~ Trying Not to Worry
The last two weeks have been pretty much all good news as far as these journals go, so of course, something had to change. Today's OB appointment was not a fun one. To begin with, they were very behind and we were there for about an hour. Considering the usual 15-20 minute visit, it seemed incredibly long. But that's not the complaint, I can deal with that part. After measuring my fundal height (the size of my uterus), my OB paused, felt around for my baby and then measured again. She scheduled me for yet another ultrasound - Thursday - to recheck the baby's size. I really think she tries not to worry me but it doesn't work. She said it's possible that the baby is just hiding really well but because my measurements seem to have gotten smaller over the last few weeks, she just wants to make sure. I just keep telling myself that Hannah is so small because she's half-Asian. I mean, that has to make a difference, doesn't it? My husband is only 5'3" and I'm not much taller at 5'6". Also, she's been a very low carrying baby this whole pregnancy, why change now? She sure does feel like she's getting much bigger to me! I can feel every little move now. Okay . . . I think I've temporarily calmed myself.
The doc did said I was a "fingertip" dilated but still had a long cervix and therefore, the baby would likely not come this week. On the positive side, my Strep-B test was negative. One good thing in there huh? I've continued to have lots of Braxton-Hicks contractions this week. I guess I'll know the real ones when there is pain and consistency.
Last Friday I finally graduated with my Masters Degree. It was actually entertaining to see the Dean of Students hold his arms wide as I came off the platform with my diploma. I guess he was afraid I'd roll down them! It was also nice to sit in the shade and have bathroom access for the first half of the ceremony, thanks to being 9 months pregnant.
So what have I been doing in all my "spare time" since school got out? Everything! I've been cleaning my house top to bottom. I don't think I've done it so much out of the so-called "nesting instinct" as the fact that I haven't been able to do it well all semester long. I've finally had time to tackle some projects. I've rearranged the bookshelf in our bedroom. That may sound simple but I can assure you, my husband is an avid reader and we literally have 1000's of books. I sorted through the ones in our room - only a start. I'm also working on reorganizing our dressers and closet space. When we got married and I moved in, we simply made room for my stuff. Needless to say, there is much to be done - but I'm halfway there.
I must admit that I'm getting tired of being pregnant. Partially because of my comfort level, partially because I'm so excited about seeing our baby girl. And now that school's out, I have more time to think about the whole thing and get antsy. Lord-willing, I will get patience as I need it.
Until next time (and hopefully with more exciting news) . . .