days ago. Things were less than desirable, so I chose not to post about it that day, but I've decided I need to now. Nate wasn't able to come with me, which is totally fine, but it was the first visit he hasn't gone to with me, and I missed him. I have so much fun with him when we go together. Maybe that set me off on the wrong foot. Anyway. There was a new nurse this time. Erika was still there, but she wasn't processing me, it was someone new. She annoyed me. I still hate the whole peeing on the strip thing and carrying my pee strip through the hall with me to show the nurse. It's annoying. Then when she put me in my room she announced that she had "read your chart and noticed that you have SIX KIDS! You have your hands full!" Duh. Lame thing to say. I'm not sure why I thought it was so stupid, but it bugged me. And at the same time it was a little funny. I kept thinking, "WOW! You got all that from my chart! You detective you!" Like she couldn't just ask me how many kids I have. She's obviously a new nurse. If you're going to snoop through my chart unnecessarily, don't tell me what you found unless it's something I don't already know. Genius. I'm getting off track. See how easily annoyed I am. I need to work on that.
Dr. Thackeray came in, asked how the 4th of July was, asked if we have any other plans for the summer, we talked about Payson Lakes, and our camping trip next week.... the usual. Then he informed me that my glucose test results had shown that my sugars were really good! I was at an 80 and he said borderline was 140 (? I may have gotten that wrong). But either way, I was happy to hear that my sugars were good. It's been weighing on my mind for a while now how that would all turn out. I'm relieved. Then he informed me that I am "slightly anemic". Big surprise. My iron is always low this time of the pregnancy. Time to start taking the iron. I hate that part. It's sort of nerve racking for me because I know how difficult it can be for your body to absorb iron from a pill. I know that I lose a ton of blood in the c-section, always have, and it's always an issue, so I really do want to make sure my iron is good to start out. But with the pills.... well, I guess I just stress about whether my body is absorbing it, or if I can just get enough extra iron in my body from more natural sources. I'm not sure why I stress about it so much. I just hate the thought of needing a transfusion. Anyone who's ever worked a blood drive would have a hard time wanting to accept some random person's blood. Even in an emergency, I think I would go into shock or something if I found out I had someone else's blood in me. I never want to have to do that. ANYWAY.
THEN, Dr. Thackeray asked me if I'd thought of a date at all yet, to schedule the delivery. I decided this would be a good time to ask him about my idea to deliver at 38 weeks instead of 39. He suggested that we not. And said that it is recommended for the baby that we not go any sooner than 39. I'm okay with that. I really don't want to do anything that puts my little guy at risk. I was just slightly bummed. There are good things about the following week though, and I really do think it is meant to be, but I was disappointed. Then I told him we had thought the 23rd would be a good day, avoiding the birthdays in the Maynes family and such. He seemed okay with that, but needed to look at his calendar. Come to find out, the next day, he called and informed me that the 23rd is too soon and that we need to wait until the 25th. SO STRANGE!!! He has NEVER been like that! Makes me wonder what things have happened since at least Noah, for him to be such a stickler for the date! It's annoying for me to think about having to be pregnant for 2 days longer, but mostly I'm just surprised. It IS 39 weeks. I remember figuring that when I was looking at it myself, but when I saw that the 25th was a Saturday, I assumed it was out. So I chose the 23rd based on the fact that one of Beth's boys is on the 24th. I totally would have been planning on the 25th had it not been for the whole Saturday thing. I just have to keep telling myself these things so as not to get discouraged. Nate said it too though, it's probably just meant to be this way. Maybe Wormie is going to need a little more time. Who knows. Ya never really know. So anyway, I will not be having him early. That's the bottom line.
I must say that I spent most of the last 2 days in tears. Mainly because of the pain I've been having in my pelvic bones and hips. I'm not sure how it happened. I remember having it feel really sensitive when the Doc was feeling for the bottom of my uterus to measure me, and it's been hurting there (and everywhere for that matter) ever since. It's weird. I've never experienced anything quite like this. My left leg feels like it is dislocated or something. It feels like it's rubbing weird, like bone against bone, and it just feels really awkward with every step. It's almost unbearable when I have to put all my weight on that one side. It's so weird. I find that after I've been sitting Indian-style on the floor for a little while, it feels normal for a minute, so maybe it gets in the right position, but it never lasts long. It's so painful. It's funny how many new symptoms can show up with this pregnancy. I'm not sure how to handle all of them. I might have to go see a physical therapist or something if it continues. Hopefully I can do some stretches or something to fix it myself though. It's weird.
So there ya have it. My update :). Baby Wormie is looking good. Nothing out of the ordinary for him. He moves ALL THE TIME! Which is very good for this worry-wart. In fact, he went like 2 hours without moving today and I just about lost it. He never does that, so it was strange and I poked him and moved him around enough to get him going again for the rest of the day. The more active, the better, for me. The contractions are minimal. I rarely have them anymore. Not sure why, but it's a good thing :). No signs of preterm labor. Hopefully he's growing and developing just as he should :). I can't wait to meet him!! He's going to be so handsome, I just know it! Charity wants him to have dark brown hair like her, right when he's born :). Gets me curious. I really can't wait to see him!
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